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A Brother's Love July 1, 1986
CHRISTMAS TIME December 25, 1985
FRIENDS & LOVERS November 7, 1985
GODS' CREATION May 25, 1996
God's Strength 1990
Happy Birthday May 11, 1986
Love Is March, 1997
My House, My Rooms Feb 23, 2003
MY PRAYER June 20, 1983
Prayer of Sorrow Oct 11, 2001
SOMETIMES December, 1986
"BEAUTY" 1990
"Darling" Had since h.s.
"God" Jan , 2003
"Lost Love" February, 2003
"LOVE" August 7, 1986
"Marriage" June 25, 2003
"MY MOM" December 25, 1995
"MY SON" February 17, 1989
"Thanksgiving" Thanksgiving, 1985
Prayer of Sorrow
My 9/11/01 Prayer of Sorrow

I cry many many tears,
But still my heart sears

My tears keep falling like rain,
My heart beating like a train

At the tradgedy that was done
By that killer bin Laden bum

To watch all those buildings fall
That were once so majestic and tall

The smoke, fires and the people screaming
I hoped and prayed that I was dreaming

But soon came to know and realize
That so many lives would be forever immortalized

I hope I am still alive when bin Laden dies
For surely there won’t be many who cries

There will be much rejoicing at his demise
Which won’t be much of a surprise

To main and kill so many lives
We had to have had many spies

The innocent children, women and men
Who God had forgiven for their sins

This dog thinks his life and religion are better?
I think he must have taken quite a header

How could another who thanks his God is Great
Be so cruel and filled with hate?

Destroying is his only trait!
One day soon he will take our bait

He runs and he hides like a little mouse
Someday he will die without a doubt!

Maybe I am wrong, but I hope and pray that is “US” that get him
And forever make his life a living hell

Keep him in a prison of families he maimed and killed
That is one of the ways he can always be billed.

Each year on the anniversary of 9/11/01 I will remember
This horrible day of early September

Those towers and all those who were will always be in our hearts
Though each year it will be like a spear through our souls

Oct 11, 2001