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All the roads that I have traveled

And things that I have seen.

All merge at this one place

As I spin upon this carousel

Of Earth, Of time and space.



I stand upon this shoreline

And as the tide comes in

I can't help but to reflect

On all the places that I've been.



I think of all the paths

I once walked on as a child

All the lessons that I had to learn

While at the time seemed hardest of all.

Were actually quite mild.



All the roads that I have traveled

And things that I have seen.

All merge at this one place

As I spin upon this carousel

Of Earth, time and space.



And then there were the valleys

That I found along lifes way.

While they all were dark and gray

And for a path around them I did pray.

I made it through and somehow found

That sunshine lay ahead.



All the roads that I have traveled

And things that I have seen.

All merge at this one place

As I spin upon this carousel

Of Earth, time and space.



Written by: Jennifer Widener

~FP~

Silently I sit

Alone by this pond.

Tossing my pebbles in

One at a time.



My emotions are whirling,

My mind is twirling

And lonely I sit

Crying tears of an angel.



Slowly the ripples

Fade into the banks

As silently I cry

And the tears start to puddle.



My emotions are whirling,

My mind is twirling

And lonely I sit

Crying tears of an angel.



With each toss of a pebble

Another memory flashes.

Of times that I just cannot

Bear to remember.



My emotions are whirling,

My mind is twirling

And lonely I sit

Crying tears of an angel.



The wind it is blowing

And tickles my wings

As it brings to the surface

Memories of happier times.



My emotions are whirling,

My mind is twirling

And lonely I sit

Crying tears of an angel.



Times that were innocently

Left there behind.

As life and all forces

Became violently unkind.



My emotions are whirling,

My mind is twirling

And lonely I sit

Crying tears of an angel.



So, as I sit on the banks

Of this pond that is peaceful

Each pebble I toss is another

Memory lost.



My emotions are whirling,

My mind is twirling

And lonely I sit

Crying tears of an angel.



Down to the bottom

The pebble will sink

And hold down the memory

Burying it deep.



My emotions are whirling,

My mind is twirling

And lonely I sit

Crying tears of an angel.



Alone by the pond

I silently sit

Enjoying the breeze

And the flutter of wings

As once more I cry

Silent tears of an angel.



Written by: Jennifer Widener

~FP~

I am so utterly alone,

No one care about me.

I want to die, and just be gone.

To Heaven or Hell, either would make me happy.



I can take no more of this woe.

I can't stand this empty feeling inside.

To be alone, not near friend or foe.

Making me unhappy, wanting desperately to hide.

My true feelings torn with this world of woe.

Then I lay down to cry.



My life is going to end,

On this faithful hour.

So Good-bye my friend

And remember, love is the greatest power.

They will bring you sorrow and pain

Never to make you happy.



Written by: Jennifer Widener

~FP~

Once upon a time, there was a man and a woman that lived in a rather run-down house. One day they decided that they were going to do something to improve their houses appearance.

So, in their front yard they planted a rosebush. The rosebush would have been beautiful had they only taken the time to care for it.

Down the road there lived a boy who delivered the paper. He passed by that house everyday on his route. One day he stopped at that house and asked them about the rosebush. He seemed interested in it even though it lacked life. That day he made up his mind that he was going to do everything within his power to see that rosebush flourish.

Everyday he came and watered, trimmed, and talked to that rosebush. He did this for weeks and nothing happened. But, one hot, Spring day he was thrilled to find that the rosebush had produced a single bud.

After that happened, it were as if that boy lost interest and no longer cared. As he rode his bike down the street he didn't care whether he missed hitting that bush. Even though she were betrayed she was determined that she would thrive. So, despite the consequences a few weeks later there burst into bloom; a single, red rose.

She was the most beautiful flower on the block; and caught quite a few stares. But, then one Summer day the rosebush was invaded by crows. They pecked and clawed at the bush for hours and then flew away. Everyone was certain that the rosebush would die.

Summer passed, the winds of change blew and the harsh snows of Winter fell. Still, the rosebush stood tall. Then, Spring returned and once again the bush produced a single bud; which several weeks later burst into bloom. Revealing the beautiful red rose hidden inside, and that was the way it went for years.

Until finally, one summer day, a lady who happened to be passing that way spotted the rose and stopped to admire its beauty. After smelling it she turned to go but instead, she turned around and went to pick the rose. She took it home with her where cared for it until it rooted and then she carefully planted it in her front yard.

One day many years later, a man moved into the house next door to her. As he stood in the yard talking to her, he couldn't help but notice the lovely rosebush full of blooms in her front yard and inquired. She told him the story of how she came to possess a bush so beautiful and lovely. After telling the story, she waited for his reply; he didn't say a word. He only walked over and nuzzled the rose to his cheek, as the tears rolled from his eyes.

As he walked back across his yard he looked over his shoulder at the bush once again. He couldn't believe the beauty of seeing the bush full of red roses.



Written by: Jennifer Widener

~FP~