Thursday, September 18, 2008


It comes with birth,

But of it we give little worth.

Not realizing that if we nourish it,

We can have more than just a little bit!

So listen to what I say,

There is time to change today.

It is a gift worth gold,

It is something to have and hold.

Success can be yours today,

If you listen to what I say.

Intelligence is the key,

So let it flow, let it be.

Brenda A. Ysaguirre

Copyright 2008 Brenda A. Ysaguirre

Tuesday, September 16, 2008


You break my heart,

You tear me apart,

You turn me upside down,

You step on me and turn me around.

You are dark and hard,

You are brown and like card.

You can be green or red,

When you're through with me I am dead.

So when the end is near,

And I see you coming I'm in fear.

For whichever colour that you are,

I know my end is not far.

Monday, September 15, 2008


You have got to stop,
Or you'll never be on top.
You have got to look,
And read the book.
You must listen when people talk,
Don't just ignore them and take the walk.
For if you stop and enjoy the day,
If you look around you in every way,
There are things that you will see,
There are things about you and me,
That if you listen you will hear,
And only then will you truly care.

So, stop and look and listen,
Each man who ever stumbled has risen.
For we have to learn the hard way around,
That better comes after we have fallen to the ground.
Yes stop, and look and listen,
Behind each grey cloud the sun will glisten.

Brenda A. Ysaguirre
Copyright 2008 Brenda A. Ysaguirre

Sunday, September 14, 2008


Nature goes about its way,
It does different things every day.
Birds are born and plants die,
And we will always ask ourselves "why?"

But that is the cycle of things on this earth,
That is why we give them so much worth.
What we have to do is enjoy each day,
Live it to the fullest in every way.

Hold true to the values that we possess,
And never leave things to be done by the rest.
Life is short and time is out of our control.
So don't sit and just let things roll.

Brenda A. Ysaguirre
Copyright 2008 Brenda A. Ysaguirre

Saturday, September 13, 2008


There is so much that I do,

There is so much about you.

There is so much unknown ,

There is so much we hsve grown.

There is happiness when you are near,

There is love every where.

There is silence in the night,

There is loving in the morning light.

I can only hope that you understand,

That there is a reason you are the man!

I can only show you how much I care,

And hope that you will always be near.

But the wind sings a sad little song,

The the heart tells me that something is wrong.

So I live day by day in fear,

For the love I have for you is so dear.

Brenda A. Ysaguirre

Copyright 2008 Brenda A. Ysaguirre