Under the tree

It's Christmas day.
I was awakened by my alarm at 6:00am in the morning I told myself to go back to sleep but sleep did not come easy so I gave up the impossible task and ascended the unendingly noisy stair case, by the time I got down there was no one around and I walked with silent footsteps to the couch and sat down, I made myself a pouch out of a blanket  and flipped the television on and watched some shows that don't need to be mentioned then I heard footsteps from up above I flipped off the TV so quickly and acted so swiftly, I laid my head down and acted asleep when mother came down in a rather sore leep, she touched my shoulder I held really still then she sat herself down in the recliner and dad came down and took care of her for she had a bad headache. I got up eagerly and asked rather dearly if I could open the presents under the tree my father sighed and said to me if I awaken my brothers from there deep slumber then I can discover that witch is under, so I got up and banged on their doors and awoke them up and ran down the stairs they came down all drowsy and we opened the presents under the tree.


But now looking down under the tree it looks so bare it isn't fare like when they where there.


So now I must wait until next year to awaken and look under the tree      

My big brother

Oh father watch over my big brother as he walks down the stage with his graduating class of 2010.

My big brother, he is always been my shoulder to cry on when I need it.
David is my friend as well as my brother.

He is pretty easy to talk to all though I  may not admit it freely to him but I could not survive without him.

I wish I could turn back the hands of time when we were both young and wild and had so much fun and keep things the way they are.

We may not always get along always but I still love him dearly!

It's so hard to believe that he is now nineteen and pursuing his career and is going to college starting a new chapter in his life, and I'm so proud to call him my brother though I'll never admit it.

He is my Gentle giant as I like to call him, he may look intimidating at first but once you get to know him you can see his gentle heart and good spirit.

I love the way that he is so easy to make happy or blush though it gets on my nerves alot but I still have to love him.

It's funny how he alway refers to my friends as spin heads and spazes but I'm sure he enjoys them in his own little way.

David may look like an adult but he has the heart of a five year old but he is still my brother.
And David will always be my big brother.
Nothing can change that!

In Wonder ( another random none rhyming poem that I wrote )

Have you ever wondered how the wind blows from the North to the South or how it blows from East to West?


I have always wondered how tall the trees will grow to and when they will stop growing and die?
Have you ever wondered how nature gets it's glow or how long the sky is,
Or when you'll find the end of the rainbow with the pot of gold or find true love like in the romance novels?


Have you ever thought about how long an average girl or boy must wait to find their special someone who will love them for just being their own person?


Do you ever wonder how the sky stays such a deep shade of blue and how the sun seems to follow your every movement?


I'm always trying to find anew way to get away from pain and a way to get away from my and other's pain but I am still searching for that outlet as of now.


Have you ever made a promise that you just can't keep or wondered how people can be crying one moment and laughing the next?
Have you ever wondered how the trees stay so green and so bright and tall?


I often wonder how the earth is round and not flat?


I'm always in constant wonder at all the good and the bad things all around me and wait for some sort of change.


But till then I'll always be in deep wonder!  

Dear Father: a poem that does not really rhyme

Why do we weep when nothing happens?
Why do we try to be what we are not?


Where do the leaves from the trees go to?
Where do the broken hearts of ages go?


When will we be free of all hardships?
When will the blind see and the deaf hear?


Why do we change our selves to please others?


Where will I die, Where will I live?


People say that change is good and life is bad,
They say that there is no purpose in life that we are to just have fun.
But what is fun?
What is love?
Those are the right questions to ask.  


Who will I be, Where will I go, and what will I say
is what I want to know?


Why do we say and do different things?
Why do promises turn into lies?
And why does love turn into hate?
That's what I want to know.


When will we excepted just as we are?
Why do we long to be first and make others last?
Why do those who can see not see the truth and those who hear don't listen to direction?  
Who says that right is wrong and wrong is right?


Where will we be ten or twenty years from now, and what will we know that we don't know now?


When will love never end and right always win?
Who knows what the future holds?
When in time will we realize our faults and make a change in our lives?


Why don't we make a change in other's lives and not just our own?


When will we except that there is a God in heaven who loves us no matter what, and that he sent his son Jesus to save us?


Father why do we feel pain and sorrow in the evening but in the morning light we feel gladness?


When in time will there be peace on earth and in our hearts?
All good Questions that deserve good answers.
Why does no one every ask or answer these questions is what I would like to know?