Just telling the world that my son has done God's work. I'm proud to say that he's every where still alive. He lives on through the gift of life to special people Devin was also hanging on to life.
As I look at your face I see those magical eyes that tell me wake up and realize you and I were meant to be it is written in the heavens, the stars and all through the seas.
Simply remember that no two of us are alike each of us is special and unique.Even if we come from the same family.
This is a poem about my life as poor boy needing the help of others. We all need a little help to get us on our right path of life. Some of us put that help to proper use others just miss use that help.
Awakened by the morning light Was blinded by the sun so bright Saw skies so blue land clouds so white I prayed the day would just go right Felt warm, sunny and full of delight
We must tell you all the work magic as you can see! This is the best camera for any moment in time to be paused. Just go camera crazy. I'm sure youll get weird pictures you'll love
I'm writing my book in remembrance of those who have touched us deeply! It is dedicated in loving memory of my son Ryan Izaic Arellano and many more special loved ones. My son had been attended by great doctors at this children's hospita
Standing here so alone, so cold to keep warm, hard I've tried, lost needing you by my side, now choosing between my heart and my pride. I stand here confused, has my love been denied?
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June -6- 2006 -To- September -22 -2006 At the age of 3 years old Survived by his parents Ramiro Arellano and Agustina Garza Arellano
California visit for free like beautiful river streams coming down to the central valley from Yosemite National Park. Avocado Lake charges a small entry fee but an't much but a few dollars .
Sometimes I want to call you but your not there, I want to scream your name. I want to hide from all the pain that has left me so drained, since the day it started to rain
Angels of Youth There is a haunting beauty to loss..... yes..... of losing ...part of the truth. Truth of living and the costs as well to lose someone of youth.
How to make funny videos and picture flip clips. A web page just full of laughs. Also a great way to have family loud quality funny times. Here we included one of our own. That our son Andy and our friend Gloria will make you laugh out loud if not you'll at least smile. Mexican word of the day.. ...
Devi'ls Postpile was established in 1911 as a national monument. The wall is named for its looks and how it was formed
Angel on earth to make sure a promise is kept Hope, Faith, Joy & Charity four elements of the earth,
Sitt'n here contimplat'n on the next step I'm supposed to take, Yet my mind won't stop anticipat'n, on who's being real and who's being fake, It's messed-up liv'n life by two decisions,
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A poem is a piece of writing in which the words are chosen very carefully arranged.
WHERE I'M FROM FRESNO, CA THIS IS A CITY WHERE THE WILDEST, SCARY, THINGS HAPPEN !!! I'm from my backyard which is known as the jungle of weird. Where trees don't look like trees. Where flees are the size of bees.
Who do you love, When things go array? Who do you run to, When there's no one to play
No diamond sparkles on her hand, No mansion was her home, Warmth, love and caring were the only riches she had known
My cousin is so adorable, cute, charming, clever, sweet, and lovable. She is one to drive you crazy one minute and make you laugh the next
Through and through that all we do I think about you in mind I think about you all the time
Time is such a desired thing, to lost things, people-n-place's to not know time can fly past threw me, not knowing how fast it flew right to me
When I first looked at your gorgeous face my heart began to race only you gave me that good grace oh' baby
As a rose I appear to be as sexy for all to see, yet my steams full of thorn's, full of love lost in them. No one her to find his direction to send me to him
If I had only known it was the last walk in the rain, I'd keep you out for hours in the storm. I'd hold your hand like a life line to my heart
Sometimes while I'm sitting in this empty house, I start to think about you guys and how I would give anything just to tend to your needs and comfort your cry
''It feels so real'', It's full of darkness Where am I going? Will I fall into an endless lost dream? Am I in the center of all boundarys?
Gossip has become as is for good or bad, fast or slow, clean or dirty, wet or dry, it should bring silence with a loud, smooth or rough as it seems in a dream
If only you were able to hear all the music in my ear It plays every time you are near, every note sounds so sincere When getting these feelings that I do, I know they're coming straight from you, and every time you touch me too
To whom does it matter little flaws I have many opinions said I only chatter Maybe I don't talk right but my speech is not impaired The accent I may have is slight either way I never cared
What ever the need of the moment, real people in the world are sharing each others troubled thoughts. Many of us keep our feelings bottled up and don't know how to gently pour it out.