The Dream Of I

so peaceful and quite the endless sky
the burden i carry how did it come by after
all i did was a dream to fly

A dream so navie so hug to die
so helpless and weak a dream like it
the world is to big for a dream like mine

to busy with the life's that pass it by
farwell my dream, today i shall die
no longer am i a dreamer 'causes dreams are for the weak

for now a days i wish to dream another dream
'cause forever you seek and question why
so many dreams like you have to die

farwell my dream, THE DREAM OF I! ! ! ! !

poem by Joyce Beh
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My Dear Brother

LET ME TELL YOU ABOUT MY FATHER
LET ME TELL YOU ABOUT MY MOTHER
THEY ONLY HAD TWO CHILDRENS A SISTER AND A BROTHER

BUT FATHER HAD PASS AWAY NOW
MOTHER ALSO WHENT ONE DAY TO
THAT JUST LEFT ME AND A BROTHER
AND WE WHENT ARE SEPARATE WAY TOO

10 YEARS HE CHOOSE THE JAIL LIFE
IHE NEVER CAME BACK HOME
NEW JERSEY FOR MY BROTHER
WE WERE BORN TO ROAM

WITH LETTER AND WITH PICTURES
WE ALWAYS KEEP IN TOUCH
MISSING GROW UP TOGETHER
AND THINGS THAT MEANT SO MUCH

MAYBE WRITTING DOWN THIS POEM

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poem by Joyce Beh
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