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Michael,
Words, I will try to express to enlight.
Short, but with insight.
You are vibrant in your music. You are a pillow of comfort,  
As I listen to it. Messages Ring Out.  From the fans.  
We are the people that, understands.
That you give your joy.  
We follow you.  We are your convoy.
Michael,
Keep On Standing, Even when you are Resting.  
Keep On Smiling, Even when you are Sleeping.
You have made your impact.  No need to fear a voiceful threat.
Your Charm is Pure.  Only gives room for those like I who are sure;
Of your music, writing, your multi - art..   We feel the vision of your heart.
Michael,
I thank you for sharing your joy. Forever your art lives.
love always.











Copyright © 1999 Eve 'TheMusicLady'. All rights reserved.
My Poem of Life....

As I face each new day, in this thing called Life, sometimes it is a struggle, for I have seen alot of
strife. But there are people and things who keep it going for me, without them I'd be blue, I have to
look deep within my being, just to make it through. Some mornings I awaken, and wonder what this
day will have in store...and I hope that I am strong enough to handle what comes knocking at my door.
Then I hear a voice inside my head, that says "I Love You More".......
You see, I am a Michael Jackson fan, that's part of "who I am". His music lifts me up, again and again.
Throughout my life, since I was little, his songs have always been there, even when I don't think any
else really cares.........
Then I go out to the country, and see all there is to see. I see the beauty of this world, God gave to you
and to me. And soon I forget my problems, and bask in the simple beauty of this land, and I feel
whatever comes my way, I am able to make a stand. I seem to draw my strength from this earth from
which I came, and nature's beauty all around me, helps me to go on........Simple things, like butterflies
and Eagles wings.
And waiting for the next new "Michael" song.....A hug from my granddaughter, a gentle nicker from a
horse. A kind word from a neighbor, an affectionate lick from a dog, a contented purr from a kitten,
these are the important things.......That make up this thing called Life.











Copyright © 2006 Julie B. Allrightsreserved
If It Weren't For Michael Jackson

I wouldn't be the person that I am today
I wouldj't know how to feel the love
that's sent from God above
that's why I make sure to pray
to give a heartfelt Thank You
to Him for this special man
who spreads love wherever he can.

If it weren'f for Michael Jackson
giving us the message
to heal the world and give some back
my world would be dark and the sky would be black.

If we didn't have this beautiful Magical Child
the world would be bleak and dark despairing all the while.
Who would be our point of light to see us thru the dark?
Who would be the flame that's ignited by a spark?

What would happen if Michael Jackson wasn't here?
I'd be either dead or locked away in a world of great fear.
I'd be so scared and lonely that no one could get in
I would only run away with no where to begin.

Michael Jackson feeds my soul,
his music makes me whole...
I know they may not understand me
or why this is to be
but Michael Jackson is the reason
that I'm inspired to write
and spill my creativity.
He says he loves to see what people make and do
and this in turn inspires him to let his own shine thru.

If it weren't for Michael Jackson I don't know what I'd do
all I know is that I love this man and it is forever true.












Tami L. Cook (c) 9~9~2005
~What you mean to me~
Eyes like a sunset
Such purity in the sky
Like the dimming moon
Or a dove fluttering by
With hair as black as the sea
On a starry night
This Michael is what
You represent to me
Hands, as strong as the wind
Able to carry us away
With arms the size of mountains
Lifting us higher each day

A voice full of meaning
Dignity and truth
With feet so powerful
Like dancing on fire
So amazing
It’s simply irresistible
You are the sunset in the sky
With hair as black as the sea
With fire and passion in your eyes
And this Michael is what you are to me












~rAiNcRiEs~
©02.24.06
12:00pm
People ask me how I make music. I tell them I
just step into it.It's like stepping into a river and
joining the flow. Every moment in the river has
it's song. So I stay in the moment and listen.
What I hear is never the same. A walk
through the woods brings a light, crackling
song:Leaves rustle in the wind, birds chatter and
Squirrels scold, twigs crunch underfoot, and
the beat of my heart holds it all together. When
you join the flow, the music is inside and outside,
and both are the same. As long as I can listen to
the moment, I'll always have music.


















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