Another year comes and goes
And this holiday comes every spring
Celebrating mother's and what they do
Mother's who do extrordinary things

I still celebrate every year each spring
But not celebrating you
Other mother's made me their own
And for them I cheer for they are
Extrordinary
And you are not and will never be

I find your presence
a present
to the world and a gift to me
because you are unique
and one of a kind
because your life is
what you want it to be so
I take the days just
one at a time
as I sit here trying to write
you a rhyme.

I count my blessings
and you count yours
as you have been so blessed
because you make
it through whatever
comes along
and what is within you
is so strong.

You don't put limits
on yourself
and have so many dreams
to be yet realized
and you live a life of serenity
and not a life of regrets
so remember
that a little love goes
a long way and a lot of love
can go forever.

Remember that friendship
is a wise investment
and life's treasures
are people together and realize
that it is never too late
for us to do
ordinary things in an
extrordinary way.

Take the time
to wish upon a star
and don't ever forget
even for a day
how special you are
and know that our inspiration
comes not from
memories or experiences
that we have had in the past
but it comes from
within.

What sometimes
breaks us makes us
stronger
and in the end our strength
will be unbreakable under
any circumstances.                        Jon York                                  2012

There is a boy,
An average boy really,
Black hair and brown eyes
You would also think, he also had an average soul
Just a plain normal soul

He didn't.
He was extrordinary
Not because of his looks
Or his voice
But for the mytery his smile holds
A smile that you will never quite know
Because that smile
Holds millions of secrets

Waiting to be,
Discovered.

An open view
from the tallest window
could'nt reveal my prince
Patiently, I would wait
stumbling upon heartreak
only to find closed doors

An open view
with extrordinary heights
Would never offer
a love TRULY right
only to find a bitter sensation

The tallest window
it's farthest views
leaves me forlone
with a love unused

Prep,
Plan,
Dream. Achieve-
Go than get-
Nice whip.
Please And Play,
Pray Everyday.
Learn to cook,
Rock A look.
Hit the gym, go for a swim.
Turn Proving them wrong,
Factual.
Believing in the UNbeliavable'
Going the limit,
Taking the lead
This life is so extrordinary

sacrifice the ordinary to make way for the extrordinary

Sometimes i wonder
"Do i really love you?"

Somethimes i tell myself
"You do."

Sometimes i forget
The good time we've had
And other times i just forget it all.
Like I was hit with a bust of amnesia

Were they not good times?,
Was it my mind telling me..
He's just not the one?

Was it me forcing myself with you extracting the careful collection of the extrordinary enzyms to flow, eventhough the pores of them were stuck?

What am i doing?
Im doubting myself
Im doubting you.

Why cant i just learn to love you..
Maybe i do... idk
Maybe i just dont fit with you
Maybe the puzzle pieces of our past, present and future aren't matching up
Like a two differnt puzzle games
Is that all?


There isnt one happy thing I've written about you
But the first happy thing I've written isnt involving you.

I just want to be happy..
Maybe it isnt right now
Maybe its just not with you.