I wrote this 4 my daughter when she was 7 , I and gave her  the pome with a rock ,handmade painted gold with little gems set.



I know Iam simple but I hope you play with me.
For Iam whatever you dream me to be.
Maybe you found me at the bottom of the deepest
blue sea or,I  rolled down an enchanted hill and landed at your feet.
Lets say "I fell from the sky a peice off sun Iam.
Maybe you have a secret you must just tell.
If you have a wish you could always tell me, for Iam whatever you want me to be.
I know iam simple.

I  gave this pome to my daughter when she was 16,, after a hard few years,,

I know I am simple but
Hope you would have shared with me.
For Iam who ever you want me to be.
I no longer have enchanted powers like i did before.
So I wont tell you fairytales anymore.
The hard line is life has changed me.
Iam still your rock and grounded,
Just  a little batter ad bruised and a bluey shaed of grey.
I love you in the same way.
I know Iam simple,
One day
I hope you can share with me and forget the past.
Il always be your rock with hidden gems,
Il always be your friend.
I know I am simple,
But please share with me,For Iam whatever you dream me to be.

This rock.
Like life will one day turn to sand,Il come back as the beauitful sell that Iam.

Give me a sign!
Show me the way,
Shout out if you have something to say?.
Let me know you are there.
Don't walk by,if you have something to say,open up to me.
Give me sign,I wouldnt even know you were looking at me!

Were you?

As I sit upon my chair,I stop,look and stare.
The nations have had a scare,How they act now is my fear.
Just like milllons sitting here everyday i wacth to see,
bitter twisted moods that surround me.
I feel we should not fight this battle on the street ,But by making these mad man weep.
How  dare they **** our chilldren,But how dare we **** theirs.
Iam glad Iam sat here and not there,But for me and you and millons to,We
know things will never change ,But still we have hope!
The world around always seem alittle grey,But honestly keep looking because theres is love found everyday,in the smalls ways.From the song of a bird,skies always blue,Bright flowers and the call of mother nature to.But most of all is the human touch, you can never love to much.