Some families dont agree,
Some families dont mingle,
Some families are just too different,
And if I had a million dollars,
I'd run away to another place.
Maybe then they'll understand that
Its okay to not agree,
Its okay to not mingle,
Its okay to be this different,
And maybe with time,
Theyll come to understand,
Why I prefer to love them from afar.
Chapter 2: Silent Intruder by leighbain, literature
Literature
Chapter 2: Silent Intruder
"The trouble with most people is that they think with their hopes or fears or wishes rather than with their minds."
- WilLeom Durant
Stepping lightly along the worn wooden floors beneath her frail toes; she curled her wispy fingers around the banister. She slowly drifting upwards towards the scent she was hunting, careful not to touch the delicate boards that might creak in their age giving her presence away. Reaching the top, she twirled like a twisted ballerina in her excitement. With a hint of a smile she wafted darkly towards the door on her left; one of many that lined the hallway. Pressing herself against it, she could smell her prey,
No river can return to its source, yet all rivers must have a beginning
- Native American Proverb
Slipping through the cold, black night, the young man adjusted the rucksacks thin straps and picked up his pace. Arriving at a small cottage in the middle of the woods, he rapped softly on the hard wooden door. With a creak the door opened slowly and an elderly woman stepped out, We must hurry, there isnt much time, did you bring it?
Patting the rucksack behind him, the young man nodded, as the woman gave simple instructions, Good, keep it covered up, its quite chilly tonight.
The two set
I have trouble
Seeing and
believing if God
exists.
My body bends
And pops
It creaks, it
moans.
It Horrifies some
by doing things
that no other body
Should.
My body hurts
And aches
It screams it
groans.
There are things
That ails
us all that
Shouldn't.
Yet I move on
With another
Snap, crackle,
pop.
I'm not a freak
Nor a
Cirque du Soliel
artist.
There are trials
and pitfalls
that other's don't
Have.
I shouldn't have to suffer
I shouldn't have to see
My husband in tears over
me.
I'm only human
So I'm sure
He'll Understand, Why I
Question.
If I have a little trouble
That in a just world
If God exis
You're surgery was
Quite the success!
I've learned my lesson well.
My silly, sister egged me on
to clip your knotted scallop.
Mangling your precious holes,
you unraveled before my very eyes!
Dying at my feet, you laid
once whole, now two halves remain.
My mother's hands saved you, (of course,
with my added supply of tears and sniffles).
So, whole again, repaired and recovered,
We dash out to the forest,
My dearest Woobie,
For our next escapade!
Deep within
These hazel eyes,
A child's smile,
A gentle at heart.
Deep within
These hazel eyes,
A flame burns bright
For you to see me
Deep within
These hazel eyes,
I'm only human
Can't all be forgiven?
Deep within
These hazel eyes,
You gaze beyond
And never see
Deep within
These hazel eyes,
A new spark burns
A new love grows
Deep within
These hazel eyes,
Mother, father,
Your time is up. For,
Deep within
These hazel eyes,
My new life begins
Just me and him.
Soft white fur specked with chocolate just where it counts
Regal blue eyes tell all who truly owns this house.
She struts like a princess carefully examining every room she enters
Primping and preening her coat, should a piece fall out of place.
Whining if her food dish is not filled high enough,
Or if the lowly pauper should wander too close;
With a burst of energy, she dashes here and there.
Stopping just short ~ should another eye catch her at play
Tilting her head, graciously reminding all,
'Princesses don't play, we here to be admired'
Finding her favorite place to relax,
She'll turn to jump onto the bed
But alas, even princ