Seasons

Okay, Just one more Valentine poem. It is called Music for a moment.

The guitar is his life
The music his soul
He breathes for someone he loves
But not me
I hear my heart beating to his guitar
I cannot breath when he plays
My spine tingles
And for a single moment
I forget he is playing for somone else
For a moment he is playing just for me

Happy Valentine's Day

That's sweet, Scooby-Doo, makes me remember my youth.

Scooby-Doo wants to think you for your good opinion of her work. She would tell you herself except that her computer isn't working right now. If you want more poems we will be posting them in Dogh'd's Cosmic Bar. Thanks again

Speaking of that, Lunar22's computer is on the friz too.

I think it has something to do with pop up messages. Maybe it blocks getting messages from people on this website too.

Yeah, that might be it. But now that I'm on the school computers I can recieve messages again.

Well Scooby-Doo I miss your poems you should post more of them soon. Like maybe tomorrow. Post them on Dogh'd's Cosmic Bar. I can't wait to read them

Or maybe put them here instead

I wasn't sure where to post this request so I post it here hoping people will read it. If there are any lawyers or people in law class/school contact Scooby-Doo, Lynx77 or me. Since we are in law class and just learning. We may have questions that others in this profession or learning this profession could answer. We will appreciate your knowledge in this area.

Gah! Must be a Ma Bell conspiracy!! They were keeping me away from my beloved internet!! *screams*
*MY* password wouldnt authenticate with the server. grrr

here is a new poem called Prey although I'm not sure if it is a poem.

Run!
Hide!
Fear!
These are the only things prey know
It is worse if the prey is human
For then the prey remembers times of happiness
When it was not hunted
Run!
Hide!
Fear!
It is a never ending cycle
The only release is in death!

By the way feel free to correct any grammar errors. Evil66 told me it was fine by her. As long as Websafe does it. No one else is allowed to mess with the material.