I have Charlotte as my name, but it is my middle name, and it is what I have started going by.

Lili. That is who I am. A beautiful flower waiting to burst forth. Amazing on the inside, yet waiting for the right moment to open up. My passions are writing poetry and singing, my ways of opening up to the world. My poetry expresses the way I feel, and singing is like poetry, only in music. A Lily has powerful beauty, and its love will brighten the day of anyone who is down. Peace is brought by the Lily, and nothing is able to change that.

I have great news. I, Lili M., have a boyfriend! Yeah! Yipeeeee! Huzzah! His name is Edward Skye, and he is gorgeous. He has messy, midnight black hair and beautiful bronze eyes. I feel like a mother talking about her newborn babe, but I am just so happy!!!! So, pleez continue reading before I waste away anymore of you time.

Crew is getting better!

This is a poem I wrote about the moon, another great and magestical thing. I hope you enjoy.

Moon

Silent by day,
Full by another

Whispering songs
To rock me to sleep

Watch, and keep me safe from dark clouds,
Which may seep into my dreams

A moonlit paradise, you are,
For you alone hold true

You are fate and destiny,
I cling to you for hope

My love, The Moon
Graceful in your place in heaven,
Do not let me go

Silent by day,
Full by another

Whispering songs
To rock me to sleep

Stay quiet, beautiful
Through the night

Hold my dreams
Above the clouds

Keep them safe
From evil’s grasp

Stay with me, my moon
Do not let the sun come up

Hold me tight,
‘Till morning breaks

Then, slowly,
You drift from sight

Goodbye, old friend,
My dream come true

For sunlight breaks
Beyond the hills

But you alone,
Will be held tight

Because I know,
When night falls,
You will be there to whisper songs,
And rock me to sleep

Did you like it? If you did, you can email me at hufflepuffjewel@mugglenet.com. thanks so much. Also, I am writing a story called Cry me Roses. It is about a young princess who falls in love with a man who is like a vampire, but he is called a dusk. The princess is going to die soon, because she was pricked by a magic rose, and the rose is dying, and so is she. Sound cool? I think so! Thanks again!