Chantelle T C Huggins
My name is Chantelle T C Huggins; I am a 19 year old, resilient, meticulous, and articulate young lady. I come from a family consisting of two brothers, one older and one younger, my mother, father and grandmother (now deceased) . At an early age our father left to accept better employment opportunity in Canada. During this time I was home schooled by my mother, a pre-school teacher at the time, ... more »
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Chantelle T C Huggins Poems
As the sunsets I realize how quickly time passes by I think of all the things I could have done and all the things I wish I had done
The kind of thing that makes me smile, Mostly just for a while, A happy thought, A happy feeling,
completely lost in this sea of thought, going deeper and deeper, closely approaching a death by drowning my body reforming
Christmas Greetings to my Love
Until I met you I never knew what joy and gladness meant I never thought my heart could be So full of deep content!
Hidden secrets may never be found Last words may never be song Many things we meant to say Many days we meant to stay
A complex reality A deep spirituality A begining of an end A twisted road unbend
As I search to understand my emotions, And try heading in the right direction. Something happens deep inside me, Something that no one but me could see.
I Need You
Flowing from inside out outside in around, about, within SIN
Words with meaning, words without words of certainty, words of doubt surrounded by these whispers won't cease
It rehabilitates, It quites the ache, It covers my insecurity, It shows conformity.
The Earth's Cry
The wind blows so softly accross the sky, The birds sing oh so sweetly, as they fly by, Beautiful whistles, loud rustles, Trees shake, leaves fall, a voice calls.
The rainy season has just begun The days of cloudless skies are done The battle between the stars and the sun Has finally been won
I feel you lying next to me, Holding me, touching me, loving me, Your breath lightly jumps over my shoulder, Then down my back, with each breath, it moves bolder.
Something About Us
Up all night talking Is it love...is it a crush......or is it pitty Pitty for someone so young.....so unknown.......unshown To be broken....crushed
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As the sunsets
I realize how quickly time passes by
I think of all the things I could have done
and all the things I wish I had done
After each sunset
I remind myself that there's always tomorrow
there's always time to catch on things I missed out on
but somehow, as fast as a new day comes
I find myself in the same place;
watching the sunset and thinking of all the things
all the things I should have done
all the things I could have done
continuously going to and from
tomorrow never comes
so all my plans for tomorrow may never ...