Bette Kayley Jones
Hello all! My name is Bette Kayley. I was born in Toronto, Canada on 4/5/98. My mom and dad died in a car crash when I was about three. After about a year of being homeless, I got sent to an awful orphanage. I didn't know then, but I had a sister, named Rose, and a brother, named Michael, who got sent to another orphanage.
In two years, I got adopted by two parents. They were nice, but ... more »
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Bette Kayley Jones Poems
The sunset glistens upon the land, with people standing hand in hand, the beauty that it brings to them, the magic that it sings to them.
Regret Of A Lunatic
Help. Looking back I look ahead. A cold hard stone. Ahead.
Why Is That Not Now?
Where songs and love And carefree spirit reigned.
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The sunset glistens upon the land,
with people standing hand in hand,
the beauty that it brings to them,
the magic that it sings to them.
The sunset shines upon the ground,
with people standing, staring, astound,
the colors soaking into them,
the art evoking heart in them.
The sunset of life and love,
the sunset soaring in the heavens like a dove,
the sunset fills us up with mystery,
the sunset with an irreplaceable history.