Even the little things happen but can be big

I looked up a my roof and wonder why did happened he was my soulmate. I loved him so much. Okay you may be wondering what happen. Well i just got married my husband was shot but didn't die, but died 8 months later our of the blue. I ask god while crying ( god why did you do this i loved him, but then I realized God has a plan for me) So finally 4 years later I was able to talk about him without crying I had mixed emotions. So finally i went back to life just without my husband. So I do all my lists for the next 2 weeks. Then when my sons baby daddy came home that night we kissed at first I thought it was the worst thing ever , but then we ended up together. It was magical. Even our son loved that we were together so my boyfriend slash baby daddy went to find out his were his mom and dad with the killer in jail but founded out. You ready are you sure? My husband came back he was alive I thought I was with my baby daddy he alive. But twist he has no memory what do I do are we married? I loved him. But hes a country guy he hates cats. He loves cats. He wanted to be a lawyer but hates that idea. I just fainted, and when my son screamed in terrier saying ahh mame your husband is a alive i couldn't breath. He is so weird i felt like crying but i didn't till i got into my room. I cried my eyes out . I tried to get his memory back , but it didn't happen. But at the weirdest time he was giving me a fishing pole he knocked and snow fell and he remembered everything , but I didn't know until he gave me this look we were at the bus stop and he told me and we had our favorite sandwiches and it felt like old times. But I had to make a desistion who I wanted I first thought baby my husband from the dead then what about my baby daddy. who? I love them both. Im stuck in a love triangle. So I will spend time with both of them. 4 weeks later. I love hanging out with my husband but my baby daddy is just. how to explain amazing. But i love my soulmate and I want to be with him forever i love him. Once i told the baby daddy i felt a little guilty but hes the one for me. So at last we had our happy ending and like i said God had his plan for me. Okay that was the story i will give you all the background . I was going to the doctors and the gave me stuff and got me pregnant. So i found out the dad was my crush in high school. But red flag hes a playboy and at the time i was dating a cop at first he didn't want his baby but w realized he wants what ever i want so we had the baby then my baby got stolen well kidnapped by the baby daddy's sister then i broke off my engagement to be with the baby daddy then he turned out to be once again a playboy. so then I got into a love triangle , but i need a uno so then i got married to my actual husband then thats when the story started. well the story ended but i need more word s so im am going to put two of my poems in here.               Adventure  

 Love is a rollercoaster 

Life is an adventure 

Explore it you live it once not twice  

Love it hate it and then love it again 

Live it to the fullest 

Don’t let people stop you 

Friends, family, and love 

Don’t let that slip away 

It’s an adventure every time so  

Love it over and over again 

 Life is an adventure.

I actual got red of my other one so i will do one i wrote in 5th grade.

          Will it work ? 

Is it ready 

Is it done 

Will it work 

I don’t know  

 I need it now  

 I need it bad 

 Now, Now , Now  

I fix it there and there  

Until its done 

 Will it work 

We will soon find out Heres 2 more

          Winter

The winter breeze 

How cold

The snow , no school, and dont forget Christmas

I want it more

more , more , more

The breeze the sunset

And with a family with a fire

and some hot chocolate

I want it more 

Heres 2 more

           Can we have it our way?

 We work , work , work

We do what we do

We want 8 hour day

We want equal pay

We want our jobs

What do you say

      NO

We will go strike until you say yes

but now,

Can we have it our way?

Still I Rise by Maya Angelou

You may write me down in history

With your bitter, twisted lies,

You may trod me in the very dirt

But still, like dust, I'll rise.

Does my sassiness upset you?

Why are you beset with gloom?

'Cause I walk like I've got oil wells

Pumping in my living room.

Just like moons and like suns,

With the certainty of tides,

Just like hopes springing high,

Still I'll rise.

Did you want to see me broken?

Bowed head and lowered eyes?

Shoulders falling down like teardrops.

Weakened by my soulful cries.

Does my haughtiness offend you?

Don't you take it awful hard

'Cause I laugh like I've got gold mines

Diggin' in my own back yard.

You may shoot me with your words,

You may cut me with your eyes,

You may kill me with your hatefulness,

But still, like air, I'll rise.

Does my sexiness upset you?

Does it come as a surprise

That I dance like I've got diamonds

At the meeting of my thighs?

Out of the huts of history's shame

I rise

Up from a past that's rooted in pain

I rise

I'm a black ocean, leaping and wide,

Welling and swelling I bear in the tide.

Leaving behind nights of terror and fear

I rise

Into a daybreak that's wondrously clear

I rise

Bringing the gifts that my ancestors gave,

I am the dream and the hope of the slave.

I rise

I rise

I rise.