Cutting Class

Cutting class is a stupid thang to do. Don't be dumb, don’t play the fool. Just because your friends do it, don't you. Being a follower isn't always cool. Cutting class can cause you a lot of problems. Don't be dumb, don't play the fool. Take the time to face your problems, resolve them. Being a follower isn't always cool. Cutting class is something only suckers do. Don't be dumb, don't play the fool. Be different. Why don't you? Being a follower isn't always cool. Don't be a sucker! You're riding the roll far from total control. Being a follower isn't always cool.

Depending On You

I was depending on you, and you let me down. You left me in the dust like a really bad clown. I was lost. For depending on you, I paid a costly cost. I shall never be the same again because of you. It's my fault. What am I going to do?

Feel No Shame

Don't you feel shame when you're huffing and puffing, but you ain't saying nothing. Don't you feel shame when you're talking much noise with all your boys. Don't you feel shame when you're all alone, witting, waiting by the phone. Don't you feel shame when you're throwing things away and some people have nothing for days and days. Don't you feel shame when you smile in their face, but frown in their back, such a disgrace. Don't you feel shame when you're perpretrating a fraud and breaking all the laws.

All the Questions

I have so many questions and that's the truth. Why call a candy bar Baby Ruth? I have so many questions and I have no anwers. Why did my forefathers have to say yes mame and no sir? I guess if I keep living, the answers will come clear. But why make an alcoholic beverage and call it beer? I ask others for answers and they know not. Why do we need medicine given as shots? I have read books for miles and miles. But why do people choose not to smile? Why do we have cars and boats? Why are we constantly at each others throats? What are the 1000 Points of Light? Why do all the freaks come out at night? Why do some have a chemical love? Why this creature called the dove? Why is it so meek and mild? Why is the tiger so fiery and wild? Why not have black people and whites the same? Why must we call each other names? Why would you wanna go outside in the rain? Why do we always shift the blame? These are but a few questions that I ask, Because the truth I wish to unmask. Like why have the colors green and chartreuse? Why do some lie and not tell the truth? Why must one get freaky and go downtown? Why would I wanna go round and round? Why all these songs that really make no sense? And why all my money on them I have spent? Well, I guess when it comes to questions, I have a lot. Like why do we call nose mucus snot? I really have to go because this could go on all night. Why is day, day and night, night? I'll just keep searching and wait for the event, That will tell me why all this time was spent. Why did I ask all these questions? Why do we have four seasons? Maybe one day in the future the answers will come clear. But for now, why is a deer (dear) called deer (dear)?

Can I Say... (Thank You One Time)

I just want to say thanks the best way I know how. You are probably reading this right about now. Can I say thank you one time? Let me bust a funky rhyme. You made me day much better, When I got your letter. So I sat down and took pad to pen. Can I say thank you once again?

Easter Thoughts

I keep asking myself, what is Easter all about? I know the answer, but there is still doubt. Why all the new dresses with pink bows and new hats? Why the cute little bunnies and the furry little cats? Why all the new suits for sons and dads alike? Why all those colorful ties and matching handkerchiefs on the side? Why hide eggs so little kids can find? Why have a special dinner for the family to dine? Why gather grandmother, grandfather, aunts, and all? Why not have a tree that stands tall? Why not roast a turkey or some other bird? Why not get together and say a special word? Jesus rose from the grave. Isn't that the real reason? Jesus rose from the grave. Isn't that why this special season?

Grandmother

Grandma I would like to tell you something I never got the chance to say. Now I might have to wait until judgement day. I waited a little too late, Just a little too late. For now, all I can say is, “I love you.” And that I do. Grandmother

Hallowed Halls

As I walk down these hallowed halls, life seems so calm. Nothing can go wrong, but it is always darkest before the dawn. As I walk down these hallowed halls, life seems so tragic. People die, people cry, and most things occur like magic. As I walk down these hallowed halls, life seems to not matter so much. In these hallowed halls, life is filled with a special touch. The hallowed halls of life are filled with amazing things. These hallowed halls, life they often bring.

Happy To Be Alive

I'm happy to be alive on this very day. I have a cold and a runny nose, But things are still okay. I have picture after picture hanging on my walls. Although I can't say I know any of them at all. Mom's out of town and my father is too. I called them to say, "How do you do?" I can not say much more. Why? Because someone is knocking at the door. So later for now. Check you in awhile. Don't worry be happy. Let me see you smile.

Happy To Be Alive 2

I'm happy to be alive on this very day. I still have a cold and a runny nose, But things are okay. I got a letter in the mail. When I read it, I think I heard bells. Maybe I didn't, maybe I did? I'm just being myself, a silly kid. My friend's in another state and some other people too. I can't call all them, but maybe I could I try to. I can not say much more. Why? No one is knocking at my door. But Johnny Gill is singing his song. It's about to go off, that didn't take long. So later for now. Check you in awhile. Don't worry be happy. I'm gonna smile.

Happy To Be Alive 3

I'm happy to be alive on this very day. I keep hoping my cold will go away. I went to church on Sunday. And today is Monday. Pastor preached a sermon of grace. I saw smiles fill the place. There are a lot of people in places I don't know. Do you know anyone from Idaho? I can not say much more. Why? I have to pick my clothes up off the floor. So later for now. Check you in awhile. Don't worry be happy. I think I saw a cat smile.

Happy To Be Alive 4

I'm happy to be alive on this very day. Do I still have a cold or has it gone away? Today begins Black History Month. In a new year, the second month. My ancestors sure were great. They conquered many things, that's why we celebrate. Famous folk and stars galore. What does my future have in store? I can not say much more. Why? Because I'm going to the store. So later for now. Check you in awhile. Don't worry be happy. Find a reason to smile.

He Became My Friend

He became my friend. And that’s all, all he could be. It’s nothing more than just a platonic thang. I’m never gonna wear his wedding ring. I’m never gonna be his wife. Never gonna share his life. My life has changed. Since along he came. There’s nothing more to say. When we go our separate ways. He became my friend. And that’s all, all he could be.

Better Way

There has got to be a better way to deal with the problems of the world. Take heed every man, woman, boy, and girl! We have got to make some changes quick. The state of the world is making me sick! What can we do? What is the answer? There has got to be a better way. God is our only hope, so pray!

Colds

Sneezing, coughing, runny nose, please stop it. I got a cold and you better not touch it. I'm really tired of this sneezing my head off. I'm especially tired of this nagging cough. Tissue after tissue I tear. By the end of the day, the paper will be bare. Sinutab, CoTylenol, and Robitussin too. They ain't even working, what do you do? Chicken Noodle soup and Vegetable soup true. I'm so tired of felling blue.

Can We Try Again?

I know I truly messed up. I'll do my best to make it up. You were a good thing. I want the happiness you bring. I just wanna be with you. There's nothing else I'd rather do. I was just hanging out with the crowd. Thinking I was well endowed. Doing this, I almost lost you. That would leave me oh, so, blue. I'm sorry. I apologize. I'm sorry, for every tear you cried. Please can we try again. I just want to be your friend.

Chaos is Running Around

Back forth, forth and back... Chaos is running around, whack. In the kitchen when I'm washing dishes. In the car both near and far. In the dining room eating dinner. Even in church, sits the sinner. In the house, Quiet as a mouse. Not disturbing anyone. Until he begins his fun. He sings a song so sweet. He lies in the bed at our feet. He looks so good and fine. But in the end he'll make you whine. He smiles at you like nothing is going on. But alas when chaos begins, Chaos is the guilty one. I can't get Chaos out of my life. He refuses to leave because I need him, so he says. Chaos is always running around.

My WebRing

The Flower of My Heart Web Ring is a ring to unite my friends across the internet. I enjoy meeting new people and making new friends. So come on and join my ring. Anyone is welcomed as long as you have a positive site free of pornography, racism, hate, and other negative ideas. Check it out!

My Friends

Here are some of the site of my friends. Please feel free to stop by. Monica's Backdrop - This is the personal web site of Monica Austin. It is where she displays all of her talents. Lady in Peach - The web site of Rachel Hargrove. She displays her poetry and other information. My Poet's Voice - Deartra Boone's personal web site. This site features her poetry, artwork, and drawings. Life's A Trip - This is a series of poetry written by Chevella King. It examines how life can be sometimes. Just Poetry - This is a series of poetry written by Chevella King. It is some of her poetry. CRAZY Thoughts by Unice Lacey - CRAZY Thoughts by Unice Lacey features the poetry of Unice Lacey. The Green Child - This is Ronda Green's web site. She displays her poetry and writings.

About Candy Vaughnn

Name: Candy Jean Vaughnn Birthplace: Atlanta, GA Mother: Dorothy Vaughn Father: Kingston Vaughn Hometown: Dorinda Church Home: St. James Baptist Church Hobbies: Writing poetry (as you can see) Favorite Color: blue I have a vivacious personality. Everyone says I have a motor mouth, but I don't think so. I like to talk. I never meet a stranger. My mother says I have always been friendly. That's it for me. Enjoy my poetry!