Despair at what we see is understandable;
Conditions in the world can make us gag.
With evil so extensive and expandable,
We feel it does no good to raise our flag.
It's easy to conclude there's no reforming it,
And cry, "I only want to fly away!"
But when we're born again, we are not born to quit;
We're born to work while it is called today.
The contributions each of us can make appear
So useless; that's a feeling I know well.
Keep striving anyway, and never break in fear;
The final score is for Our Lord to tell.
The servant whom the Master will give honor to
Is one who's in the fight till the last breath.
So don't sit down while hoping He will honor you;
Keep trying, and be faithful unto death.
Yes, that heroine in "The Nightmare Before Christmas" was an appealing character, and viewers DID want to shout at Jack to take notice of her.
Oh dear Oh dear Oh dear!
What am I to do?
I'll be turning 13 soon
like mother nature did to you!
I'll be blamed for all the faults
a teen is the critic's target
My mystery lives come to screeching halts
I must confess to everything like a miniature st. Margaret*
I dread the day,november 14 to be exact
when I get the extra letters in my age
and when I commit accidental rage
My record won't be intact
Theres ups and downs I know,as many as can be
but I'll stick to what shakespeare said
Nothings good between the ages of 10 and 23
I wish there weren't any years there instead
*I'm not sure who this is,I'm just using the rhyme
I agree on everything you said about growing up in this poem.
'your parents understanding or not? Mine are well....easing into the idea. I feel still treated as a kid yet unaccustomed to some new privileges.
I wonder when boys'll start wanting to date me. Because I want to have the fun of beating them with the baseball bat...maybe dad will let me share
I guess that are. I don't have spin outs but I do act a bit weird. My mom understands all the girl stuff though.
Boys will never date me, but that's ok. I'm fine with it.
Boy, would I like to beat up some boys at my school. they can be a bit.....weird.
awwwww,you'll blossom. Everyone in my family thinks I'm very confident and I'm pretty popular with other people but I do have things I don't like about myself(I.e my humongous ham legs,I'm curvy.)
Never let the silly things get you down though,embrace them! There are boys who'll like you when you're older.
I would like to beat up certain boys too. Especially Isaiah(who the "when you laughed" poem is written for) because he just makes me sooo mad sometimes! he acts as if when you turn 15 you're all superior and know everything. well hey bud! I'm in your age group too! I may be a blockhead when it comes to math but what about practical skills? just getting you to laugh is a great feat! sheesh...see me point?
Oh dear Oh dear Oh dear!
What am I to do?
I'll be turning 13 soon
like mother nature did to you!
I'll be blamed for all the faults
a teen is the critic's target
My mystery lives come to screeching halts
I must confess to everything like a miniature st. Margaret*
I dread the day,november 14 to be exact
when I get the extra letters in my age
and when I commit accidental rage
My record won't be intact
Theres ups and downs I know,as many as can be
but I'll stick to what shakespeare said
Nothings good between the ages of 10 and 23
I wish there weren't any years there instead
*I'm not sure who this is,I'm just using the rhyme
For my new found nerdism......
Hey looks it Doctor who!
Doctor who?
Yes Doctor who!
Oh him?
Yes him! Doctor who!
Why don't you ask him his name?
No,its Doctor Who!
I know,now go ask him his name.
I know,its Doctor Who!
If you're not going to ask him I am!
But ITS DOCTOR WHO!
I KNOW,what IS HIS NAME!
Doctor Who.
WHHY DON'T YOU ASK HIM HIS NAME?
HIS NAME IS DOCTOR WHO!
Oooooohhhhh....
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