I wrote this last night when I was thinking about how blessed I am to have ferrets like the ones I have, as you may know, one of my ferrets recently died, but I still have 3 of my babies, and this one I dedicate to Bugle, he is my albino ferret, he is on my website, he isn't the one that died, but I do love him truely..if you want to check out his picture just go to my website and look for the white ferret...but I wrote this for him and I dedicate it to him... (This is intended for the poem, "Who made you so Perfect!?) oh and hey Bugle! Love you!

"Who Made You So Perfect!?"
Written By: Micaela Tufo

Little knuckles,
on a tiny sweet paw.
Like a miniature bear,
with a small, gentle jaw.
"Who made you so perfect!?"
I ask you each day.
"Who made you so perfect..
in your own special way!?"
Small eyes full of wonder,
you look up to me.
No judgements, no questions,
just as kind as can be.
"Who made you so perfect...
I ask you each day!?"
"Who made you so perfect..
in your own special way!?"
On the go, very busy!
You run here and there.
So happy, so curious,
you sweet little bear.
You play, and you hide things,
so full of delight.
Intelligent and lovable,
from morning 'till night.
"Who made you so perfect!?"
I ask you each day.
'Til one day you give me a look with your eyes..
As if to say, "Mommy, It's no big surprise...
someone name God,
I promise it's true...
someone named God made me,
because he loves you!"

Paint Brush
Written by: Bettie B.Youngs

I keep my paint brush with me
Wherever I may go,
Incase I need to cover up
So the real me doesnt show.

Im so afraid to show you me,
Afraid of what youll do---that
you might laugh and say mean things.
Im afraid I might lose you.

Id like to remove all my paint coats
To show you the real, true me,
But I want you to try and understand,
I need you to accept what you see.

So if youll be patient and close your eyes,
I'll strip off all my coats real slow.
Please understand how much it hurts
To let the real me show.

Now my coats are all stripped off.
I feel naked, bare and cold,
And if you still love me with all that you see,
You are my friend, pure as gold.

This Hand
Written By: Justin

Hold this hand...
that was rejected from all...
Hold this hand...
when you're about to fall...
Hold this hand...
that bled to death...
Hold this hand...
when there's nothing left...
Hold this hand...
when you cannot cope...
Hold this hand...
It's your only hope...

A Stranger in my Mind
Author: Amber

There is a stranger in my mind
He won't ever go away.
There are everlasting memories
That will always stay.
Thinking of Him and how He changed my life.
I think of my stranger night and day.
There is a stranger in my mind
Standing in the rain.
Watching my memories
feeling my pain.
Do you feel the way I do,
Stranger crying in the rain?
There is a stranger in my mind.
Know this is true.
Never leaving, tugging at my heart.
Everlasting love for you.
My sweet, sweet stranger,
If I didn't know you, what would I do?
There is a stranger in my mind.
I love you stranger so much.
I miss you stranger.
My stranger whom I cannot touch.
Mysterious stranger, you are.
The stranger I trust.

*PAIN*
Written By: Micaela Tufo

Can't you see my pain,
the pain that's deep within.
The pain I've suffered with so long,
that I've been holding in.
Incase you failed to notice,
everything's gone wrong.
But I'm trying to survive,
I'm trying to stay strong.
This has caused me so much grief.
You never said good-bye.
Depressed, confused, combine in one.
But still at night I cry.
Don't you know I miss you,
and wish you were still near.
Don't you know I love you,
and wish you were right here.
I know your gone forever,
and that you won't return.
I know I'll have to dealt with this,
cause I have much to learn.
Never looking back,
I guess it's time I go.
Never will I forget,
the love that once did flow.

Just Something I found on the internet....

Found a penny today
Just laying on the ground.
But it's not just a penny,
this little coin I've found.
Found pennies come from heaven,
that's what my Grandpa told me.
He said Angels toss them down.
Oh, how I loved that story.
He said when an Angel misses you,
they toss a penny down.
Sometimes just to cheer you up,
to make a smile out of your frown.
So, don't pass by that penny,
when you're feeling blue.
It may be a penny from heaven,
that an Angel's tossed to you.

Beautiful poem that 'KoalaGurl' wrote..

When I didn't know the way to go,
You showed me,
When no one heard my cries for help,
You heard me,
When I felt like I was invisible to the world,
You saw me,
When I felt like no one cared,
You loved me,
When i was sacred,
You held me,
When everything in my life had changed,
Your love stood strong,
You showed me the way,
Your trail of blood leads me to heaven.

My New Best Friend
-Anonymous

Today I met a great new friend
Who knew me right away
It was funny how she understood
All I had to say

She listened to my problems
She listened to my dreams
We talked about love and life
Shed been there, too, it seems

I never once felt judged by her
She knew just how I felt
She seemed to just accept me
And all the problems Id been dealt

She didnt interrupt me
Or need to have her say
She just listened very patiently
And didnt go away

I wanted her to understand
How much this meant to me
But as I went to hug her
Something startled me

I put my arms in front of me
And went to pull her nearer
And realized that my new best friend
Was nothing but a mirror

If I Really Cared . . .

I'd look you in the eyes when you talk to me
I'd think about what you're saying
rather than what I'm going to say next;
I'd here your feelings as well as your words.

If I really cared . . .
I'd listen without defending;
I'd hear without deciding whether you're right or wrong;
I'd ask you why, not just how and when and where.

If I really cared . . .
I'd allow you inside of me;
I'd tell you my hopes, my dreams, my fears, my hurts;
I'd tell you where I've blown it and when I've made it.

If I really cared . . .
I'd laugh with you but not at you;
I'd talk with you and not to you;
And I'd know when it's time to do neither.

If I really cared . . .
I wouldn't climb over your walls;
I'd hang around until you let me in the gate.
I wouldn't unlock your secrets;
I'd wait until you handed me the key.

If I really cared . . .
I'd love you anyhow;
But I'd ask for the best that you can give
And gently draw it from you.

If I really cared . . .
I'd put my scripts away,
And leave my solutions at home.
The performances would end.
We'd be ourselves.