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Cynthia Ochoa Feb 2018
I believe in angels.
The kind that heaven sends.
I believe in angels.
Because they are my friends.
Cynthia Ochoa Feb 2018
After I wake from my dream.
I think of you then I cream.
The rough *** we had on the floor.
Before we went through the bedroom door.

You know I don't have a lot to say.
But after all I want you to stay.
You work so hard every day.
When you get home you know I will pay.

You give it to me and it's the best.
After your done cleaning up our mess.
I want you to know you passed my test.
Now leave me be I need to rest.
Cynthia Ochoa Jan 2018
I see a mirror on my wall.
Wishing one day that it would fall.
I always seen myself as a ugly geek.
I look now and I know I'm just unique.
Eveyday when I walk by.
That mirror on my wall makes me cry.
Then one day a knock on my door.
When I opened it my heart stopped and hit the floor.
He has great love for me will always last.
That mirror on my wall is now in the past.
Cynthia Ochoa Jan 2018
I looked up at this great big tree thinking she's not happy she's not free
Sitting there watching are leaves blowing away and it's very strong Breeze.
Then when I heard her cry because all the other bigger trees for guys.
She said to me all she wanted was a friend.  
That's when I told her I'll be her friend to the end.
So I went and got one big truck.
Dug her up and got unstuck.
I took her to my Country Farm.
Where the other guys can do no harm.
She is so glad that I am her friend.
Because I told her I'll be your friend to the end.

— The End —