A star has been plucked from the sky.
The sky is now dimmer.
It happened on June 25th.
A day, we will always remember.

Never again to see Michael’s smile light up the skies.
Never again to see him moonwalk across the stage as his fans cries.
Never again to hear him sing Billie Jean.
To the roaring sound of his fans’ screams.

A brother of the sun has been taken away.
But in our hearts his music will always stay.
Michael Jackson will now dance among the clouds.
And in the heavens, you will still hear him singing loud and proud.

This poem was written/submitted by Lamar Cole.

Your love is like diamonds.
That sparkle in the night.
Your love is like the stars.
That shine so bright.

Your love is like the wind.
That feels so cool.
Your love is like icecream.
That tastes so smooth.

Your love is like the sky.
That is so blue.
Your love is like a bright sunny day.
That makes the world seem new.

This poem was written/submitted by Lamar Cole.

The night was made for romance.
In the night our two hearts dance.
Under the stars our lips touch.
In the garden your embrace means so much.

The night was made for love.
Our hearts cooing like a white dove.
Your eyes sparkling like diamonds so white.
I love you darling with all my might.

The night was made for caring and trust.
And darling, God made this night for us.

This poem was written/submitted by Lamar Cole.

My love sails on blue waters.
Blue waters of your heart.
My love dances on the wind.
The wind of your soul.
My love is a true reflection.
Reflection of your eyes.
My love will live forever.
In your body and soul.

This poem was written/submitted by Lamar Cole.

Your kiss is sweet as a candy cane.
Soft as a summer rain.
Soothing as a soft pillow.
Free as a weeping willow.
Sweet as honey.
More precious than money.
Wet as a winter snow.
The kind that is dreamed of.
This I know.

This poem was written/submitted by Lamar Cole.