Haley Smith

Haley Smith Poems

Those little moments,
That happen so often
Are so beautiful.
...

What will happen
When war has taken control of everything and
Everyone?
What now?
...

He said that this was meant to be.
She said she loved him.
He said she was beautiful on the inside.
She said she loved him.
...

Time goes by,
Thinking of you.
And it never stops, or even slows
To glance upon the mistakes that we make.
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I've had my heart broken too many times to count.
By you, by others
But it was all about the same thing.
Only one little thing.
...

You know what I hate?
People who think the world is such a good place
And if they see something bad, they think it's the only bad thing right now.
If you see one of those people, I want you to say,
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He smiles as the light of the moon and stars light up her face. The soft breeze passing by with a howling wind. 'This is love..' He thinks. But on her mind is only, 'Who's next? '

She smiles as the city lights have an incandescent glow around the hill. Five years have passed by since they last met and the breeze slightly stronger than before. 'This is love..' She thinks. But on his mind is only, 'Who's next.'
...

It makes me sick
to think it was all a lie.

It makes me sick
...

The beauty of life
Is not the people in it,
It's not the birds, or the bees.
It's not the seas or the trees.
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Is the world changing as we know it?
Or has it always been the same,
We just didn't see it.
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Let me soar into the light,
All on my own.
Let me go down the hill
And then don't help me up.
...

I am the only one that sees
the truth
I am the only one that thinks
alone
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Haley Smith Biography

Born and raised in Grand Rapids, Michigan, my family camped a lot. They had me ready for the adventure, and took me camping for the first time when I was about 9 months old and I have been having a great time at it ever since.)

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Little Moments

Those little moments,
That happen so often
Are so beautiful.

Like a white blanket of snow,
On Christmas Day.

Like the leaves falling,
On the first day of Autumn.

Like a baby,
Taking his first breath in the world.

Like the children's exited giggles,
When they see the presents that Santa brought them

And even though the world is full of hate,
And lies,
Those little moments, make life worth living.

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Elizabeth Kneeshaw 20 December 2007

lylas girly! ! ! ! 20 characters 20 characters 2 0 c h a r a c t e r s! ! ! ! ! ! ! (is that enough?) I guess so!

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