this is a poem written by Kathy Travis.. 
 HEAVEN NOW
A blink grasps all the peace I need,
To surrender to my enticing vision,
Of her eternal peace and happiness,
From fate's final decision,
 
For the life of my whole body comes to a grinding halt,
Believing with certainty that this is my fault,
For in your suffering and aguish too,
From the incurable damage I couldn't save you,

Forgive me for failing you,
In that your only peace was death,
For now I hear the angels calling,
As you take your final breath,
 
Cursing this illness as my own true foe,
Those few days of tourment that wouldn't leave you alone,
And now finally forces you to unwilling let go,
 
Don't cry,
Just realize,
Take one last look at us,
And close your eyes,
 
The silence of your absence is deafening,
The darkness of your non-existence is blinding,
Once again I struggle alone in this world,
Another smile there is no hope in finding,
 
Til death do us part,
For all it is worth,
You exist in heaven now,
And I'm imprisoned on earth.
"my Name is Sarah" 

am but three, 

My eyes are swollen 

I cannot see, 

I must be stupid 

I must be bad, 

What else could have made 

My daddy so mad? 

I wish I were better 

I wish I weren't ugly, 

Then maybe my mommy 

Would still want to hug me. 

I can't speak at all 

I can't do a wrong 

Or else I'm locked up 

All the day long. 

When I awake I'm all alone 

The house is dark 

My folks aren't home 

When my mommy does come 

I'll try and be nice, 

So maybe I'll get just 

One whipping tonight. 

Don't make a sound! 

I just heard a car 

My daddy is back 

From Charlie's Bar. 

I hear him curse 

My name he calls 

I press myself 

Against the wall 

I try and hide 

From his evil eyes 

I'm so afraid now 

I'm starting to cry 

He finds me weeping 

He shouts ugly words, 

He says its my fault 

That he suffers at work. 

He slaps me and hits me 

And yells at me more, 

I finally get free 

And I run for the door. 

He's already locked it 

And I start to bawl, 

He takes me and throws me 

Against the hard wall. 

I fall to the floor 

With my bones nearly broken, 

And my daddy continues 

With more bad words spoken. 

“I'm sorry!", I scream 

But its now much too late 

His face has been twisted 

Into unimaginable hate 

The hurt and the pain 

Again and again 

Oh please God, have mercy! 

Oh please let it end! 

And he finally stops 

And heads for the door, 

While I lay there motionless 

Sprawled on the floor 

My name is Sarah 

And I am but three,
Tonight my daddy 

Murdered me. 
 this is a fwd. that my friend sent to me. I can relate to it a lot. I want all of you to hear this. thank you.
 					One Life Story 		
	Darkness surrounding me.
	Thoughts running through my mind. 
	As in the silnence;
	Thoughts run through my mind like a race againest time.
	Why so many hurts?
	Did I do something wrong?
	Is that why so many hurts in this one life time?

	Blades, Knives, and pills as mine.
	Hard touchs across my body.
	Loud cuss words screamed in my face.
	Tear rolls down my cheak.
	Why am I cryin?

	My Daddy comes home from a long day of work.
	Beer in his hands.
	He looks at me as he pops the cap. 
	I run for the door;
	But it's already locked.
	Why am I cryin?

	Go to School,
	The teacher asks me to bring Zack to class. 
	He touchs me as I scream for help.
	Locked in, 
	Trapped in a corner no escape.
	Why am I cryin?

	Soft touchs across my body.
	Fingers running through my hair;
	As the months went by.
	Such a beautiful feeling I have never had.
	Letter given to me by my love.
	Why am I cryin?

	Everyone I have loved;
	It's as if I was nothing to them.
	Never cared for me.
	Just cause I tried to be like them.
	They called me names,
	But the most common was a wannabe.
Why am I cryin?

	As I stand in the hall.
	A staring face looking at me.
	Not to know he would be the one.
	Gone away for a year.
	Why am I cryin?

	Looking around I see something better than me.
	Better looking.
	A better life.
	You could hear the sriens.
	I was rushed to the hospital. 
	Low iron not enough calcuim.
	Why am I cryin?

	An out cast.
	No one liked.
	People used me to fight their battles.
	And people wonder why I'm cryin.
	Throw me away to my emotions. 
	Let them take over. 

	I pop the pills one by one.
	3 hours of crying.
	Reading once that was my life.
	Writting to whom I loved that night.
	Why am I cryin?
	
	 Darkness surrounding me.
	Thoughts running through my mind. 
	As in the silnence;
	Thoughts run through my mind like a race againest time.
	Why so many hurts?
	Did I do something wrong?
	Is that why so many hurts in this one life time?


 
 THE DANDELION 
The Dandelion Is The Sun,
Bringing Joy To Everyone.

Wind Goes Through The Grass,
Making A Swishing While It Pass. 

The Flower Is Soft And Also Sticky,
While The Steam Is Smooth And Icky.

You Can Throw Them In A Pan,
But I'm Not So Sure About A Can.

These Are Homes For Many Bugs,
Soft Of Like Some Rugs.

Pull Them Apart And They Will Twirl,
And If You Throw Them In The Air They Just Might Whirl.

Landing Pads For A Bee,
Or Maybe Even Three.

Dandelions Are The Sun,
Bringing Joy To Everyone.


We met years ago. 
We were just friends then.
Yeas have past since then,
And now we are more than just that.

I thought I was in love before,
But I was just misled.
Since the moment we kissed,
I was put back on track.
You've change the world around me,
And the way I think.
I thank you for this,
As I never forget the times we shared,
As the years passed by,
I hope we become more than what we have right now.




A young man stressing everthing he can.
Kicked out at a young age to be all that he can. 
A thug in his perspective,
Knows all he knows from his idle. 
Whatever he wants he gets.
A lady killer, that's what he is.
Won my love by just saying my name,
It's all just apart of his little game.
Sent away from his love for 2 years,
Not knowing what she would do or stay true.
Everynight she wrote him love leters,
She used to whisper in his ear nobody did it better.
Now he is gone,
But after his comforting she is strong.
While her little thug waits patiently for her hand,
She does everything she can to stay true.
What would you do?... 
I'm waiting to say "I do." 
	by,
	Jenifer Marie Russell

I love you Josh. With all my heart.
 Written on 7/2/01


Every now and then,
People walk up to me and ask my name.
Although I'm almost wed.
That's why I ignore the game.
Even though I may reply by saying hi.
That means nothing,
If that means my man will say good bye.
'Cause if I lost him, 
My world would be incomplete.
That probably means I'd have to get on my hands and feet,
To have my most normal heat,
Back in my life, 
Next to me,
Forever.
 By, ~Jennifer~
     (  JMR )
To: Josh ( my baby )
My one true love, and the person I want to spend the rest of my life with. 
 I do love you and I hope you know I will not leave you for another man.
          ~ your boo ~
      ( Written 7/25/01 )

I belive that luck isn't everything. You get farther, and feel better if you work hard. When you work hard, a lot of the time you can be proud of yourself saying, "Wow I did that all by myself, and I didn't take the easy way out!"
	Luck is sometimes everything, or almost everything to some people. But what if something doesn't go the way you thought it would go because "I'm so lucky, I can do anything. Everything will be the way I want it to be." Do you all of a sudden relise that luck isn't all you thought it was, or do toy still go on believing you are the luckiest person on earth? It doesn't always work out like that. Luck can sometimes be real, but doesn't make you successfulin life. I mean yeah, my uncle won 1 million dollars on a scratch off ticket, but he knows that he still has to work to support his family.
 	I believe working hard is better than luck because, luck doesn't always come to you. But you can so whatever you want to if you work hard. All the big musicains didn't get where they were from luck. They worked hard, to get where they are. And you should too.