Sisters

okay..So I've been on a weird poetry kick lately...I don't know really where it came from.. My only guess is that one of my best friends in the world Steve Warner is getting home from his mission soon and we used to always share poems with eachother..So that's that.
Anyways this is a poem I wrote specifically to my sister Sarah. I know both of us are looking forward to seeing or other sisters Mollie and Rachel again someday.

Sisters

On the waiting room floor,

or on a hill by a tree

pleadingthey'll stay

knowing they'll leave

The one of my childhood

just two years younger

Now living for her

while she watches over

The one was so fragile,

felt no pain of the earth,

loved as deep as I could

for a life lost at birth

Then one who remains

and lives by my side,

we felt it together

twin tears that we cried

both lived through pain

we never understood

We're all we've got left

So we love like we should

The four of us together

won't come today,

but trying forever

to see us that way

We live in a half world

not yet being whole,

Though we live worlds away

we still love through our souls

London

London.... The name brings joy to my 19 year old soul
As of a week ago I am officially accepted into to the London Study Abroad program with BYU!!! :)
This could mean one of two things. I will return with a profound knowledge of the London tube system, a love for fish and chips, a depth of intellect regarding literature and green fields and a journal filled with adventures......or all of that but add on a blog filled with random insights on how London will be, is and was the most amazing experience I have encountered in my young adult life. So I've made a few goals to fulfill while I'm there
-take LOADS of pictures
-Write EVERYday
-evolve all my writing in to some type of short story
-..flirt with my english boys...( If Mary Kate and Ashely can do it, SO CAN I)
-See:stonehenge,London Bridge, Big Ben, a Castle, Shakespeares home, the globe theater, The Eiffel Tower(and for those of you who think I'm an idiot. yes, I know its not in London, and yes we'll go to Paris.)..along with a bunch of other beautiful places I can't think of
-Learn enough slang and mannerisms to have people mistaking me for a local
-See SHOWS!! AAH THE THEATER!!!
-laugh everyday
-vlog!

I don't want to make too many plans 'cause I want it to be full of random adventures!! But it would be a wonderful coincidence to run into Prince Harry...I'm just saying :)

POEM!

So I got bored...well I guess it wasn't boredom if I had things to do...It was more of procrastination....Any ways I used my time to write a poem

“I’ve done it again my Savior
I didn’t come when you reached out to me
But I’m back at your feet and I need what you give,
For my hands again are unclean

I’m covered in Sin and regret
And I can’t wash it off all alone
Please lend me your hand and help me be clean,
Please just a second away from your thrown”

He came down to be beside me and wash every stain that I had
But he didn’t use soap or a washcloth,
He brought no water or rag
The joy and the sorrow that filled me I will never forget through my years,
When I looked at his hands as they grazed over mine slowly cleaning my pain with his tears

When he finished he grasped my hands tightly
And his love made me fall to my knees
He said “Don’t be ashamed of the promise you made to fearlessly come follow me,
Dear daughter of God don’t be troubled
Stay close to my side and obey,
If your hands once again become covered in sin
For you I will wash them away.”