paint the darkness with your life

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Thousands of children's voices,
wishing, wanting, needing
to cry in their mother's arms
They say, "please wait until sunrise!"
And the nights beckon, but they are sleepless

One child's voice, in the thousands
She cries,
"Mother, I want you here,
not to cry in your arms but to be with you.
Let me sleep, take me home!"

A voice unheard.

--

On March 27th, a young girl was kidnapped two miles away from my area. On April the 8th, she was found dead. I was one of the people that helped pass out fliers.

This poem is dedicated to her and her family.
paint the darkness with your life

boring

I managed to pull myself together in the last few days I've been neglecting the internet. I also went through and deleted my old entries on this journal, most of them were stupid, private, and I didn't want to look at them anymore. I'm the kind of person who hates looking back on old things. I apologize to those who liked to read my rampant stupidity.

To make this journal entry not a complete waste, have a recipe:

Chocolate Drop Quickies
Ingrediants:
2 cups sugar
1/2 cup butter
1/2 cup cocoa
1/2 cup milk
3 cups quick-cooking rolled oats (you can substitute actual oatmeal, but I never tried)
1/2 chopped nuts (not necessary)
1 tsp. vanilla

Mix sugar, butter, cocoa, and milk in saucepan. Bring to boil quickly. Reduce heat to medium and boil 3 or 4 minutes, or until a little dropped into cold water forms a soft ball (234 degrees). Remove from heat, stir in rolled oats, nuts or vanilla. Drop by teaspoonfuls onto waxed paper; let stand until hardened.

You can store in the refrigerator if you want. This makes about 3 doz. cookies.


Edit: A candy thermometer is advised for the recipe.