share my favourite poems

What I want to be when I grow up

I want to be joyous and happy and free
I want to be what makes me,me

I want to be respecful and kind
I want to be the man who thinks with his mind

I want to stand up for myself and those yet to find their legs
I want to always stay away from drugs and kegs

I want to be an anomaly classified under no name other than my own
I want to do the best with what I am shown

I want to be all that I can be….and more
I want to always pick myself up off the floor

I want to use what I have, to do what I can
I want to be what I consider a man

I want to be the book who has found its shelf
but most importantly, I want to be myself
By Kendell Welch

The poem I remember That I wrote and posted here was chosen to be in some type of english literature book thing. all the english teachers get it is called crest I think adn they like show there students all the kick ass work in there. sweet.

LIFE’S TUG OF WAR

Life can seem ungrateful
and not always kind…

Life can pull at your heartstrings
and play with your mind…

Life can be blissful
and happy and free…

Life can put beauty
in the things that you see …

Life can place challenges
right at your feet…

Life can make good
of the hardships we meet…

Life can overwhelm you
and make your head spin…

Life can reward those
determined to win…

Life can be hurtful
and not always fair…

Life can surround you
with people who care …

Life clearly does offer
its ups and its downs…

Life’s days can bring you
both smiles and frowns…

Life teaches us to take
the good with the bad…

Life is a mixture
of happy and sad…

SO…

Take the life that you have
and give it your best…

Think positive be happy
let God do the rest…

Take the challenges that life
has laid at your feet…

Take pride and be thankful
for each one you meet…

To yourself give forgiveness
if you stumble and fall…

Take each day that is dealt you
and give it your all…

Take the love that you’re given
and return it with care…

Have faith that when needed
it will always be there…

Take time to find the beauty
in the things that you see…

Take life’s simple pleasures
let them set your heart free…

The idea here is simply
to even the score…

As you are met and faced with
Life’s Tug of War.

~ author unknown ~

I REMEMBER

I remember the cool tranquil nights

the forts in the endless cornfields

the super-secret hideout in the hayloft

the undisturbed peace….

the only father I ever knew

and the best friend I ever had

Those years were like a shimmering untouched haven isolated from misery

But I didnt know how bad it would hurt…

Not getting to say goodbye was like brushing my teeth with a disposable razor

I still remember sitting in the backseat of our old rundown stationwagon as we pulled out of our familliar driveway

My dad screaming and throwing apples at the car

I remember my soul being the apple that split on the windshield that day

heck, how could I forget

I remember staying in Sarah’s Inn for battered women

but hiding is what we really did

I remember whenever I threw a tantrum there I would shout

“Mary Welch is using violence”

but she never did

I also remember despising Oakpark

I still do

to me it is and always has been a cage

a cage of lost hope and despair

only allowing me glimpses of happiness through the cold iron bars

but not only that, it was keeping me from my old life

I remember all of this

But I can remember all I want

it wont make a differance

what happend, happend for a reason

.................

I just hope it’s a good one

by:me (kendell welch)