By Alessandria Adkison
Allie you’re a
Chosen child you’re mine but
Not by birth
But just the same
We feel good knowing
We have each
Other to cherish
And to hold
You’re also a priceless
Maddie you are
Also a chosen child
You’re also mine
But not by birth
But to have you
Is a blessing that
I thank god
By Fiona Rose
Born of gold from the sun was her hair
beautiful as the pink roses her skin was fair
Eyes brighter than the moon, and bluer than the bluest ocean afar
her eyes held such beauty like that of a star
lips a dark scarlet like that of a rose spoke words of devotion to the lover she chose
born of angels tears and God’s grace
she was born an angelic pure beauty dressed
in fine linen and lace
Everyone’s version of success is different. What do you want?
Where do you see yourself?
Do you let the opinion of others affect you?
At the end of the day?
Are they the ones making your dreams come true?
The way you face things is up to you?
Will you leave this world feeling accomplished or blue?