Tiana Webb

Rookie - 3 Points (March 19th 1997 / Tumut)

Tiana Webb Poems

1. My Friend 3/18/2012
2. Lost Child At Dawn 3/18/2012
3. Don'T 3/20/2012
4. Portrait Of A Friend 3/17/2012
5. What Would You Do... 3/21/2012
6. A Friend 4/9/2012
7. Sorrowful Love 4/23/2012
8. Inspiration 4/18/2012
9. Mummy, I'M Sorry 8/30/2012
10. I'M Sorry Mum 8/30/2012
11. Daddy Has Cancer, Yet Again 2/7/2013
12. Daddy, I'M Sorry 4/7/2013
13. Love's Light 3/17/2012
14. My Dearest Sister 6/20/2012
15. I'M Sorry Daddy 4/7/2013
16. Cancer 8/9/2012
17. Falling In Love 11/7/2012
18. I'M Sorry 8/30/2012
19. What About Me 3/17/2012
20. Songs Of Light 3/17/2012
21. Through Your Eyes 4/18/2012
22. In His Hands 4/8/2012
23. My Angel 3/21/2012
24. For You 3/17/2012
25. A Friend From Above 4/18/2012
26. Broken Heart 4/30/2012
27. Far Away Lover 2/20/2013
28. Thank You 4/3/2012
29. Don'T Leave Me, Daddy 11/29/2012
30. Little Wonders 7/25/2012
31. My Hero & Best Friend, My Daddy 4/7/2013
32. History 3/17/2012
33. Never Forget 3/21/2012
34. I Love You Daddy 8/30/2012
35. Do You Believe In Love? 5/4/2012
36. I Cry 5/6/2012
37. Sorry I'M Not Good Enough 4/7/2013
38. Fear 3/18/2012
Best Poem of Tiana Webb

Fear

Shadows in the dark
They're keeping me awake
So I sleep with the light on
Please lock the door behind you
And bolt the windows tight
Silence can be deadly
Especially at night
You scare me half to death
Making me bolt down the stairs
I'm so scared
But of course no one cares
Noises stir at night
Making me jump right out of bed
I run down the stairs
Everyone is dead
I wake up from this nightmare
Screaming and drenched in cold sweat
Fearing you and everything
Is my one and only regret

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Portrait Of A Friend

I can't give solutions to all of life's problems, doubts, or fears. But I can listen to you, and together we will search for answers.

I can't change the past with all its heartache and pain, nor the future with its untild stories. But I can be there now when you need me to care.

I can't keep your feet from stumbling. I can only offer my hand that you may grasp it and not fall.

Your joys, triumphs, successes, and happiness are not mine. Yet I can share in your laughter.

Your decisions

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