Tuesday, 10 May 2011
If comment by R.N
I think that it is almost impossible to be a man because all of the things that he named in the song are really hard to to altogether. The message is to try to do what god wants you to and he will give you the earth and he will proclaim you a man.
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Poem from parents by R.N
Annabell Lee
by Edgar Allan Poe
It was many and many a year ago,
In a kingdom by the sea,
That a maiden there lived whom you may know
By the name of ANNABEL LEE;
And this maiden she lived with no other thought
Than to love and be loved by me.
I was a child and she was a child,
In this kingdom by the sea;
But we loved with a love that was more than love-
I and my Annabel Lee;
With a love that the winged seraphs of heaven
Coveted her and me.
And this was the reason that, long ago,
In this kingdom by the sea,
A wind blew out of a cloud, chilling
My beautiful Annabel Lee;
So that her highborn kinsman came
And bore her away from me,
To shut her up in a sepulchre
In this kingdom by the sea.
The angels, not half so happy in heaven,
Went envying her and me-
Yes!- that was the reason (as all men know,
In this kingdom by the sea)
That the wind came out of the cloud by night,
Chilling and killing my Annabel Lee.
But our love it was stronger by far than the love
Of those who were older than we-
Of many far wiser than we-
And neither the angels in heaven above,
Nor the demons down under the sea,
Can ever dissever my soul from the soul
Of the beautiful Annabel Lee.
For the moon never beams without bringing me dreams
Of the beautiful Annabel Lee;
And the stars never rise but I feel the bright eyes
Of the beautiful Annabel Lee;
And so, all the night-tide, I lie down by the side
Of my darling- my darling- my life and my bride,
In the sepulchre there by the sea,
In her tomb by the sounding sea.
by Edgar Allan Poe
It was many and many a year ago,
In a kingdom by the sea,
That a maiden there lived whom you may know
By the name of ANNABEL LEE;
And this maiden she lived with no other thought
Than to love and be loved by me.
I was a child and she was a child,
In this kingdom by the sea;
But we loved with a love that was more than love-
I and my Annabel Lee;
With a love that the winged seraphs of heaven
Coveted her and me.
And this was the reason that, long ago,
In this kingdom by the sea,
A wind blew out of a cloud, chilling
My beautiful Annabel Lee;
So that her highborn kinsman came
And bore her away from me,
To shut her up in a sepulchre
In this kingdom by the sea.
The angels, not half so happy in heaven,
Went envying her and me-
Yes!- that was the reason (as all men know,
In this kingdom by the sea)
That the wind came out of the cloud by night,
Chilling and killing my Annabel Lee.
But our love it was stronger by far than the love
Of those who were older than we-
Of many far wiser than we-
And neither the angels in heaven above,
Nor the demons down under the sea,
Can ever dissever my soul from the soul
Of the beautiful Annabel Lee.
For the moon never beams without bringing me dreams
Of the beautiful Annabel Lee;
And the stars never rise but I feel the bright eyes
Of the beautiful Annabel Lee;
And so, all the night-tide, I lie down by the side
Of my darling- my darling- my life and my bride,
In the sepulchre there by the sea,
In her tomb by the sounding sea.
Bio-Poem R.N
Claudia Kincaid
Child of Mrs and Mr Kincaid
Who loves hot fudge sundeas
Who hates improper grammer
Who wants to go to Mrs.Basil.E.Frankweiler's house
Who wishes she could've met Michelangelo
Who is scared of losing her parents ata young age
Who dreams of meeting Michelangelo
Who is determined to keep the secret of angel
Who values coming back different than she was before her trip
Who is proud of having run away for three days and not losing all of her money
Who graduated from 2nd grade
Who lives in Greenwich
Claudia Kincaid
Child of Mrs and Mr Kincaid
Who loves hot fudge sundeas
Who hates improper grammer
Who wants to go to Mrs.Basil.E.Frankweiler's house
Who wishes she could've met Michelangelo
Who is scared of losing her parents ata young age
Who dreams of meeting Michelangelo
Who is determined to keep the secret of angel
Who values coming back different than she was before her trip
Who is proud of having run away for three days and not losing all of her money
Who graduated from 2nd grade
Who lives in Greenwich
Claudia Kincaid
I Believe I Can Fly- Daniel
They believe... be sensible
prepare now
save for the future
work hard while young
enjoy when old
no pain no gain
They believe... compromise
follow the crowd
stay within the lines
keep your head clear
keep your eyes straight
ahead
feet on the ground
What about now! what about roses? what about stars?
what abot chasing rainbows, floating clouds, butterflies...
what about silver linings, serendipity, spontaneity...
what about moonbeams, sun-ays, raindrops?
I believe....
I believe I can cut my own pathway
I believe I can step off the edge and not fall
I believe I can close my eyes and follow my heart and soul
I believe I can walk in the rain and not get wet
I believe in today and have hope for tommorow
I believe in dreams, I believe in me....
I believe I can fly!
J.S. Picture Poem
Singing out in golden song
Bringing peace and serenity
silent love and amenity
But what is love and peace and land
where people lie with golden tans
That bring out the amazing light in there eye
nobody there would think to lie
Quite as a mouse on a carpet of wool
No loud noises, or the chatter of the angry bull
In this world it's surface smiles
feeling the warmth stretching across the miles
This paradise is worth a million to me
I love sitting under the birch bark trees
But of course to many this place is new
They think that it was impossible and would not do
I think of this sanctuary a million times a day
hoping the peace will come my way
blossoms blooming in the beds, beauty in all
Caw goes the eagle but he will never fall
So when you see heaven in a young girls face
you know she has rested in this perfect place
of wonder.
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