14 Years old
There is nothing in the world like love...
Love is everywhere and known in many ways. There's the love of your country, a little girl to her new, soft, cuddly kitten, a boy and a girl. Friendship is love. Telling secrets to your friends and knowing they'll understand you and won't tell is love. It can be shown and given in so many ways.
But, why can't all the people of the world love?
Background: Students were given an assignment to keep a weekly journal. I was trying to understand the reasons why love and hate could exist equally in the world and captured this in my journal.
I've always talked about writing a book of my poetic verse since I can remember. Here they are. They tell the story of a woman's life from girl to teen to young woman and adult. It's not always pretty, but you can see the stages, changes and feelings that can encompass a woman's life - that made up my life. This is my story. Maybe you can find a little of yourself here. Enjoy!
1.14.2011
July 4th, 1970
12 years old
"Roses are red, my love
Violets are blue
Sugar is sweet, my love
But, not as sweet as you."
- Bobby Vinton
Background: My mother had died one year earlier. I was very sad and wrote the words to this song in my diary while remembering her.
"Roses are red, my love
Violets are blue
Sugar is sweet, my love
But, not as sweet as you."
- Bobby Vinton
Background: My mother had died one year earlier. I was very sad and wrote the words to this song in my diary while remembering her.
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