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Ree Bunch Mar 2016
Happy Birthday Ms.31!
I hope you have delightful fun.
Here’s a bell to ring and ring;
Until you see a beauty or a queen.
I might bring a mirror to turn to you,
Because you’re the one making my dreams come true.
Happy birthday Ms.31!
And I hope you’ll have delightful fun.
This is a poem I wrote for my mom when I was 10 years old; on her birthday. She made it until her 37th birthday with a smile; although she was suffering with lupus. She would be 47 on March 19th.
Love you always <3
From your Pikachu
When you put your worth, in the people that surround you.
When you put your worth in the things that you do or say.
When you put your worth in what others might say about you.
When you put your worth in what you can do for other people.
Stop , quit selling yourself like this for each of you are worthy.
Just laid down your low self-esteem and pick up Christ purpose.
For one thing that God can not do and that is make junk.
He only creates beauty and Masterpiece, so quit calling yourself junk.
For you are worthy to be appreciated and loved by others for you are Gods Masterpiece.
  Mar 2016 Ree Bunch
Matthew Goff
She cries pretty glass
Her heart hurts for a freedom
She’ll walk with sharp steps
Ree Bunch Mar 2016
I know you exist only in the depths of my mind,
                    But I want to revel in those deep caves;
Trying to pull you into existence.
I imagine how glorious my future would be with you.
                      My life wouldn’t have that seedless void.
I wallow in my mind’s caverns, where you dwell,
But the longer I dwell in those deep caves;
                        
The harder it is for me to survive reality.
  Mar 2016 Ree Bunch
Traveler
Truth cannot merely
Be spoken into existence
Without the equation
Of a believer multiplied
Ten times by foolish pride
Which potentially adds up to
A blurry distant shadow
In the darkness of one's mind...
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