My Star

From the moment you walked in
With that beautiful smile,
I knew that I wouldn't win
But I forgot about it for a while.

You were such a lovely girl
Whom I didn't know,
More beautiful than pearls
And white Christmas snow.

God gave you the gift
That not many get,
You gave me that lift
To get me going a bit.

As the days went by
I felt sadder & sadder,
Unlike the gray skies
I didn't get madder.

I didn't get a chance
To let you know,
How much I enjoyed the dance
And your beautiful glow.

As I say bye
To such a lovely star,
I begin to cry
When I realize you'll be far!
--Jeffrey Hughes--

I don't wanna go (published)

As I got up to go
I realized what was happening,
I kept saying no
"I don't wanna go!"

Everyone was crying
All the friends we had made,
It was like I was dying
Cuz "I don't wanna go!"

All the faces up at six in the morn
Waiting by the bus,
That's honking its horn
Screaming "Do let them go!"

Hour after hours
We slowly depart from each other's heart,
And with our last bit of power
We said, "Please, don't go!"

As we know it to be
We'll never leave each other,
As far as I can see
You'll always be my brother.
--Jeffrey Hughes--

A Dream (published)

As I watch you pass by
I wonder who you are,
Wondering if I should say hi
To such a lovely star.

As you go on your way
I realize what I just did,
Not knowing what to say
Acting like a little kid.

If I only knew your name
How much better it would be,
Instead of playing games
We could be walking by the sea.

As I get up to leave
I picture you one more time,
Only trying not to believe
You'll probably never want to be mine.
--Jeffrey Hughes--

Tears (published)

As they roll down my face,
I feel so sad,
These little leaks,
Make me see what I had.

Seeing how I'll miss you,
You'll never know,
Sorry you left me,
For secrets untold.

I really cared for you,
Deep down inside,
Sorry I hid it,
From human sacrifice.

Now that I know,
You no longer care,
I'll go crawl in my hole,
Cuddling with my little hares.

Before I go,
I'd like for you to know,
Even though you don't care,
"I'll always be there!!"
--Jeffrey Hughes--

Wondering

As I'm sitting here,
Deep into a trance,
I'm having some fear,
Of what's coming up in the next glance.

Life has its turns,
Some not so good,
Others leaving burns,
For reasons not understood.

As I look into my mind,
I see my life as it was,
What pain I left behind,
Wondering what one does.

My ride is almost over,
When I notice a sharp glare,
Looking over my shoulder,
I can't help but to stare.

Wondering what I see,
I step off the ride,
Seeing it's a key,
I take it with pride.

Opening the door it goes to,
I carefully step inside,
Wondering what to do,
I see a note laying aside.

Then I wake up,
Wondering what was inside,
Life may never tell me,
So I'll wonder until the day I die.
--Jeffrey Hughes--

One Day

When I heard a big boom,
I knew from the start,
That I was splitting apart.

The North and the South wanted equal rights,
This is what started our big fights.

I knew we were fighting from the boom in the sky,
"We want our slaves!" The South would cry.

But the North would say no how, no way,
Because equal rights were good that day.

Everyone is fighting we would say to one another,
Brother against brother,
Even sometimes Father against Father.

Day after day the fighting went on,
With no sign that it would be gone.

Everyone thought it would be a one day thing,
But suddenly the Civil War sprang.
--Jeffrey Hughes--

My Friend

She was a friend that was there for you,
She always knew what to do,
I wish I could have told her bye,
But all I got to say was hi.

She was a good friend to me,
I always tried to help her with whatever she would need.
Even if all else failed,
I just wish she had gotten the chance to bail.

When ever I think about this,
I am glad to hear,
That it wasn't related to drugs and alcohol,
But it was the road my dear.

I will never forget this dear friend,
She was one of the ones that helped me out,
And she will be the one that I NEVER doubt.

In memory of Suzanne Stong
Oct. 1981-7th January 1998.
--Jeffrey W. Hughes--

The Meeting

As I see you walk by,
I get a graven figure in my mind,
Asking my self, "Why?"
I then realize you're so kind.

As I shake your hand,
That real firm grasp,
I notice that you have a lovely tan,
Then I realize you're a friend from the past.

I catch up on my gossip,
Asking where you've been,
You said playing possom,
From a guy named Ren.

Laughing and chuckling with you,
I then ask you to date,
Not realizing how much I've missed you,
Hoping you'll not hesitate.

As I walk you to your place,
Telling you how much you mean to me,
I see your lovely face,
And realize how much I care for thee.
--Jeffrey Hughes--

Love Letter

If you're reading this
then that must mean,
I've worked up the courage
that was unseen.

Upon pondering love
I came to find,
that you were what
came to my mind.

So, I'm here to ask
if you love me so;
there's only two answers:
yes or no.

If it's no,
then don`t mind me,
dreaming of how
I wish it could be.

If it's no,
turn me away,
knowing I'll find
true love someday.

If it's no,
I'll realize,
there was never anything
within your eyes.

But, if it's yes,
tears I will shed-
tears of joy
and not of dread.

---Ervin Cerujano---

Untitled

Once upon a time there was a rich King who had four wives.
He loved the 4th wife the most and adorned her with
rich robes and treated her to the finest of delicacies.
He gave her nothing but the best.
He also loved the 3rd wife very much and was always
showing her off to neighboring kingdoms.
However, he feared that one day she would leave him for another.
He also loved his 2nd wife.
She was his confidant and was always kind, considerate and patient with him.
Whenever the King faced a problem, he could confide in
her, and she would help him get through the difficult times.
The King's 1st wife was a very loyal partner and had made
great contributions in maintaining his wealth and kingdom.
However, he did not love the first wife.
Although she loved him deeply, he hardly took notice of her!
One day, the King fell ill and he knew his time was short.
He thought of his luxurious life and wondered,
"I now have four wives with me, but when I die, I'll be all alone."
Thus, he asked the 4th wife,
"I have loved you the most, endowed you with the finest clothing and showered great
care over you. Now that I'm dying, will you follow me and keep me company?"
"No way!", replied the wife, and she walked away without another word.
Her answer cut like a sharp knife right into his heart.
The sad King then asked the 3rd wife, "I have loved you all my life. Now
that I'm dying, will you follow me and keep me company?"
"No!", replied the 3rd wife. "Life is too good! When you die, I'm going to remarry!
I will not bother even see your grave"
His heart sank and turned cold.
He then asked the 2nd wife,
"I have always turned to you for help and you've always been there for me.
When I die, will you follow me and keep me company?"
"I'm sorry, I can't help you out this time!", replied the 2nd
wife. "At the very most, I can only accompany you and send you to your grave."
Her answer came like a bolt of lightning, and the King was devastated.
Then a voice called out: "I'll leave with you and follow you no matter where you go."
The King looked up, and there was his first wife.
She was so skinny as she suffered from malnutrition and neglect. 
Greatly grieved, the King said,
"I should have taken much better care of  you when I had the chance!"
In truth, we all have 4 wives in our lives:
Our 4th wife is our body. No matter how much time and effort we lavish in
making it look good, it will leave us when we die. 
Our 3rd wife is our possessions, status and wealth.
When we die, it will all go to others.
Our 2nd wife is our family and friends.
No matter how much they have been
there for us, the furthest they can stay by us is up to the grave.
And our 1st wife is our Soul, often neglected in pursuit of wealth,
power and pleasures of the world. 
However, our Soul is the only thing that will follow us wherever we go. 
So cultivate, strengthen and cherish it now, for it is the only part of us that will
follow us to the throne of God and continue with us throughout Eternity.
When the world pushes you to your knees...... You're in the perfect  position to pray.
---Unknown---

Untitled
Such a young life
Taken one spring night
A smile so bright
Like the sun
Never to be seen again
Now that smile will light
up heaven
It will be a twinkle in
The summer's sky
A vibrant young life
Taken from all those who
Love you
Hugs and kisses never to
Be felt
The voice never to be
Heard again
The love that everyone
Cherished so
Is now gone
Why a question to be asked
Til their lives end
One night was all
It took
To take everything from
One young life
Friends and family will
Remember and cherish
All of the memories
You'll always be in their hearts
In heaven and on Earth.
IN MEMORY OF JENNY O.
--JILL PUTZIER--

The Closeness of You
 
It’s about being with you
And feeling you near beside me
It’s about holding your face between my palms
Or feeling the touch of your cheek
At the back of my hand
And tracing your face
With my fingertips.

It’s following your eyes
Wherever they may wander
Hoping for them to fall on me.
It’s watching you sleep
In the summer moonlight
As I try to memorize your face,
Wishing the night would never end.

I imagine merging my fingers with yours
Pressing them so tight
As if we are one.
It’s smelling your scent
Like a mist that surrounds me
Urging me to breathe you in
So slow and deep.

It’s about writing you letters
And surprising you with little gifts
And wondering what you’ll do
When I give them to you.
It’s looking deep within your eyes
As they look back into mine
And drink deeply of your smile
When you say the words.

It’s listening to your voice
Whispering on the phone
And imagining your face light up
As I hear you laugh.
It’s waking up in some warm sunburst
With a grin on my face
And impatiently going through the morning rush
To see you once more.

It’s knowing you for the first time
And realizing the emotions building up inside
And my heart pounds incessantly
And my throat goes dry
As I try to catch my breath
And the words I tell you
Hide in nervous apprehension.

It’s about being with you
And feeling you near beside me.
It’s hearing the beat of your heart
Through the walls of your chest
And knowing and hoping,
And wishing, that it’s you,
It’s the closeness of you.
--Doreen Feraren--

DEATH OF AN INNOCENT
I went to a party, Mom, I remembered what you said.
You told me not to drink, Mom, so I drank soda instead.
I really felt proud inside, Mom, the way you said I would.
I didn't drink and drive, Mom, even though the others said I should.
I know I did the right thing, Mom, I know you are always right.
Now the party is finally ending, Mom, as everyone is driving out of sight.
As I got into my car, Mom, I knew I'd get home in one piece.
Because of the way you raised me, so responsible and sweet.
I started to drive away, Mom, but as I pulled out into the road,
the other car didn't see me, Mom, and hit me like a load.
As I sit there on the pavement, Mom, I hear the policeman say,
the other guy is drunk, Mom, and now I'm the one who will pay.
I'm lying here dying, Mom.  I wish you'd get here soon...
How could this happen to me, Mom?
My life just burst like a balloon.
There is blood all around me, Mom, and most of it is mine.
I hear the medic say, Mom, I'll die in a short time.
I just wanted to tell you, Mom, I swear I didn't drink.
It was the others, Mom.  The others didn't think.
He was probably at the same party as I.
The only difference is, he drank and I will die.
Why do people drink, Mom?  It can ruin your whole life.
I'm feeling sharp pains now.  Pains just like a knife.
The guy who hit me is walking, Mom, and I don't think it's fair.
I'm lying here dying and all he can do is stare.
Tell my brother not to cry, Mom.  Tell Daddy to be brave.
And when I go to heaven, Mom, put "Daddy's Girl" on my grave.
Someone should have told him, Mom, not to drink and drive.
If only they had told him, Mom, I would still be alive.
My breath is getting shorter, Mom.  I'm becoming very scared.
Please don't cry for me, Mom.  When I needed you, you were always there.
I have one last question, Mom, before I say good bye.
I didn't drink and drive, so why am I the one to die?
--Unknown--
 

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