Kylee's+Philosophy

=Philosophy: Make lasting relationships in life. Love and let love. Live in the moment and make everyday into all it can be.=

Afraid she'd miss something… Wake up in the morning Get to living my life Making sure that I’m all that I can be I wanna know how forever feels See different parts of the world and be broad And I'll forget the world that I knew But I swear I won't forget you I came here with a load And it feels so much lighter, now I’ve met you Honey you are a rock Upon which I stand And heavy wings grow lighter I'll taste the sky and feel alive again When I'm crashing through the madness, Not sure who I'm supposed to be. You should know, that I could never go on without you Yeah the spotlight, shines upon you And how could, anybody, deny you? You're beautiful, every little piece, love Don't you know, you're really gonna be someone Ask anyone And oh you got so much going for you going right But I know at 17 it’s hard to see past Friday night I wish you wouldn’t worry, let it be I’d say have a little faith and you’ll see She carried her head high enough How many I told you's And start overs and shoulders Have you cried on before When you love someone, but it goes to waste None of the young men were quite good enough When you try your best, but you don't succeed When you get what you want, but not what you need When you feel so tired, but you can't sleep Stuck in reverse Music and beauty are salt in my sadness. I guess the Lord made me hard to handle So lovin’ me might be a long shot gamble Your dry eyes would now be sufficient I had thought to advise you of it earlier I meant what I said, and I said what I meant And I became a friend, a friend would like to have Well I finally read the good book, and I took a good long hard look The people have trusted you. Don't let them down How may I teach them to walk like men in the world, and I sold my friends I ain't a good man, but I ain't the worst in the world either I'm such an excitement addict Difference of opinion is advantageous One half the world fools, and the other half hypocrites The way to silence religious disputes, is to take no notice of them Spite only keeps me silent I’ve done some livin', yeah, I’ve had fun but there is one thing I haven't done Which allowed me no room for hesitation Clock time is our bank manager, tax collector, police inspector Time came a-creepin' Oh and time's a loaded gun Every road is a ray of light It goes o-o-on Time only can lead you on This is where I have always been coming to Since my time began And when I go away from here, This will be the mid-point, to which everything ran, before, And // from // which everything will run. But now my love, we are here, we are // now // , And those other times are running elsewhere. What I'd do if I could do it all again.

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= = = = =The Lost Generation=

Play the Game
I realize this may surprise you but “Play for the love of it” Is a huge joke and “Winning is everything” So at the beginning of the season I tell my teammates I don’t care what they think My coach will know that I have my head in the game because The score is more important than friendship I say this Way back when Coaches’ coach for enjoyment But things are different now This is a world of competitive sports Experts predict 30 years from now I will be recovering from my second knee surgery I don’t think that I will make the team Next season Only the star of the team will be recognized No longer can is it true that Sports are for fun It will be apparent that My fellow teammates are overly-competitive and selfish It’s outrageous to assume that There is kindness //And all of this will come true…unless we chose to call a replay//

=Emily Emulation=

There's a certain ingredient in the meal, Holiday evenings- That livens, like the cheer Of Festive Carols-

Silent love, it warms us- I find no judgement But laughing conversations Where the happiness, is-

None may imitate it-Any- 'tis the Pure Joy- A contagious emotion Softens the air-

When affection comes, the stress dissolves- Smiles-freeze- When it ends,'tis like a breeze A bittersweet goodbye.

=Essay of Place=

A Warm Welcome The wind and snow tear at the exterior of the car as we slowly make our way up the familiar, winding Five Iron Drive, past the snow-blanketed golf course and the iced-over pond. Sliding to a stop, gathering our side dishes, we trudge up the short driveway. Before the doorbell has even been rung, the dogs have spotted us and come scurrying and barking, alerting those inside that we have arrived. The door swings open with friendly smiles and a warm welcome to greet us. Although we congregate at several different houses for different occasions, Grandma Jan's House is where the whole family really comes to life. I hurry through the doorway followed by my younger sister, my mom, and my dad. Warm, soft air envelops me at the same time arms do. My grandpa bellows a loud greeting from the kitchen. The aunts and uncles have already arrived, and the cousins with expectant smiles on their faces. Jumping from their tall barstools, soft brown and bright red hair fluttering, they are hanging from my sister and I in no time. We will spend the remainder of the night as their human jungle gyms. We all make our way towards the kitchen and pull up a barstool at the tall counter. Where there is food, my family will gather. Appetizer trays line the smooth, cool, black granite. Everything is plentiful besides the black olives which now top all ten fingers of two little girls; they look like little alien fingers. The air smells of everything. No one scent can be distinguished, but instead a jumble of any and all spices. Conversation thrives as we all wait for the food. Jokes and laughter swallow up the serious topics, the laughter echoing off the dark slate floors throughout the entire house. Papa John's laugh stands out the loudest, startling and repetitive while Grandma Jan's matches her smile exactly: sweet and worn in. The rest of our laughs mix together, a harmony of highs and lows. Young cousins' babbling swamps my ears, a constant stream of their consciousness. A timer chimes loud and clear, cutting off sentences. Out comes the oven rack, revealing the twice baked potatoes and their overwhelming aroma of creamy, garlic, cheesiness heaven all wrapped in a thin brown skin. The back door opens wide and in come the juicy steaks from the grill. The salad receives its final toss as the fresh rolls slide into a basket, leaving a yeasty scent in the air. The whole production is a group effort, and soon everything is prepared. The assembly line of plates being filled ensues; a race to find a place at the table and begin the feast. As soon as everyone has taken their seat, nothing but the clinking of silverware against dishes can be heard; a sign of everyone's contentedness. Soon the chatter will resume as people start to fill up, but until then, the warm atmosphere of family fills the silence. It is the effect that Grandma Jan's House has on all of us. A place where no one is left out, a place where everyone can join in. Everyone is at ease, and their worries diminished for the time being. Grandma Jan’s House. There will always be a warm welcome.