

Shyhana“Shyhana! Dinner’s ready!” Mother called from down the stairs. Shyhana jumped from her desk where she was working on her homework. She ran out of her room and down the stairs. Her brother was in the living room still watching cartoons. She ran into the kitchen and sat down at the table ready for her meal. Her Mom set a pot on the table and walked into the living room. Shyhana opened the lid to see her favorite, spaghetti with meatballs. Shyhana’s mouth water at the smell and look of the spaghetti. Her mother slapped her hand. Shyhana lowered herShyhana


LoveEvery night I go to SleepLove
With trouble Wishing you were gently holding my body In your warm arms
I’ve seen many moons I’ve been though many seasons Every night I dream About you
You may never
Know how much I love you I look to the future and all I see is fear But if I but you in the picture its like heaven
Knowing every day I can Be in your arms I don’t know how To express my love for you
But the world seems smaller than a Speck of dust in the universe Compared to the love I have and Always will have
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