Let us rule in places fair
Come along, the road is wide.
Our hearts are brave, our cloaks are made,
Our horses saddled; wave goodbye.

Let me take you far away
I’ll bear you to the stars.
We’ll travel by a road of rainbows
Paved by morning dawn.

Roses then will be our guides,
Clouds our beds for sleep,
Trees and sky our closest friends,
If you just follow me.

Do you ever feel crazy?
Like your friends always say?
Do you ever wonder why…
You’re weird in dismay?
Are you really outgoing?
Do you talk too much?
Do you hang on their shoulder…
Or make stupid jokes?
Do you ever wonder why…
They aren’t as weird as you?
Do they give you weird looks?
not meaning to make you mad?
Do you ever get hurt?
by their words…

They say, “It takes a village to raise a child”
But did you know that
“It takes a village to clean up
after a windstorm”?
No, I’m serious.
On January 4th 2008 my town
was hit by a windstorm with 80mph
winds, and 100mph gusts.
Power went out, and now, almost 40
hrs later, some parts of town still have no power.
Take my poor pastor for example.

Chapter the First

"Aria? Aria, do you want to race?"
A young boy was calling across a grassy field, trying to grab and secure the attention of his playmate, a dark-haired girl with long, dark lashes.

"Good bye."
You said to your loved one.
"See you."
You said to your friend.
"Farewell."
You said to your relatives.

You never wished that it would be the end.

"I love you"
You wished you had said to that special person.
"Call me"
to your friend.
"Write to me"
You wanted to tell your relatives.

You wanted to tell them they meant somthing to you. Before it had to end.

I'm home because,I have a loving family.
I'm home because,I have wonderful friends.
I'm home because,God is merciful to me.
And because his love never ends.