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That One who, ages past, lit these stars in a dark sky
And Who, in time to come, shall snuff them out again
Who moved those mountains there up from the cold earth
And stirs, like blue light, across the faces of the holy congregation
Who shines in sunlight on the morning grass
Whispers to cicadas on the breeze
Runs with the horses in the field
And Who, Vast as He is, and Wonderful, flows, like water, through our warp of time and space
That One dwells in my heart, speaks to my soul with every breath I breathe
Day's light, walks by my side...
Night's guide, enfolds me.
Everywhere I look,
I am already there.
Everywhere I move,
I am already dancing.
Everywhere I feel,
I am already vibrating.
Everywhere I show myself,
I am already Loving.
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Amanda, you are a sister I never had
JD, you are a brother I never had
You guys were always been there for me
You showed me your caring loving heart
Everytime I feel worse about myself
I knew who to run to
We had some good and bad times together
Amanda, we cryed & laughed together
Its very hard to see you go
I'm very proud of you
Now, you can take care your son
JD, well I really don't know
what to say about you
You are a great guy for any women out there
You guys are my family
Its very sad to see you guys leave
I love you both dearly!
I'll never forget the kindness you gave me
You both are wonderful person
If I COULD PROVE HOW MUCH YOU GUYS MEANT TO ME
I WOULD BUY THE WORLD FOR YOU!!
BY: Shalini Bolton "Lucky"
To: Amanda & JD
"Always do right. This will gratify some people and astonish the rest."
... Mark Twain
"What lies behind us and what lies before us are tiny matters compared to what lies within us."
-Ralph Waldo Emerson
Wedding Speech-Best man
I rise for a toast, for I’m the best man,
Because Mike and I have been brothers, since time for me began.
He is older by four, but still a best friend,
So don’t worry Mikey, I’ll say nothing to offend.
When I sat down to think about my life with him,
There were so many stories, I couldn’t possibly finish them.
But there is one story when we were just kids,
That made everyone shake their head and cover their eyelids.
It sticks in my mind as a bright sunny day,
Just a couple of kids out to play.
While tossing the ball, he noticed the car,
Had started to roll down the driveway a bit far.
As the car picked up speed, Mike took to flight,
Grabbed on to the bumper and pulled with all his might.
Now, maybe superman, Hulk Hogan, or He-man I’d say,
But Mike was not stopping the car that day.
Refusing to give up, he was pulled to his knees,
And dragged like a rag doll 25 yards with ease.
We all watched in agony and perhaps admiration,
That this little guy had such guts and determination.
When all was over, he arose battered and bleeding,
The gravel he was pulled through gave him quite a beating.
Indeed he had paid an exhausting price,
But mom was right there with kisses and ice.
The story ends there, but a point is to be made,
That the torch has been passed on this glorious day.
Kelly and Mike have said vows for life,
Through good times, happiness, and even through strife.
When each is dragged down as Mike was that day,
The other will be there to make it okay.
Like mother did which was always so nice,
They will be there for each other with kisses and ice.
Mike’s been a great brother so far I’ll admit,
And I’m happy and honored to be up here to say it.
You see, when we were younger, I just have to mention,
I’d do anything I could to capture his attention.
The best days I had were when he beat me in play.
Along with his friends sitting up here today,
They’d punch me in the shoulder and throw me to the floor.
And I’d get up eagerly and ask for more.
To me that was cool to be part of his gang,
Even though it meant having to put up with the pain.
And then there were times we went fishing with dad,
And you guys laughed yourselves silly at the horrible luck we all had.
We’d sit on the boat in the middle of the lake,
While I’d tame your boredom by playing with the bait.
It’s been a long time since those days in the past,
But I know in my heart that they will not be the last.
Mike, you’ve set standards for me I’ve worked hard to hold,
Equaling is tough, and exceeding is my goal.
So seriously Mike, I’ve had so much fun,
And I hope you all get a sense of mom and dad's first son.
Such a perfect couple ending up as man and wife,
Is proof enough for me that God does guide our life.
It’s time for a toast, to my brother and his bride,
I love you both dearly, and I say this with pride.
Now let’s all lift our glasses to the happiest man I know,
And to Kelly his lovely wife, the one who made him so.
Best of luck to you guys!
Stephanie arrives to work with a smile on her face,
Her attitude is positive thru this hectic life a.k.a. rat-race.
She downloads her music, plays it loud.
Sings the words with an attitude that's proud.
Cats and dogs in the neighborhood howl with glee,
Now I hope she doesn't get mad at me.
In all seriousness,
Stephanie Stickler is a great gal!
A friend is the best thing in life
A person is only complete
when he/she has a true friend
to understand her/him
to share all her/his
passions and sorrows with
and to stand by her/him
throughout her/his life
friendship does not depend
on being together
It is deeper than that
closeness is something inside of people
that is always there
ready to be shared with each other
whenever the need arises
It is such a comfortable and warm feeling
to know that
people have such a lifetime
with friendship
There are many people
that we meet in our lives
but only a very few
will make a lasting impression
on our minds and hearts
It is these people that we will
think of often
and who will always remain
important to us
as true friends
When You go to kiss your honey
And His nose is kinda runny
Don't think it's funny
Because it's snot :)
Temptations seldom come through the front door of your life.
They crawl through your open windows and drop down your chimmey.
Where Are My Children?
Where are my children?
I miss the sound of their little feet as they ran...
catching the stars that surrounded them.
I miss their smiles as the slept upond my clouds....
I miss their dreams that gave the sun it most glorious rays.
Where have all my young men gone?
Their work they have abandoned.
The ladder they supported to my heart grows
weak and is about to break.
Young maidens who helped me keep safe the babies...
Why are you running around getting wet in the waves?
Stop crying now, and perhaps the tide shall be called back.
Where is all the green land I laid before your feet?
All I see now is filth and grime,
and the acts of sin is far too deep
Come Home!!
Just lay down what your doing...
LQQK up! Call my name!
I promise I will hear your claims!!!
But you all MUST KNOW THIS ONE LAST SIMPLE ACT,!!!
is your last free will choice.
THE ROSE
APRIL 16,1999
God Can You Hear Me?
God can you hear me?
Can you see me?
Can you feel me?
God will you help us?
we're tired of the fighting and the way we live.
we're tired of starving we're even tired of our sins.
We want to come home now it's getting darker outside
we want to come in.
Or could you come to us now and live within?
Inside, beside outside we don't care!
We just need our daddy's hug- just to know you're still there!
The Rose
Aug. 31 1999
Seat of Our Pants
We're all just hanging in here by the seat of our pants Lord.
More often then not we're not sure what we're even supposed to be looking for!
Some say it's our true self - Some say it's you - Some say it's our own very soul.
So this is just a short prayer..Letting you know' we're all trying hard-and hoping we're not just merely digging our own hole!!!
THE ROSE
AUG. 1999
Somebody
Somebody's going to scare the hell out of us..
not by rain or thunder, sleet or hail!
But somebody's going to free us from this pain we feel.
It's not going to be exactly as the Bible read, or the sermons you heard.
It'll be by someone the world will know as the little bird.
feeling skeptical and vain?...Mister rich man in the rain??
feeling smug and satisfied?....pretty lil butterfly...
Try feeling safe and sound..for LOVE is alive and has certainly been around.
Living on the edge... This lil one who's to be the bridge.
Living right next to you..Some has even called her neighbor.
But none ever dreamt she could someday be called their savior!
When you see her, reach out and she will touch you
Feel her, touch her, feel safe now within her embrace.
The Rose
AUG, 1999
Nineteen Hundred and Fifty Five
Where were you in the year 1955? For that was the year I got sent here from above.
I was told from a human's viewpoint is how I sould check this place out.
And I am sad to say I've to this very day found nothing good to write home about.
Do you know where you were when I was hungry and had no place to sleep?
Since my arrival here I can count the times I've laughed, But not the times I've weeped.
Countless times for help I've held out my hand. Some of you were blind,
some too busy..BUT NONE OF YOU>>> but the homeless and drug addicts ever offered me help me in this land.
God's on his way with a blazing light!!!!!!!!!
I'll pray for you all..For I know I've put up a good fight.
Now there's still time for praying, and you should be doing so...
should go without my saying.....For He's angry !!! and sad !!!!
and I'll let you all know, He's more then just a little mad !!!!
SO you and you and yes even you!!!!!Fall on your knees. As I finally get to slip out of this your world with ease....
Pamela Rose houser
AKA
The Rose
Aug >>> 1999
The following is not my poem - it's an old Eastern Proverb that I learned when I was 12 and still remember to this day:
He who knows and knows he knows
Is a wise man - seek him
He who knows and knows not he knows
Is asleep - wake him
He who knows not and knows he knows not
Is a child - teach him
He who knows not and knows not he knows not
Is a fool - shun him
Sitting here, thinking of you
the sweet things you've done
how happy you make me
thinking of all the things you've said
that made my heart melt
*reminded*
the things you've said
they keep playing over and over in my head
The things you've said, could they be the mother of my tears?
The hottest girls, how you would do anything for them, your very beautiful girlfriends that you've left behind
You loved them so much, they were so perfect
Why am I crying? These things you've said, tear me up inside
As I sit here, looking at this outcast, My reflection whispers back to me- I'm ugly, I'm nothing, those other girls are better than me
Your words are destroying me, my sweet, I love you, and you love them
Does this have a purpose, to tell me I'm worthless?
You've brought me to tears more than once...
Why must you relive your perfect love for those perfect girls, when your listener is me?
I've tried to hold back my tears, but my heart is drowning, I pray for this to all be behind me soon
I'm lost in the ashes that are my saddness, where can I find your love?
Everytime I think of those words that you've said, or when my passion is broken by their rebirth, they swallow me up
It may be jealousy, I'll be the first to admit, but only because I wish your love was mine
And now in pain, as my burning tears are shed, I'm begging you, my love, let the vision of your past loves fade from my mind, please don't quench the thirst of sadness with my tears
Please my Heaven, let me be your angel
First one: Grab a root and growl "as said by my grandfather"
I think what he was trying to tell me was when you see something in life that you want or need, grab ahold of it and don't let go. Basically to never give up
Second one: This boy is one hard dog to keep under the porch
I don't know where it originated from. I heard it on a cartoon and thought it sounded cool I think it fits me properly because I don't like to be cooped up. I am always on the go.
When I say..."I am a Christian"
I'm not shouting "I am saved"
I'm whispering "I get lost!"
"That is why I chose this way."
When I say..."I am a Christian"
I don't speak of this with pride.
I'm confessing that I stumble
and need someone to be my guide.
When I say..."I am a Christian"
I'm not trying to be strong.
I'm professing that I'm weak
and pray for strength to carry on.
When I say..."I am a Christian"
I'm not bragging of success.
I'm admitting I have failed
and cannot ever pay the debt.
When I say..."I am a Christian"
I'm not claiming to be perfect,
my flaws are too visible
but God believes I'm worth it.
When I say..."I am a Christian"
I still feel the sting of pain
I have my share of heartaches
which is why I seek His name.
When I say..."I am a Christian"
I do not wish to judge.
I have no authority.
I only know I'm loved.
-Author unknown
Courage
By...Carrie Cox
Courage is daring to do more.
Courage is not being afraid.
Courage is doing what's right in the most difficult times.
Courage is giving up your life so that other's may live.
Courage is being brave.
My Favorite Quote:
"Before you can win, you have to believe you are worthy" -Mike Ditka
"I don't know why Jesus loves me
I don't know why Jesus cares
I don't know why he sacrificed his life
for me, Oh... but I'm so glad
I'm so glad that He did."
The words of that old song
still ring in my heart today
it sings about the love of Jesus
and that came from heaven
just to show us the way.
That old song gives me joy
finding Jesus as my savior
was better than any new toy!
The Jesus who washed my sins away
The Jesus who promised near he
would always stay.
That old song talks about him
and of how Jesus paid the price
out at calvery upon the cross
so that no one had to be lost.
That old song of grace
I still sing each day
for I love the name of Jesus
and he leads me along the way.
That old song helps me
as I use my faith
to trust fully in Jesus name
and in his love and grace
I shall forever remain.
.... written 8/11/99
by EdnaLea
I was sitting in the backyard
swingin' my boys
blowing them bubbles,
just for the joys!
When my 5 year old, Woody,
with all the purity of
childhood innocence in his eyes, asks...
"Have you ever been so happy?"
His question surprised me,
and really made me think.
As my heart swelled with love,
I answered with a wink.
"As a matter of fact,
No I haven't, this is really nice!"
Keep in mind, for a child
the simplest things are often the best
sometimes just being together
takes care of the rest...
...........Mitzi Confer aka CntryGrl
August 7, 1999
Le foglie d'acanto.
Pomeriggio senza pensieri.
Un suono:
Forse il fruscio d'alberi.
Poco dopo.
...........Giuseppe Patellaro
I am who I am,
Nothing less, Nothing more.
If you don't like it.
Then hit the door.
*accept me as I am, or don't accept me at all*
...........Laci
I know we've been drifting apart,
But you are always in my heart.
You'll always be my best friend.
I'm here for you til the very end.
We're not as close as yesterday,
But best friends we will stay.
We've both made some mistakes in the past,
And yet our friendship will last.
You'll always be the miracle that saved me.
The miracle that opened my eyes and made me see.
Thank you for listening when I needed to talk.
Or going with me when I needed to walk.
Thanks for just being there.
To let me know that you care.
I care for you.
I'm alone and feel so blue.
I wish you were here to talk to.
I love and miss you.
"Any day above the ground is a good day."
Sometimes life is like laundry. You just have to hang it out!
The best vitamin for making friends is : B 1
An empty heart, like a silent well
She stares at the floor where her tears last fell
She has no feelings aside from the pain
She knows she can never laugh again
Tears won't help ~ nor will love
Her pain is all she's thinking of
She has no fear ~ all hope is gone
She has no desire to carry on
She's falling apart and drifting away
She fades a little more with each passing day
No one can help ~ it's way too late
She's been consumed by self-loathing and hate
There's nothing anyone can do to make her see the light
Her day has suddenly darkened ~ giving way to night
She's lost in her confusion ~ drowing in her sorrow
She's been unjustly robbed of her destined tomorrow
In herself she sees no friend
So she decides to call this the end...
For Vicki Margaret
My laughter turns to tears
My heart begins to break
This empty void without you
Is more than I can take
My eyes fill with tears
My heart begins to melt
My memories are fading
Of a love so deeply felt
My hope turns to despair
My joy gives way to sorrow
Every new day brings another
Unwanted tomorrow
Life without you is killing me
I don't think I can go on
How on earth can I survive
Now that you are gone?
I knew all along you were dying
I watched you slowly slip away
It broke my heart to see you
As you fought so hard to stay
Even though you're gone
You're love lives on in me
What a perfect soul you were
The world will one day see...
The night became day just for one hour
The taste of a lemon was no longer sour
The tide in the sea it just stood still
It won't happen again no it never will.
The world it stopped spinning just for a second
All these things happened cause something had beckoned
And all the great trees a thousand years old
Just bowed down their heads the day they were told.
A baby called Sarah was born on this night
My world changed completely from darkness to light.
Have you ever noticed how a child reacts to a wink?
How men perk up on receiving a wink?
What about the women of the universe - we enjoy the wink of the eye.
The benefits of the wink are many - the giver gets a chance to exercise their eye muscles the receiver generally respond with a smile and/or a return wink. The giver while winking can't help but smile.
So keep the light going. Wink and Smile.
My heart floats on clouds of gray
It's heavy and fills with sadness with each passing day
A light streaks across the sky
I feel like I'm about to cry
The sound of thunder shakes the ground and you feel my pain
The clouds open and my tears flow past you as the rain
As the wind whips around your face
It's my heart that will be able to trace
All the pain within your eyes
I'll soak it up and take it to the skies
And if by chance the clouds send hail
You will know as I, my heart was doomed to fail
So everytime you see the sky turning gray
Think of me, I'm soaking up the world's pain along the way
Everytime you see lightning
It will be the tears that I'll be fighting
And when the thunder starts to rumble
You will know my efforts begin to tumble
And pretty soon my tears fall again as the rain
To wash away all your pain
I look at God in the eye
And see not my unknown self.
But the brown, blue and black colours
Which makes me see my unknown self.
I hear the birds in the trees
And dream not of a tuneful melody
But of their lives on that oak tree.
I look at the sunset each day
And see not the beauty
But the red streaks and yellow streaks
Which are more beautiful to me.
I meet the great people of civilisation abound
And see not their great deeds
But their finely tuned senses
Of controlled simplicity.
In barren lands and parched deserts I stand
And see not the possibility of death
But the possibility
Of my eyes opening.
In the tundra I begin to waste
And feel not the presence of solitude.
But the welcome hope of a mind of ice.
Into the Grand Canyon I gaze
And dream not of reaching the bottom
But of the beauty of being at the top.
Into the battlefields of Rwanda I meander
And feel not the pain of war
But the end of humanity approaching
So simply, quickly and efficiently
That I close my eyes to sleep
With no dreams.
Beyond the stars my small eyes attempt to gaze
To analyse not the systems of systems
But the simplicity of just not hoping to reach them.
Into the eyes of a new baby my own eyes venture
And see not a crying new human being
But an amalgamation of two hopes, two dreams and a true friendship.
My simplicity means that I can't argue.
I am best left this way.
"Progress in progress", always engaged.
But not ever
Never
By shunning simplicity.
Author: Amit Kothari
While the tongue may speak the words and the mind may play devil's advocate it is the heart that displays who you are.
The Spirit is felt when the heart persuades the mind to listen.
While freedom is felt when the tongue speaks of the glory of God.
Peace of being comes when both heart and mind are obedient to God.
There once was a man named Foley who had a goal he followed with fury.
He got slammed down but he never stopped moving around.
He even had multiple personalities, the Dude of Luv, the Cactus and Mankind
Finally he found a sock which inspired his luck and he even named it 'socko'
He hit The Rock a claw and grabbed on to his jaw
His goal was in fact near...1,2,3 and running around he was Mankind, Mick Foley
(Mick Foley aka. Cactus Jack, Mankind, Dude Love fulfilled his life long dream of winning the WWF World Title)
Operator, this is my last coin so, listen to me well.
I'm through with the daily smiles and the sweet careless words.
I'd rather travel thousands of miles and change rose's petals for swords.
I need a friend to share those tears with me, a voice that I know from the phone.
I want someone to be the shoulder I put my head on.
So, operator, listen to me well,
no more flowers and immaculate dove,
I want a long distance love.
He who knows not and knows NOT that he knows not,
He is simple - Teach him
He who knows not and KNOWS that he knows not,
He is a fool - Shun him
He who knows and knows NOT that he knows,
He is asleep - Wake him
But, he who knows and KNOWS that he knows,
He is wise - Follow him.
Trees
peacefully swaying in the wind
home to many innocent animals
resting place on steamy summer days
Water
keeps life alive
nourishing feeling running through your body
wonderful taste on steamy summer days
Animals
free creatures fun to watch
active lifestyle always busy
Ground
takes the weight of our gentle steps
home for swarms of peaceful animals
what we play on during steamy summer days
Flowers
sweet scents makes our noses joyous
once bloomed most beautiful of all
fun to smell on steamy summer days
Leaves
falling gently to the ground
edible for many tiny animals
seen during those steamy summer days
Mountains
huge, vast spread across the land
watch over the world
fun to climb on steamy summer days
Oceans
home to many animals
small and large creatures scurring in the water
fun to swim in on steamy summer days
Nature
everything that we enjoy
young and old live in harmony
fun to live with on those steamy summer days
"Everything is as it should be."
...Anonymous
Hope this helps people accept life for what it is .. an uncertainty.
I do not say that there were no
Misunderstandings, discontents,
And hurts. I would it had been so ...
But these we learned to live above.
I do not say there were no hurts.
I say they mattered less than love.
Jane Merchant, Halfway Up the Sky
"All men are equal - all men, that is to say, who possess umbrellas."
E.M.Forster... 'Howards End'
One morning I woke up and saw someone I didn't want to see.
That person I stared at for hours was me.
The road I took:the direction I chose,
made all the open doors in my life close.
I realized you can't live in shadows and you can't change the past.
Painful memories are meant to teach not for the pain to last.
I realized today is only a condition-it could end or it could once again begin.
But either way you never have that day again.
Tommorrow isn't promised-the future is never truthfully foretold.
So I look at myself to see which way I've let myself be sold.
You can be what you want to be isn't that right?
Well in this world in total hate and darkness you have to persevere and burn bright.
Nothing is impossible that's what they say.
So why not attempt to just try ever day.
Maybe I can't win every race and fly,
but it sure never hurts to want to try.
Sometimes I can feel my soul scratching for air,
because I'm suffocating myself trying to get there.
I press toward a future I can't dream of enough or explain.
But everyday I stive for what I have yet to obtain.
I feel my spirit smile everytime I breathe,
because I'm pushing on and not going to leave.
Life may be full of things no one can control.
But there's always a time to take back what it has stole.
All my life I seem to tell myself some where there's more.
But there's always been more-if you just look at where you were before.
You're not where you want to be but you're not where you were-so stand tall.
Smile, laugh, sit back and watch it all.
If there's one thing I can say that will make any of this complete,
I tell you all step in-life is only a doorstep at your feet.
You tell me...I'll forget.
You show me...I'll remember.
You get involved.....I'll understand.
Today is Tomorrow
Today is the tomorrow we worried about yesterday.
Hearts brake
people cry
people get hurt
people lose hope
Don't you know
don't you see
it happens everday
People never want
to show how they
feel. people don't want
to be forgotton.
don't you know
don't you see
it happens everday
People work all day
people get hungrey
people get happy
than they get sad
Don't you know
don't you see
it happens everday.
I wish I was an explorer,
With the courage to find paths new.
I wish I was a venturer,
To take the paths now known.
I wish I was a visitor,
But none can go back to the start.
I wish I was a traveller,
And never regret ways untaken.
I wish I was a foreigner,
To resee old paths with a positive eye.
I wish I was a seeker,
To find those on my path,
So I never more walk alone.
A piece of heaven falls to the ground,
The one I love waiting to be found.
Each curve of his body, smooth and strong,
Each muscle and bone, right where they belong.
A star studded smile mounted on his face,
Each little tooth, perfect in its place.
His eyes reflect the deep ocean blue,
A breathtaking color, a heavenly hue.
His dark skin asks to touch,
I reach out and touch very much
With each long look and begging stare,
My heart is reminded of how much you care.
I close my eyes and dream of him,
When I wake up, I want to dream again.
Nothing compares to this feeling of you,
Knowing you're beside my, and loving it too.
A continuous dream of you & I,
How I feel for you I cannot lie.
My dream has come true and I am awake,
This was no CHANCE, I call it fate...
Goodbye Emotions
You hold him close and close your eyes,
A moment in life like this never dies.
He kisses you with such intensity and love,
A kiss from an angel from way up above.
He whispers sweet nothings in your ear,
And words that your heart longs to hear.
A kind ans gentle finger caresses your face,
These times set your heart in a pace.
Long looks of love and devotion,
Looks of sadness and gracious emotion.
Kissing palms and enlacing fingers,
On your hand his touch forever lingers.
But things can happen to the bad,
Anything: frustrating or sad.
The one you love could disappear,
Making you wonder why you let the little things interfere.
If you knew this would come,
Things you did you would want undone.
Minutes of lonliness and fear would be replaced,
But the moments spent together are in your mind, forever incased.
A time you should have said, "I love you",
Its now wasted, nothing you can do.
A reminder of what you should do to make your short like the best,
So if your love dies, your soul too will rest.
When you should have been there holding her hand,
You spent it somewhere else, can't you understand?
You may be here today, but maybe not in a week,
Thinking of what you could have done will make your heart weak.
Nothing can change what has been,
But redoing it in the future makes an impossible sin.
....Shannon Sweeney (Age 14)
If you take the time to listen or read peace is not in the family home it's want and greed.
Not love nor smiles fill their faces violence and rage shows in all places.
Not patience, kind words, nor just plain fun but cursing and the urge to abuse fill everyone.
Why can't we enjoy the joyous times?
Instead we fight and commit crimes.
We receive lies and shame from man why not replace that with a helping hand?
That sounds good, don't you agree?
Like putting down the dirt and then the tree.
If we put in positive actions all negative will cease.
Then we will live together and finally have peace.
Lights so bright
in the night sky
lights far away
in the night sky
were do they come
from some were far
from the night sky
Lights in the night sky
were do you come from?
I went to a birthday party
but I remembered what you said.
You told me not to drink at all,
so I had a Sprite instead.
I felt proud of myself,
the way you said I would,
that I didn't choose to drink and drive,
though some friends said I should.
I knew I made a healthy choice and
your advice to me was right
as the party finally ended
and the kids drove out of sight.
I got into my own car,
sure to get home in one piece,
never knowing what was coming,
something I expected least.
Now I'm lying on the pavement.
I can hear the policeman say,
"The kid that caused this wreck was drunk."
His voice seems far away.
My own blood is all around me,
as I try hard not to cry.
I can hear the parametic say,
"This girl is going to die."
I'm sure the guy had no idea,
while he was flying high,
because he chose to drink
and drive that I would have to die.
So why do people do it,
knowing that it ruins lives?
But now the pain is cutting me
like a hundred stabbing knives.
Tell my sister not to be afraid,
tell Daddy to be brave,
and when I go to heaven to
put "Daddy's Girl" on my grave.
Someone should have taught him
that it's wrong to drink and drive.
Maybe if his mom and dad had,
I'd still be alive.
My breath is getting shorter,
I'm getting really scared.
These are my final moments,
and I'm so unprepared.
I wish that you could hold me,Mom,
as I lie here and die.
I wish I could say
I love you and good-bye.
-Retold by Jane Watkins
Four months ago we met online.
We chatted for hours at a time.
I was skeptical of you at first.
Always thinking of the worst.
But your words to me were so kind.
Always having you on my mind.
Your words seemed so true
Never once leaving me feeling blue.
I used to say to myself i hope you and i meet
Maybe find out what we developed online could never be beat.
Someday i want to show you my love and affection.
I hope you think its done with such perfection.
One day i want you to see,
just how much you mean to me.
The passion we share online together
is something i hope that lasts forver.
FINALLY.......
Our dreams of meeting was a dream no more,
I slowly walked up to the hotel door.
You opened it up with a smile on your face, arms extended for a warm embrace.
You were everything i thought you would be,
and now you were there just holding me.
The time we spent together was a dream come
true. For all ive been wanting was to be with you.
I would melt when your arms wrapped around me and our lips would touch..oh how i liked
that very much!!
The days went by way to fast.
I wanted so much for the week to last.
The time was now here for us to part.
My eyes filled with tears and sadness within my heart.
We stood there holding each other for awhile, gazing into each other's eyes..
and all i could do was let out little sighs.
You got in your truck and started to drive
away, My body stood still i didnt know what to say.
You looked at me one last time to say good-bye, But all i did was turn away to cry.
You touched my life in such a meaningful way..that all i want now is for you to
come back and STAY!!!!
written by Mary Bell
A deep dark, dingy hole,
Filled with misery and self pity.
The walls are high and frightening.
No where to go,
No where to hide.
All alone in this dark, dingy hole.
Crying out just to hear my echo,
Mimicking me in a taunting voice.
Making me feel ever more alone.
Therewith a light appears,
Just as I am about to give up hope.
A voice whispers softly,
Telling me not to be fearful.
Reaching out to me,
With such compassion and understanding.
Pleading me to allow him to help.
I shrink away from his touch, afraid.
Sinking back into my dark, dingy, hole.
It is so much easier just to be left behind,
To be forgotten.
I want to stay in the dark for eternity,
Just praying to die.
But the light protests,
Not giving up faith.
Wanting to help me so frantically.
Always being gentle and kind-hearted.
Opening up his own world for me to join.
His world is full of love and hope for the future.
I take his hand as he pulls me up from the dark.
I feel dizzy and light-headed as I walk towards the light,
Looking back at my dark, dingy, hole of the past.
But he keeps me with him,
Talking so sweetly.
Telling me he loves me,
And that my life is worth so much more.
I enter the light with him still by my side.
Still helping me every step of the way.
I can see my life so clearly now.
There are no shadows,
Nothing blocking out everything I almost gave up.
The pain and sorrow come back.
Almost enough so that I think of going back,
To hide away in the dark,
Without feelings or emotions.
But he is always there,
Asking if I am ok.
Always a breath away,
Looking over me.
I am getting better everyday,
And I can see now,
That I am worthy of the life God blessed me with.
I know I have a purpose on this earth,
That I can't leave without.
And to think I almost gave up.
Almost taking my own sacred life.
But I shall forever and ever be grateful,
To the one whom guided me to the light.
To my one Angel on this earth,
Thank-you is never going to be enough.
I love you.
-Jody-
FRIENDS forever,
FRIENDS for life,
FRIENDS will always get over a fight.
FRIENDS are bomb,
you can look us up at FRIENDS.com.
FRIENDS are good,
so if you could,
find a FRIEND,
there really good.
Flowers
Flowers bloom after spring showers. About this time heroes lose their powers, clocks lose their hours, cities lose their towers, because of flowers. Saddness, Maddness, craziness too, all because of flowers. They wither and die, and so do we, and believe me, it's all because of FLOWERS.
Sometimes
Sometimes when I'm in my room, I think of days gone by. I think of all my past boyfriends, it makes me want to cry.
The memories of these brake ups and what they meant to me, I'd rather have a boyfriend instead of climb an tree. But I've learned my lesson, to chosse my people well. I'd rather have a relationship as slow as a snail.
Hiding behind my mask of happiness.
Not letting my true feelings show through.
Feeling alone and helpless,
Drowning in a pool of emotions.
Not letting anyone close enough,
To find the real me inside.
Putting on a charade,
For everyone to see.
Yet silently screaming inside.
A forced laugh,
A glass smile.
Fooling everyone into believing,
That I am content and happy.
Never to suspect,
That I am close to my breaking point.
Walking through my days,
In a solitaire world of my own making.
I am hiding.
From what?
So frightened of life.
So frightened it will hurt me again.
Not wanting to reach out,
No matter how tempting it is.
So I am hiding so nobody will know,
How scared I really am.
Hiding,
Behind my own,
Mask of Happiness.
-Jody age 14-
We look for what we believe is the truth but we can't tell the truth from the lies that soaken deep in our lifes well we ever know what is the truth or will we ever tell the diffence between the truth and lies?
There is a River
There is a river waiting for me on the other side
eternally flowing from the tears I’ve cried.
And waiting for me there are those who have gone before
who will greet me with open arms forevermore.
There is a river waiting for me that never runs dry
where kindred spirits reign when their bodies die.
And waiting for me there are those who have gone before
who will greet me with tears of joy forevermore.
There is a river waiting for me that is filled with souls
of friends and lovers no life on earth could hold.
And waiting for me there are those who have gone before
who will greet me with a smile on that distant shore.
There is a river waiting for me where the sun always shines
and it is waiting for those that I’ve left behind.
And waiting for me there are those who have gone before
who will greet me with a warm embrace forevermore.
There is a river waiting for me that runs to the sea
where all sorrow is drowned and my heart is free.
And waiting for me there are those who have gone before
who will greet me with a kiss and I’ll feel pain nevermore.
There is a river waiting for me on the other side
eternally flowing from the tears I’ve cried.
There is a river waiting for me on the other side
that spilled its banks the day before I died.
by Marc Wesley McCord
© February 18, 1998 . All Rights Reserved.
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just a little prayer
as all of you may know
all soldiers have to go,
some go to far places
where they see more new faces
The point i realy like to make
is that three lifes are in steack
my little prayer is for
three soldiers who havent made it home
it was not long ago
when they had to go
every body knows who they are
and should know where theyre at
they come out on the news
and thats where i saw them
i decided to help their parents
by saying this little prayer
please if you are reading
put your hands together and keep on reading
lets all pray like the family that we are
dear god we are here to cry out for your help
please you are the only one one who can
This is to let you know lord something
you may already know
this goes out for our three soldiers
just to let them and their folks know
that they dont stand alone
we are all a family
we pray for the folks and their soldiers
god please let them know your with them
please lord make them safe
please help us to be brave
just like them
they are now very special men
not only to thier family
but to us who they can consider friends
please lord lead them out of danger
and please lead them home
for thats where they belong
never leave them alone
you come along with them for a safe return
it doesnt matter how they get here running,walking,or in a car
aslong as they dont have a single scarf
please guide theyre every step
so they wont get lost along their way
i hope you keep them safe
if you need help we will be here to pray
in your name we pray amen
... love a 14 year old, who knows not what she speaks but hopes she did good and prayed
TO THE SOLDIERS AND THEIR PARENTS DONT WORRY GOD IS HERE ALWAYS HAS BEEN AND ALWAYS WILL BE
love another of gods daughter
So many are gone and took with them
bits of my life I kept hid within.
The memories often return and make me strong,
but there's times they haunt and I can't go on.
So I write small thoughts down in rhyme
and wait for past voices to call, "it's supper time".
"You can't win all the time....but you can't lose forever"
"You've got to dance like no one is watching....and love like it wll never hurt"
You will never forgive anyone more
than God had already forgiven you.
Searching my life
Searching my soul
looking for what I am untold...
One stormy night you came
into my life
Gentle words you speak
as tears course down my cheek....
My prince My prince how you
light up my life
All my world hath been set right....
Searching, Searching, Searching
no more
For I have found what lies instore....
--- Brandi Cobb ---
Time
Passage of time so sweet so slow
Woe that the day be more...
Travel of earth from moon to sun
Only that thy be alarmed...
Distance so far yet closer my love
To peace of one kind...
I shall not have thoughtess cares
To become blind...
Yet shall I love thee
Naught for beauty nor lust
Thine self I shall love...
Ye who spoke the light of sun
Darkness shall not come...
Thee the one my soul doth know
Let it be written
Yea it shall be so...
--- Brandi Cobb ---
I saw you the other day
You glanced over at me
But then you looked the other way
I don't understand how that can be
Didn't you recognize me?
We lay eyes on each other after so long
Yet I still love you the same
I can't believe that we were both so wrong
But its you on whom I lay the blame
You knew that I loved you
So why did you stop loving me
When we were together it felt so true
But you said you wanted to be free
Instead, you just left me
I saw you the other day
You were with another girl
"She's my sister" is what I hoped you'd say
But what a small world
And it all turned gray
when you said, "She's my fiancee."
--- Adriana Aboytes ---
"Win, lose, what's the difference? I do what I have to do, you do what you have to do. Whatever happens, happens."
--- Oscar Mannheim, Runaway Train ---
I gaze up at your light
oh how you make me warm
oh you make the days so bright
oh how i miss you when you sleep
oh how i despise the clouds that make you vanish
oh how you make me so happy
.
---Melinda Washko---
he woke with a smile, so niave.....
soul yet to be tarnished by this hereditary evil.
a weed in a bed of flowers.....
choking on his own defiance.
he rose above the clouds to try and follow love...
to be but another........
in the comfort of a substance he turned his back to emotion.....
to feel with a lonely passion...he numbed the nerves of hope.
to exept the fear of knowing...
that we are from the dirt.
and this is the begining
not the ending of our hurt.
goodnight to innocence that is sleeping in that grave.....
for fate is crowned the master and to it we serve as slave....
---william jehlen---
God what is my purpose in life?
You must first talk to your brother and sister beings.
Sister Flower what is my purpose in life?
Well that is easy you are here to admire my beauty and my pleasant fragrance.
Brother Rain what is my purpose in life?
You are to dance underneath my many uproars.
Brother Sun what is my purpose in life?
You are to be the one who enjoys the warmth of my glow on you back on a summer day.
God I have asked my brother and sister beings what my purpose in life is. They all told me pointless things that are meaningless to me. There you are wrong my son. If there were no you than there would be no one to enjoy these little things, and there for giving your brother and sister beings no purpose in life. So your purpose in life is to enjoy every little second of it that you can, be it big or small
---Ryan Lauria---
Dilemma
Oh my god!
Uh oh!
Here goes that weird feeling.
What do i do now?
Maybe I should...
Nah that is not right.
Then again if I...
No now you are thinking to much.
You should just do it.
But that is not you.
You have to know what is going to happen next...
That is just it you do not know what is going to happen.
You know what you want to happen but that never happens.
Uh oh it is decision time what should I do?
---Ryan Lauria---
The Meal
We sit down you look as beautiful as ever.
The waiter comes and takes our orders.
He looks very odd and you get this weird feeling through you.
He takes our orders.
You order my heart and I order your brain.
We have small talk, but the atmosphere seems very cold, but I try as hard as I can to lighten up the room but it does not work.
Our meals come.
You rip right into yours without care of being messy.
I eat mine with precision only eating the very best parts and enjoying every little bit of it.
You are still champing down making a huge ruckus.
Then the waiter comes over and asks you to leave, I also get up to leave but you tell me to stay and enjoy my meal, which I will not be able to do because you are not there.
Then you say we should do something again but not go out to a meal.
---Ryan Lauria---
Clouds
The teacher asked the students, "What is a cloud made of?".
Timmy said that it is made of marshmallow.
Sheryl said it was made of cotton.
Julie said it was made of milk.
The Mr. Smarty pants Sam said that a cloud was made of water.
But I corrected them, because everyone knows that a cloud is made of the peach fuzz hair on a baby's head.
---Ryan Lauria---
Magic
Magic,
The stuff that steams off the body of a witch.
The impossible made possible.
The way a unicorn flies.
The reason there is gold at the end of the rainbow.
You.
---Ryan Lauria---
"It is only hopeless if you walk away."
---Author Unknown---
I dreamt once to be on top the tops of trees.
Old cottonwoods seemed to hold some spell on me.
Their leaves whispered while branches creaked in the breeze.
I would stand beneath, captured, looking up at these.
So when chores were done, I would go
down to the creek where cottonwoods grow.
The trees grew close together, but not in row,
as each stood alone for me alone to know.
Seemed some spirit perched high up there.
It hovered unseen and lived off air.
With unsure courage I stood and stared,
feeling a breeze from only God knows where.
Now the years have passed and the big trees are gone.
They've been cut down and burned having done no wrong.
The wind still blows, but there is no cottonwood song.
I stand where I once stood, but no longer belong.
---By John Cassens---
Dylan's like a piece of cake, everyone gets a slice,
we all made the mistake of thinking he is nice,
he can be nice, don't think he can't,
its just the way he acts, sometimes he can be so sweet,
sometimes he's just a brat.
But Dylan's such a player, it makes you want to scream,
believe me if you met him, you'd find out what I mean.
He goes through girls, it never ends,
whether their sisters, or whether their best friends.
---By Kelsie Wells---
When I look into your eyes
I see a world.
A world of bliss
A world of peace.
But in my eyes
there is no peace,
But a world of chaos
with no release.
Voices tell me
Do wrong not right
I need your help
to win this fight.
For you see
I need your help
to be free,
Please have pity
and help me.
---By Darren Webber---
there is a little cat who is lost from it's mother.
oh little cat it will be ok not to be worried
little cat follow the path through the woods
don't be scared little cat
don't let them take your hope away hope that you
little cat find the way to your mother
don't let those who's lost hope take your hope away
little cat don't cry your mother is waiting for you to come back to her.
---Melinda---
I dream it is you
by my side
at my bed
on my last dayWhisphering thoughts and moments of things we once shared
You set there knowing
once I close my eyes
never again
will I awakenYou take my hand
you caress my skin
smileing not to show me your
fear or sadness
holding back your tears
of hate and anger
for whats happening to meDon`t be angrey
be happy for meFor I shall be in
pain never morejust please never forget me
and always love meAs I will always love you
---Joyce Hedenberg---
In lovers park I did so well
I met a guy i thought was swell
He came and took my love from me
And now he wants to set me free
I ran right home and cried on my bed
Not a word to my mother was said
My daddy came home late that night
He searched for me left and right
Through my door my daddy broke
And found me hanging from a rope
"Daughter dear, what have you done?"
"You've killed yourself for one man's fun"
On her desk a note was found:
Dig my grave
Dig it deep
Bury me from head to feet
On my grave, place a dove
To show that i just died for love
---Stephanie---
As I sit with my thoughts late in the night,
I think of your face,
And all the mistakes in my life.
You're an angel of a boy with a beautiful face,
God blessed me with you to help me erase,
All the mistakes in my life.
I felt so unworthy of such a joy.
It all seemed a dream my beautiful boy.
But God helped me cope
with my doubts and my fears.
He showed me I'm worthy.
And helped me to see, Your Face,
My Beautiful Boy.
---Michele ---
I will arise and go now, and go to the starting line
Where I shall confront my fears, and battle them.
The pistol screams out, and the ground
Begins to shake, as I wheel out into
The frosty air, peculiar to those late fall afternoons.
As I begin to unravel all I can think is faster, faster
Faster. Here comes the sun, here comes the sun
Then my mind begins to wander.
Why do I put myself through this, for it seems to be
Hell on earth, to go until I can’t go any further, nor
Any faster. Why, that is the question.
Here comes the sun, here comes the sun.
As I continue to hurt, I realize
That my hands are not cold, but
Numb, as only such a fall day can do.
I am conscious only of my suffering,
Not of those around me, for they,
They do not matter. Here comes the sun,
Here comes the sun.
Just as I feel I have given it my all,
and think that I can’t go on, I hear voices-
Voices from all around me. Suddenly it is over,
And I have finished. Now I know why I put myself
Through this, as I gasp for breath.
It’s all right, I hear it in the deep heart’s core.
---Scott Wilson---
Knifeless stab wounds, the kind with a word.
Silent screaming, the kind that can't be heard.
The crushing of a rose, but the fragrance is still there.
Harsh words from a loved one, hurt the most because you care.
Mournful Poem
There is no food, but the belly grows.
The promise of tomorrow, but nobody knows.
A cowboy sings to himself on a lonely night.
A howling coyote, but nobody in sight.
Passionate promises said, but not meant.
Heavy burdens and bodys bent.
Now all we can hear is the sound of lament.
---Robin Sandstrom---
A time when your heart
Is full of joy
And your soul is at ease
When sleep is comfortable
And there is plenty of time
And there are friends to please
Life is great
When everything is so peaceful
Nothing is better
Than a little tranquility.
---Tyler Thomas---
Piume al vento:
Il cielo si nutre della tua calda voce.
Pipe line rivestiti di fibra di vetro
E d'alluminio.
Valkirie
In attesa di elicotteri.
Riluce il metallo di Cipro
Al raggio laser.
Ed il bimbo di Zoltan
Abbaglia il falco
Con una scheggia di specchio.
The needs of the many, outweigh the needs of the few, or the one.
...Author Unknown
Something I apply to my daily life in helping others, helping friends, and myself.
"In the end we will not remember the words of our enemies but the silence of our friends"
"If you don't like the way of something, change it, if you can't change it, change the way you look at it."
"Never ever frown, even when you're sad, becuase you never know when someone is falling in love with your smile"
"To the world you may just be one person, but to one person, you may just be the world."
A dream is just a dream if one persom dreams it!
But when many dream the same dream, it is the beginning of a whole new reality!!
To be w/ you and to hold your hand, to place near my heart as i know we will soon be apart, as I await for time to spend w/ an angel and to look into your eyes and never forget the starry skies, to hear your voice in my head just as sweet soft lullabyes to an infant, to see you walk towards me and i feel my heart leap into my throat, this is a simple definition of heaven on earth....
...all it is is to hold you near and look into your eyes, and dream of perfect skies"
G.P.S.
A strong yet suttle wind blows across this field where I sit. It is carrying your scent. The wind rustles threw the trees and I swear it is calling your name. The clouds roll in quickly and cover the stars that light your face, so softly in the sky.
The rain begins to fall like the blood rushing from my hears, when I thinl of us apart. My love I am dieing to be with you. With each crack of thunder, my heart pulses in a rage. A rage that longs for your, unstably shy lips to press against mine and melt us together for an eternity.
I try to stand, but my knees can't hold my unstable frame. My body begins to shake, as I see your image before me. The image is not real, it is a trick of the storm. As the clouds part and the stars light your gentle face once again, my heart is starting to ease.
I still sit in the field and know we are only miles apart, but to me my love, it seems like worlds. I force myself to rise up and walk for home. My legs won't take me, they walk in a direction, I have never been. They are bringing me to you, my love.
What may be miles seems like minutes now, for I am coming home to you. But until I reach you I will walk and be with you in your dreams. So hold me tight, my love, and never let me go, as I for I will you.
O Friend! 'Tis time that fails! 'Tis time that lies -
And measures all with ne'er a thought for beauty
Truth and all that springs from love and duty,
Honor, hope and all that's seen through honest eyes.
'Tis time that marks not greetings but good-byes -
Blind to kindness, lame yet resolutely
Hails the loss and pain of temp'ral booty,
Accumulated while some friend or lover dies.
O Friend! 'Tis life and lives Life celebrates!
'Twixt turnings of the glass, our brazen dance
And all that parts us from the brindled Fates,
Shouts, Glory! Ever Glory! Life's advance.
'Tis time that fails! Where Life unshackled sings,
Along the giddy path that Freedom brings
What you focus on develops:
If you always do what you have always done then you will always get what you always got.
Our souls hungry for a comforting heart,
finding the enemy we think he's a start.
Only to see he wasn't our friend,
and that only Jesus is by our side 'til the end.
...-Angela Broadley
This poem was sent to my family after my Mother passed away. Though it was sad it was comforting also, because I know this is what Mommy would of said if she could and I know this is what God will say to all of us on that special day.
When tomorrow starts without me, and I'm not there to see
If the sun should rise and find your eyes all filled with tears for me:
I wish so much you wouldn't cry the way you did today, while thinking of the many things we didn't get to say.
I know how much you love me, as much as I love you, and each time you think of me I know you'll miss me too
But when tomorrow starts without me, please try to understand, that an angel came and called my name and took me by the hand,
and said my place was ready in heaven far above, and that I'd have to leave behind all those I dearly love.
But as I turned to walk away, a tear fell from my eyes, for all life, I'd always thought I didn't want to die.
I had so much to live for and so much yet to do, it seemed almost impossible that I was leaving you.
I thought of all the yesterdays, the good ones and the bad, I thought of all the love we shared and all the fun we had.
If I could relive yesterday, I thought, just for awhile, I'd say goodbye and kiss you and maybe see you smile.
But then I fully realized that this could never be, for emptiness and memories would take the place of me.
And when I thought of worldly things that I'd miss come tomorrow, I thought of you, and when I did, my heart was filled with sorrow.
But when I walked through heaven's gates, I felt so much at home.
When God looked down and smiled at me. from His great golden throne, He said. "This is eternity and all I've promised you".
Today for life on earth is past but here it starts anew.
I promise no tomorrow, but today will always last, and since each day's the same day, there's no longing for the past.
But you have been so faithful so trusting, so true. Though there were times you did some things you knew you shouldn't do.
But you have been forgiven now at last you're free. So won't you take my hand and share my life with me?
So when tomorrow starts without me, don't think we're far apart, for everytime you think of me, I'm right here in your heart.
... David M. Romano.
Do everything. Love as much as you can ...it may hurt but it helps us grow.
Give all you have ... you may be poor but you will be content.
Always forgive ...your heart cannot afford not to.
Teach what you know and learn what you don't...Stay open to all you can...
But most importantly...dream your dream and then capture it.
... Anonymous
"We are all angels with only one wing, and can only fly by embracing each other"
... Anonymous
"Tomorrow's a new day, you will have another chance. One of the things you really do have to believe is, just because today's gone bad, doesn't mean tomorrow's gonna be bad. You've got to work hard, you've got to learn from your mistakes, and don't ever give up, because the people who give up are the people who don't achieve."
Silly, perhaps, but without laughter, we take ourselves too seriously. I'd rather laugh with my children today than regret NOT having laughed with them tomorrow!
My brother-in-law opened the bottom drawer of my sister's bureau and lifted out a tissue-wrapped package.
"This," he said, "is not a slip. This is lingerie." He discarded the tissue and handed me the slip. It was exquisite; silk, handmade and trimmed with a cobweb of lace. The price tag with an astronomical figure on it was still attached. "Jan bought this the first time we went to New York, at least 8 or 9 years ago.. She never wore it. She was saving it for a special occasion. Well, I guess this is the occasion." He took the slip from me and put it on the bed with the other clothes we were taking to the mortician. His hands lingered on the soft material for a moment, then he slammed the drawer shut and turned to me. "Don't ever save anything for a special occasion. Every day you're alive is a special occasion."
I remembered those words through the funeral and the days that followed when I helped him and my niece attend to all the sad chores that follow an unexpected death. I thought about them on the plane returning to California from the Midwestern town where my sister's family lives. I thought about all the things that she hadn't seen or heard or done. I thought about the things that she had done without realizing that they were special.
I'm still thinking about his words, and they've changed my life. I'm reading more and dusting less. I'm sitting on the deck and admiring the view without fussing about the weeds in the garden. I'm spending more time with my family and friends and less time in committee meetings. Whenever possible, life should be a pattern of experience to savor, not endure. I'm trying to recognize these moments now and cherish them.
I'm not "saving" anything; we use our good china and crystal for every special event-such as losing a pound, getting the sink unstopped, the first camellia blossom.
I wear my good blazer to the market if I feel like it. My theory is if I look prosperous, I can shell out $28.49 for one small bag of groceries without wincing. I'm not saving my good perfume for special parties; clerks in hardware stores and tellers in banks have noses that function as well as my party-going friends'.
"Someday" and "one of these days" are losing their grip on my vocabulary. If it's worth seeing or hearing or doing, I want to see and hear and do it now. I'm not sure what my sister would have done had she known that she wouldn't be here for the tomorrow we all take for granted. I think she would have called family members and a few close friends. She might have called a few former friends to apologize and mend fences for past squabbles. I like to think she would have gone out for a Chinese dinner, her favorite food. I'm guessing-I'll never know.
It's those little things left undone that would make me angry if I knew that my hours were limited. Angry because I put off seeing good Friends whom I was going to get in touch with-someday. Angry because I hadn't written certain letters that I intended to write-one of these days. Angry and sorry that I didn't tell my husband and daughter often enough how much I truly love them. I'm trying very hard not to put off, hold back, or save anything that would add laughter and luster to our lives.
And every morning when I open my eyes, I tell myself that it is special.
Every day, every minute, every breath truly is...a gift from God.
The story by Ann Wells reached me by email about three weeks ago and is very dear to me. First of all, I know Ann well (no pun intended). She goes by Annie to her friends. She worked with me for six years in San Francisco as a medical photographer. She got married and subsequently went to work at the San Jose Mercury News as a news photographer. In 1996 she won a Pulitzer Prize for her photo of a fireman rescuing a young girl from a flooded river in Northern California. Last year she was nominated for another Pulitzer, but didn't win. In early March 1998, she called several of us whom she had once worked with just to say she had been meaning to call for a long time and had decided after her sister's death not to wait any longer. To each of us, she delivered the same messages (without the explanation presented in the story you reprinted): if there is anything you ever wanted to do, do it now if there is anything you're saving for a special occasion, make today that special occasion if there is anyone you've been meaning to call or write, do it today. When her husband sent us the emailed story from the San Jose Mercury News (reprinted the next day by the LA Times), we all knew why Annie had called us and why she had implored us to live each today to its fullest.
The first submission had a few lines added to it, to make it a story to be passed on to others -- like a chain letter. That was not how Annie wrote it and not how it was printed in the San Jose Mercury News or the LA Times. I only mention this because it IS a copyrighted story, and changing it may not be proper.
Anyway, I just thought you might like to know something about the authoress of that wonderful "Story to Live By."
Jack Keller
"The successful man is quickly forgotten when he is gone, but the man of value will remain in our hearts and minds forever"
Quote by: Colin Heacock
If a single dive into the sea does not bring to you the pearl, do not conclude that the sea is without pearls. Countless are the pearls hidden in the sea. [Sri Ramakrishna]
We can do no great things, only small things with great love
. . . Mother Teresa
I try to make the light in other people's eyes my sun, the music in other's ears my symphony, the smile of other's lips my happiness . . . Helen Keller
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