Hello my name is Lisa, I enjoy to write. Mostly about love, sadness. but some other topics. I also write about my experiences in life, and things that happened in my life. I was born in California, and have lived here all my life. I have traveled much of the United States , and Mexico. Last year I went to Vietnam and there I found my true love. I was there for about 8 months. I plan to return to make my life there and life for the rest of my life. The time I was there opened my eyes to many things. I know its a Communist Country. But you will be surprised by the non violence there. You don't see gangs, every one works, and the people are very nice to you. My experience there was wonderful, the most think I liked was riding the bike carriage, where a man takes you around the city site seeing. In a carriage as he pedals the bike. That was wonderful, yet a little scary for you think the cars or bus will hit you for there in the street with you. Its an experience i think every one should take once in there life. To see how others live, work, and enjoy them self. And the food was wonderful. I remember eating so much different dishes. And different types of animals, I had never eaten. And the Country is peaceful. I was in Ho Chi Minh City, it used to be called Saigon, in Vietnam.
- Last seen on Oct 13 5:15 PM 2008. Member since August 29, 2006.
- I am a 55 year old girl from California (United States)
- When I'm not writing, I'm Medical Assitant.
- I have 15 comments, 614 poems, 3 stories
My Stories
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I was nine and always was a bit overweight. Yet I wanted to play just like the other kids and like my sister and brothers. I always had the ugliest clothes as I grew up. Everything fitted too tight or too big because it was c
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Saddened tears of a sorrowful soul
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Enter my Magical Gateway;
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I know you have a sensitive side;
that you showed me in the past.<100 words, 4 comments, September 3. In Personal, Friendship
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- Devouring Shadows at allpoetry
Torn between the trembling fear
And the anger every day I hear - Haunting Shadows at allpoetry
Tenderly she weeps alone for a while
After the birth of her tiny child - A Letter for Beth at allpoetry
I am not sure your receive this letter before my timely death
Not sure your receive it at all before my last breath
