Ladybug
Gold Membership
 Birthday: 1946-12-05
Age: 65
Job/Hobbies: work with children, poetry, music
Registration date: 2008-07-06
 |  Subject: POETRY BY LADYBUG Thu Jul 31, 2008 2:20 pm | |
| I've had enough
Why does he feel this way
what have I done
he yells, you do nothing right
get out of my sight
What happened here
can't he ever be nice
he yells, you overcooked the food
get out of my sight
He's back again in a rage
what now is all I say
better watch your mouth
get out of my sight
How does he do it
mean and cruel always
you are so stupid
get out of my sight
You're a mess
anger thrown at me
don't you ever listen
get out of my sight
He's not happy here
wish he'd leave me alone
what did you say
whack, slap, bam!!!!!!!
Will he ever be good
what is it I don't understand
once we loved each other
now it's , get out of my sight
Did you fill the car
Did you get the cash
all I get is did you, did you
I do nothing that's right
That's it, NO MORE I YELL
I've had enough, get out
Don't even think I have a doubt
Now, get out of my sight.
he left that day with no return
I had the life i so deserve
thankyou lord for the strength
to show this man that I was right.
Clowning Around
Circus in town with many clowns
standing up and sitting dowm
running here, running there
then you don't see him anywhere
He wears his smile upside down
the many faces of a silly clown
makes others do funny sound
laughing , falling on the ground
His nose is big an very red
wear an orange wig upon his head
his clothes are large, often fall down
that's the life of a silly clown
He sits in car all to small
the audience shouts out your to tall
he's out of car and heading out
all the little children give him a shout
soon a parade of many clowns
join the audience what a sound
then it happens from way up high
blown from a cannon in the sky
every eye watching that clown
falling fast right towards the ground
others rush with net to catch
that silly clown who missed the net
not to worry that's not the best
he hit the floor which did the rest
of bouncing him up upon the net.
FATHER LISTEN
Father I know your listening
to all I have to say
Even when I'm whispering
you hear me anyway
I'm know longer three years old
I'm an adult whose life you stole
I've grown up in many ways
I now use words I want to say
I'm as pretty as flowers in May
you are gone you've passed away
I still can see the sly old smile
as if I were still a child
I have memories that are sad
how you treated me so bad
I know now just what it was
something worst then takng drugs
Yes you drank and we all paid
for your gambling, drinking days
You may have thought that you were boss
no more father, I have fought
Everyday to find a way
to make each day a special day
School was what I wanted most
went back later then most folks
I know that you would not agreed
Now I've graduated with third degrees
Yes dear father you should know
I no longer will let you row
This life is mine and I won't share
sitting up there your jobs to stare.
Written By Louisaa_Lou
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