This poem is about her little girl...............that she refuses to let her adoptive family to have anything to do with.................she had abandoned her biological son.................now she wants everyone to feel sorry for her...............she abused her biological and adopted family............then she tells lies on them to get other people to pity her

A child's love is A precious gift, it's A gift of God a Blessing from above It's a love that is Touched by everyone's Heart and soul, it's Held forever within Never to be let go A child's smile is That of a star That shines so bright Near or far A child's words should Always be heard, no Matter where or Who they are A child's gift is A gift with a smile REBECCA BASRA

This poem is the truth, is about me. My dad molested me. I didn't lie on him to get him thown in jail. To be honest, he didn't serve a day in jail. He copped a plea. When I was younger, I blamed myself. I wanted to die. I was five years old when it started, and when it was all over, 9 years old. When I wrote the the truth will set her free. I was speaking of knowing that I was not the one to blame for what had happened to me. I was put into foster care, where I was called a liar everyday. Growing up I did not want to live. I had nothing to live for. I was eighteen years old and having violent nightmares. I met a man who helped me get passed my fears. But before passing judgement on something you jsut read, I think you might want to find out the full truth. I never lied about what happened. It is something that should never be lied about.

I close my eyes and we are dancing... beautiful dress sparkling skin pounding techno no rules rhythmic ecstasy treating space as if it were time speaking with only our bodies the background melts around us we loose ourselves and find each other ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Mindwalk On My Dreamscape the prose drips off my lips and flows onto the page with ease with each word I write I pull you deeper into my dreamscape the mindwalk begins my outstretched hands reach for yours as we journey together into a world of vibrant colors You are the magic that tickles my mind and soothes my restless soul you are my inspiration and I have never felt so beautiful as I do when I am dreaming of you ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Ani Ldodi, Vdodi Li (I am my Beloveds, and my Beloveds is Mine) To be held, felt, touched - down to the core, my body melts, yearning for more. He walks up behind me, and hugs me close, his arms wrap around my torso, lips resting gently upon my neck, passionate embrace, I can feel the stubble, on his not yet shaven face. I smile. He rubs his hands through my messy morning hair, and in every way possible lets me know that he's there - for me. Devlish smile, a sweet grin, the feel of his yellow Foxx sweatshirt on my skin, our minds and thoughts intertwined, we breathe in and we kiss. He continues to hold on as the puppies compete for his attention. They are ready for breakfast. I tickle him. Shhhhhh... just one more minute puppies. I never want this feeling of being loved to go away. The way he smiles, the way he touches me, he knows...everything; the way I like to be held, and what makes me cry, what to do when I just want to curl up and hide, how to make me melt, how to take care of me, and how to push me to be a better me. As we sip our lattes, and break our bread, I know that there's nothing I'd change, if I had to live my life over again. Nothing brings me greater joy, than being able to love him, and be loved in return. I would travel with him across the globe; for soon he will be my husband, and I am his - until death, from this life, and unto the next.

Hearing screams and desperate pleas for help, she awakens from a long deep sleep. She can't understand why the dreams are back, or why she's being haunted after so long. In the dark, she sees the man, telling her not to ever tell a soul. After some time, she goes back to sleep, not knowing for sure, where she will go. She is back in her old life now, one full of life. She has a family, siblings,and the family dog. In this life, she sees no pain, no worries or the troubles of the world. All of a sudden, her perfect life turns to grey. she can't understand how love's supposed to be this way. He tells her that she is beautiful and she is good. But she can't seem to scrub off the filth; every attempt turns to disaster. He tells her that this is how daddy's love their little girls. He tells her not to tell anyone of the precious bond shared between. She tries to tell the tale of what's been going on, but now this little girl is being shunned. Called a liar, saying daddy's don't do this to their little girls. Then this young woman awakens from this frightful dream. The day is dawning, time for this young girl to move on. She now knows that it ain't her fault, that she is truly a beautiful woman. She goes on, knowing the truth will set her free.