Seafood?

The world is your oyster
People shout and say
Carpe Diem
Seize the day!

You can be what you want to
You can choose what you do
You have the power
To carry on through

Climb all your mountains
Swim through that sea
Don't look down now
We shall be free

If it sounds too good to be true
Or looks like a duck, no disguise
Then maybe its just too easy
Do you want that kind of prize?

A girl has a whole lot of choices
There is a lid for every pot
And if you are feeling downhearted
Be happy with what you've got

But what of those who aren't interested?
Those who don't break the mold
I long to know what is out there
And I rarely do what I'm told

So if you send me a message
And tell me to hang in there
I'll give back that pearl the world gave me
And cry because life is not fair.

Too Much

It is all too much
For me to hear right now
I'm just not ready
Can't you see?
I'm unsteady
I just need to be confused for a while

What you said today
Made me angry
And bold
You can't give me news like that
With no one to hold
I just need to be mad for a while

You've broken my heart
In two
Or six million four
Did you mean to do that
We've got an uneven score
I just need to be sad for a while

These emotions are piling
And growing big too
Who's fault is it
I need someone to blame
Or to throw a fit
I just need to be crazy for a while

Quit telling me how
That I should feel
You just can't see
All that she
Meant to me
I just need my mom for a while

Merry Christmas

Merry Christmas

Merry Christmas Mama,
It's my favourite time of year,
With all the lights outside shining,
And bellys full of Christmas cheer.

Merry Christmas Mama,
Can you see me from above?
I baked your favourite treats today,
They were all made with love.

Merry Christmas Mama,
Oh how I wish you were here,
To hold me and laugh,
The way you did last year.

Merry Christmas Mama,
I'm going shopping again today,
Lots of gifts to purchase,
(And one for me, by the way!)

Merry Christmas Mama,
Can you see how excited the kids are?
Making their crafts, writing to Santa.
Hoping he'll write from afar?

Merry Christmas Mama,
I guess I'm doing alright,
But I sure miss you mama,
Beside my tree, alone tonight.

IF

As promised...poem based on Chantel's original...I kept a lot of the words the same (in some cases entire verses - 'cause they worked...ps - its not my best work, I'm under no delusions...it's kinda about how I'm scared he'll forget me and we'll lose touch. We really had the makings of a lifelong friendship, but we needed more time to develop it. I hate that.

IF

It scares me to speak my mind
It might sound self-absorbed
I don't say half of what I think
I wonder what I'm thinkin' for

I'm smellin' your cologne
And listenin' to your laugh again
I'm singin' 'bout a friend thats gone
And writin' with this dried up pen

Wish I still had my imaginary friend
And who really cares now
Just who will I talk to?
Everyone's just waitin' for me to fail
Kinda like millionaire

I'm smellin' your cologne
And listenin' to your laugh again
I'm singin' 'bout a friend thats gone
And writin' with this dried up pen
Wish I still had my imaginary friend

Wish I still had my imaginary friend
Someone to listen,
Someone to call
Someone to hold, at the right time

I'm smellin' your cologne
And listenin' to your laugh again
I'm singin' 'bout a friend thats gone
And writin' with this dried up pen
Wish I still had my imaginary friend

Wish I still had my imaginary friend
And I would call him up
But he doesn't know my name

Yellow Roses

Yellow Roses
A single Yellow Rose
Lay upon the dusty mound
A symbol of the memory
For another teardrop found

Once around that Yellow Rose
There was laughter oh so near
Now it simply lies alone
No smiles beside it here

The Yellow Rose remembers
The lessons life had taught
It cries out to who will listen
About the battles it had fought

Oh Yellow Rose, oh Yellow Rose
Won't you please stand tall
?Mind the trouble in the way
No jeers should make you fall

That Yellow Rose was there for you
Before, remember when?
Take that with you, to keep you strong,
Until you begin again.

Voice

My mother is the voice inside my head
She is the one telling me to say "I'm sorry"
And to give that person a hug instead
Of crying, screaming or shouting outloud.

I hear her telling me that it will be alright,
That sometimes our days don't work out
How we wanted to, inspite
Of how hard we worked.

Sometimes her voice it calls to me
And reminds me that I have worth
That I have the strength to see
How much I have to offer the world.

It happens to me every day
When I'm emailing a friend or just
having a chat, not much to say
But she makes sure my words are kind.

She speaks to me of truth, of passion and tenderness
Of joy and courage and committment
She says I should accept nothing less
Of myself or of the other who surround me.

My mom reminds me to have fun
To think happy thoughts each day
To take a nap in the sun
At least once in a while.

Her voice is ever-present
And it will remain that way
For modeled what success meant
For her daughters here today.

Dear Mom

Dear Mom

I called you today,
Just to let you hear,
How much I miss you,
And wish you were near.

I called you today,
With thoughts all spinning 'round,
About this new job I've got,
And new friends I've found.

I called you today,
When I was feeling blue,
Because someone said something,
That just wasn't true.

I called you today,
To laugh at a joke,
To tell you a story,
About why my car's broke.

I called you today,
To talk about life,
To say there's a man,
Who will make me his wife.

I called you today,
To celebrate with me,
I've bought a new house,
I've picked up the key!

I called you today,
Did you hear the news?
I'm going to be a mommy,
What name should I chose?

I called you today,
Because I don't think its fair,
Each time I call you,
You're away, you're not there.

I called you today,
To say I'll be alright,
I'm going to try heaven's line,
To talk to you tonight.