Sunday, January 25, 2015

Smile My Children

Smile my child,
My baby boy,
Don’t you ever let down your head.

Don’t cry,
I don’t like your tears to show,
Don’t let them flow.
Smile my little wonder.

My little girl,
Let me see those big eye o’ yours.
Sweet little face.

Smile my greatest treasure,
Hold the glory o’er your head,
Be the trouble in my eyes,
Fly above all else.

Be my queen,
Be my king,
Shine above me,
Show me something.
Be my freedom,
Search my secrets,
Show me greatness,
Show me wonder.

Light the sky,
Feel the ground,
See the reflection in your eyes.

Smile my greatest treasure,
Hold the glory o’er your head,
Be the trouble in my eyes,
Fly above all else.

See me.
See my smile,
Shine bright above me,
Be mine.

Be my queen,
Be my king,
Shine above me,
Show me something.
Be my freedom,
Search my secrets,
Show me greatness,
Show me wonder.

Reach the heights,
Show the greatness,
Show my smile,
And believe in me.

[oh--, OH--]
[Smile, (x4)]

Smile my children.


J

My Sister

It started off so long ago,
In a parking lot,
Exchanging names and sweets.
We were so young,
So naïve,
We thought tomorrow was like yesterday.

Then skip to many years later,
We still go to the same school,
IT’s littered with little children separated into groups.
We thought differences were different,
And normality’s were great,
But one thing I loved about you is that you think,
That . . . .
Differences and Normality’s don’t exist.

You live life like you have freedom,
Always the ‘rebel’ seeking for adventure,
Taking on the highest mountains,
Traveling over 100ft walls,
Breaking all those complicated words,
And living to your full extent.

Were older now,
Making new things happen,
Lives are changed,
And our paths are uncrossed,
I don’t know if your shoulders are broad enough to hold it all.
So let me request to let me share that load,
Let me in so I wont be invisible in your life.

You live life like you have freedom,
Always the ‘rebel’ seeking for adventure,
Taking on the highest mountains,
Traveling over 100ft walls,
Breaking all those complicated words,
And living to your full extent.

Oh wont I,
Oh wont I be,
A sister to you.

We were so young,
So naïve,
We thought tomorrow was like yesterday.


Sunday, January 4, 2015

Poppy

In a field you are free,
In a time intertwined with your soul,
To be free,
Its to be and of itself.

You are dead,
Long gone from this world,
But in fact your glow of the soul,
Is shining down on us much like the sun would.

You are still my Poppy.
Like the name of a flower,
but its meaning is,
You are my grandfather.

Still the warm-hearted gentlemen you were,
You look the same and talk the same,
Even walk the same too,
Only the difference is.
Is that you live without us in a world of peace and harmony,
A world that is created only for the souls of the once living.

A world where death is an uncommon thing,
Because once souls descend,
They cannot die.
A soul can reincarnate,
But infact a soul could neither die nor could it be alive,
Because of it being already in another dimension.

Dying is only a side effect of being alive,
Or in a sense.
The unfortunate side effect perhaps.
But being sick is the side effect of everything major in this world.

Being free means to be without sickness,
Be unknown in the lands,
To be another ‘thing’ or ‘thought’.
To become one with the nature and life that surrounds you and eventually open the gate.

Try and become another part.
To seize the moment and become a light,
To show us the real you,
And to show us your not really gone,
You still protect us and you’ll always be.
But here in my heart is where I think you are,
Because all of the stuff that you talked about to me,
Is still here in my heart,
Still here waiting for me to see,
That you are still here with me.

My Poppy,
My Grandfather,
A Great-Grandfather,
A Husband,
A Brother,
An Uncle,
A Son.
A Father,
And best of all a Keefe!

Tuesday, December 30, 2014

Fairy Tail Rhyme

Set aside from my playmates rights.
And all the rules that are being laid out,
I looked into my looking glass,
And let out a high pitched shout.

Oh how careless could I be,
When there were three of me,
One in my head,
And two watching carelessly.

In sight and out of mind,
Is where i’ll be,
To this day,
Still fighting the days away.

I watched in horror as the days were being swept,
Minutes and passing seconds,
As well as my millenniums.
How careless could I be?

But in the end it all turn right,
As clear as day as dark as night,
In my self proclaimed right,
I am allowed to live.

And live shall I do in this Guild made with fairies,
Where one by one the question is asked.
Where on earth or,
Do fairies have tails?

And in between the years,
I’ll have fights and brawls,
With my second family,
That I live with.


FAIRY TAIL

Monday, December 29, 2014

Réflexion

Elle me regarder,
Regarder à travers moi,
Comme si je suis verre à la lumière.

Me voir, mais ne pas, pas me voir,
Comme si sa réflexion est moi,
Son miroir est moi.
Sa vie est ma vie.
Je suis son sosie,
Mais je suis toujours moi.

Mais suis-je le moi que je veux être,
Suis-je le genre de personne qui me reflète?
Est la personne que je vois,
Regarder avec des yeux vitreux droit dans les miens,
Le jumeau que je ne savais pas,
Ou est-ce juste une illusion folle que j'ai envie?

Est-ce une illustration que j'ai dessiné,
Seulement à l'oubli?
Qu'est-ce que c'est?
Est-ce moi?

Je sais que je ne suis pas qui je suis censé être,

Mais comment une fille peut gérer cela?

My Christmas Carol

What happens when you see the first star,
Of this new year.
What about the sunset or moonrise.
Of this new year.

First there was one year.
Where there were lots of toys to share.
In the end of that year.
We were unstoppable.
We made things possible.

In the start of the year,
Where we are together.
In the end of our time,
In the new time again.
In the future,
Where our lives are plenty.
Where there is more hope and freedom.

I pick one day that I seem to know.
I sing about the topic of my choice.
And I seem to see that you know what choice I made.
Its all about red and green today where theres elfs and many toys to play.
Where the merrier the spirit there is more fun.
Where this season is happy for everyone.

Sleep by the fireplace.
Where the stories will be told.
Where we are together in this world celebrating this time of joy.

Sleep now my many children,
With the heart of gold.
And in the morning Santa will bring the toys and days of laughter to you.

I wish you now,
A year of joy,
Where our troubles will never come,
And our days of youth shall come again the days of Christmas are today.
Now all of us,
No matter who.
We will be harmonizing in joy and carols of all.

I wish thee a Merry Christmas.
And dont forget a Happier New Year.