love

love: love is the thing that comes in your heart, it pecks it beak and thats just to start. it hangs around all day and night, waiting for its time to fight. it wrestles and struggles with every thought, of that one young babe that stole yo heart. It gets bored after awhile, so it nestles down with a playful smile. It awakes again in time of strife and you wish you could just take your life. but don't you do it, don't you dare. for when you get through it you will care. so don't forget that one little spark, that made it come in your heart.
                                                                                             -John Southard-

All About Me

As I saw him coming I knew he was the right one for the job. He was as big as a gorilla, strong as an bear, and as helpful as an old lady with nothing better to do in her own time. He came down the hall combing his blonde hair with a small black comb. As he stepped in the room, he removed his black glasses to reveal eyes as blue as the sky. You could tell he was into death by the clothes he worn. Every time I saw him, he was wearing a grim reaper shirt. He wasn't only just this though, no sir-re-bob, he also had a heart of gold. He'd give you the shirt off his back if you needed it. So there was no doubt in my mind, that John Southard was the right man for the job.