“Live quietly in the moment and see the beauty of all before you. The future will take care of itself......”
Saturday, March 19, 2016
Wednesday, April 17, 2013
Why I Love You
You give to me hope
And help me to cope
When life pulls me down
You bring me around
You teach me to care
And help me to share
You make me honest
With kindness the best
From you I learned love
With grace from above
It's for you I live
And I want to give
You are the reason
That fills each season
When I hear love I think of you
You are my world and best friend too
I love you because you are so kind, thoughtful and caring
I love you because you are so pleasant, lovely and sharing
You made me the way I am
Thank you and this is the reason why I Love You
Wednesday, November 14, 2012
Why does it hurts???
How do I mend a broken heart?
My entire world has fallen apart.
How do I find hope in a brand new day,
when the one I love has gone away?
My mind overflows with memories of you,
of all that we've shared, all that we knew.
I long for your touch and your warm embrace,
the look in your eyes, the smile on your face.
My dreams are filled with your soft gentle kiss,
I wake and cry for all that I miss.
How do I mend a broken heart,
when my one true love and I are apart?
My heart knows to love only you, it won't let go, what do I do?
Our moments together were precious and few,
but I cherished them all more than you knew.
I love you my angel and always will,
I loved you then and I love you still.
My entire world has fallen apart.
How do I find hope in a brand new day,
when the one I love has gone away?
My mind overflows with memories of you,
of all that we've shared, all that we knew.
I long for your touch and your warm embrace,
the look in your eyes, the smile on your face.
My dreams are filled with your soft gentle kiss,
I wake and cry for all that I miss.
How do I mend a broken heart,
when my one true love and I are apart?
My heart knows to love only you, it won't let go, what do I do?
Our moments together were precious and few,
but I cherished them all more than you knew.
I love you my angel and always will,
I loved you then and I love you still.
Tuesday, March 20, 2012
Mother
A mother is the one who loves you
A mother puts no drug above you
A mother will never make you cry
A mother will never make you want to die
A mother will help you fight your fears
A mother will help you stop your tears
A mother will keep you safe and sound
A mother will never let you down
A mother will daily say I love you
A mother won’t say I hate you
A mother won’t wish you were dead
A mother won’t forget what you said
A mother won’t close the door
A mother won’t let you be poor.
Childhood is...
Childhood is hanging your pictures on the refrigerator, and tea parties you always have to cater.
Childhood is chasing butterflies and picking flowers,
playing with blocks and making towers.
Childhood is hating nap time,
and thinking everything is always MINE
Childhood is crayons and coloring books,
Playing hide and go seek in all the right nooks.
Childhood is falling asleep to your favorite lullaby,
wishing you had wings so you could soar into the sky.
Childhood is only crying over a scrapped knee,
or being stung by a bumble bee
Childhood is thinking boys have cooties,
or your mom making you wear itchy booties.
Childhood is ruining mommy's new leather,
and making friends and keeping them forever.
Childhood finally ends,
When you start to grow up,
And not having to drink out of a Sippy cup…
Wednesday, December 21, 2011
BEAUTIFUL FACES
Teachings that come in dreams are easily lost, so teasing, ephemeral,yet no use grabbing at them fist-like, crushing dream-diamonds to sand. Last night I woke from a dream of facespoised between the male and female and me as a dream figure there in the field among themmeditating, knees bending flat to the ground,ideal posture: legs tucked, spine straight -- mountain-like -- a dignity I lack in waking life, for there my knees strain upward, ungainly. This dream-story focused on those faces blending the genders,skillful means and wisdom united. The dream was telling me such union would henceforth be my prime devotion,to rise up from meditative calm and go about the brutal worldreflecting grace. So, there on my cushionmy dreamed knees at last kept flatly down...wait, wait, let me experiment with them herein the so-called "real,"in this actual body, fierce of will, frail, daunted by pride.
Friday, March 4, 2011
Life Ahead
Our entire life is made up of choices,
What we decide,
the action we take,
the attitude we display
All represent the steps of life.
Sometimes we take two steps forward
And one-step back.
Some of us take baby steps
Some of us take giant steps
But the secret is not to let that
one step back turn into a failure.
Learn from backward steps
And keep on stepping forward in this dance
Called Life!
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