It's Raining

its raining hard with thunder bolts,

and lighting with a thousand volts,

you try your hardest to keep dry,

it seems the rain wont let you by,

you make a dash from door to door,

trying to dodge the hard down pour,

it cant be beat that endless flow,

you cant shelter from it all night you know,

so brave the torrent and make a dash,

and ignore the thunder volts that crash,

just come on home its cozy here,

And I will say I love you dear.

Done By: Rebekah Easom

Are There Pawprints In Heaven

I hear of a place that is made of gold,

a place where we shall never grow old,

But one answer I have not heard at all,

will there be paw prints from my little dog?

He promised us joy right from the start,

I just wonder if she'll be a part.

So as I sit here and dream of the day,

I wonder if heaven she will stay?

When your walking down with the saints of old

take a glimpse of that new road and if there you shall see,

Maybe a pawprint just for me.

Done By: Missy Davis

The First Thing I Have Ever Done

the first time we spoke

my ears heard a song

the first time we met

my eyes sang along

the first movie I spent

cuddled in your arms

in the background I heard

the whispering of charms

the first time you said

I love you to me

the sounds of my heart

could have parted the sea

all the first in the past

and the first still ahead

all the laughter and fun

and tears that we've shed

such a beautiful song

written by our life

perhaps can continue

as husband and wife

I love you forever

from this moment on

my love will be written

in a poem or a song

Done By: Tiffany Klien

Beauty

I am the resplendent shine of a flower,

Fiery in crimson joy upon the soil,

Scintillating, an ember in cyan,

I, never, fade in your world.

I am the tiny wings of a rose,

Luminous at dusk and blazing at dawn,

Gleaming in happiness like a polar star,

Illuminate your galaxy all the time.

Done By: Tri N Tran

Roses

No matter where you see a Red Rose

Whether it’s in a store or wild and free

You always see it withering

There’s never a chance to grieve until it’s gone

But if you look onto a Yellow Rose

The color is always perfect

The petals are never drooping

And they’re always of abundance

Done By: Jacquelyn Upton