Shoot for the moon, even if you miss you’ll land among the stars. Take the time to stop and smell the roses, even if you’re traveling slow you will go far go out of your way to be nice to someone today and love will come back to you tenfold ‘cuz what goes around comes around always Don’t you know it’s not what’s on the outside that matters and you can never judge a book by its cover alone so if you need a friend be a friend, if you’re lonely end someone’s loneliness then somewhere out there somebody right now needs a helping hand for sure why don’t you give them yours, you just might find your problems don’t seem so bad anymore Be Somebody’s Angel, end someone’s hell, Be Somebody’s Angel, good always conquers evil without fail so shoot for the moon now even if you miss you’ll land among the stars Be Somebody’s Angel and show them the way ‘cuz what goes around comes around always so Be Somebody’s Angel, Be Somebody’s Angel today!
Bo Lanier is from Chattanooga, Tennessee and has become an established poet with five books to his credit that were published in Canada. He received several achievement awards in creative writing through poetry.com and has recently published two eBooks and one paperback book through Lulu.com. After a nine year hiatus, Bo returned to publishing his poems with a new outlook and fresh ideas. His other talents include singing and songwriting.
We who are born in our minuscule cradle in the cosmos see monsters. We see monsters in our cradle having been born with us. We see monsters coming at us from below. We see monsters in the great beyond. We
O Girls, O Women, Be Aware Mental Perverts are roaming everywhere , here and there, Their Outer Appearance resembles like a human being, but they are far from human and most WILDER then Wild Animals. So it makes most difficult
She is like the vastness of the earth, so confusing, Her beauty is fatal, her heart fierce, her body delicious, Many not withholding, in love Cause it’s a battle worth fighting for, She is the Angel their mom said to
We live in two different planes of existence. We travel two different paths within those planes. Our paths cross on both but unite in neither. By day we live in one plane where we work, we provide, we survive. We
Ail, What we did to earth? Before The births, we took the lives, Ceasing the smiles, we ruined the hopes. deny the past, lets demand peace. Erase the scars of our wicked strokes. Find the light hidden inside. Gold dust