Hopes and dreams and far bigger things
Fill my mind as I stare at the screen
Sqeeking chairs and roller coasters
Life is full of obnoxious boasters

Pretty voices praising God

But someone is always there to applaud

Annoying rides home with the one you loved

While they sit and say it with a mean shove

Jealousy and strife fill the air

I sit and watch this awful affair

Robbing each other of God's power

Wishing they were like us turns their heart sour

Pretending to love Him with all their hearts

I wish they'd realize pretending's not smart

Don't play this game anymore

You're only leaving your own heart sore

The wind is breezing through my hair

As it runs across my face, I feel a gentle kiss.

Music is dancing through the trees.

One "note" falls and lands on my lap.

A simple leaf, once so full of life

Now lay here breathless, thanks to cold nights.

I pick it up and hold it with such gentle care

Wondering if it's been through what I've been through.

I set it down beside me gently and let it lay to rest.

I stand up and walk quietly over to a swing,

Swaying back and forth because of the harsh winds.

I quickly put my hand on it and I feel it's coldness abruptly,

Wondering if it's been through what I've been through.

I let it go and lean against a pole.

I think about the first time he held my hand.

I was scared of the dark, but he was there to make it better.

The taste of his kiss was sweet and gentle,

But now I feel as if I am lying dead.

Breathless.

Twinkle twinkle pretty light

Dim yourself to match thee

Light up again and sing a song

Wishing you were not a tree

Dance the dance of Jesus's birth

Dance the love song

Is this rehursed?

Flicker flicker little fire

Bringing warmth to those

In white attire

Wave the song of Jesus's birth

Wave the love song

This must be rehursed!

Trod trod little cat

Making little noise

Swing your tail left and right

You walk with much poise

Run the dance of Jesus's birth

Pounce the love song

Also this is rehursed!

Beat young heart

When his thought is near

Pound pound pound the song

Open my eyes and play the beat

Beat the song of Jesus's birth

Play the love song

No, none of this is rehursed.

PS check out the poem below also! :-D