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FOR EVERYONE WHO HAS LOST SOMEBODY: FATHER, MOTHER, FRIEND OR LOVER.

I remember how you held my hand to walk, I remember how you tucked me in at night, I remember how you took the time to talk, I remember how you always made me smile, And its sad, that now I have to say goodbye I remember you couldn’t bear to see me cry, I remember your arms wrapped around me tight, I remember your struggles, just so I wouldn’t die, I remember how you worried and stayed up late at night, Never did I think I would have to say goodbye I remember how your words always healed my pain, I remember how your smile could make me drool, I remember nights when at my side you stayed, I remember dreams we vowed to see come true Now I can’t believe I have to say goodbye I remember the very first day that we met, I remember your eyes and how they made my heart melt, I remember our song, we played it all the time, I remember you whispering ‘to you I give my life’ Now its tearing me apart to say goodbye.

Youths that Dream

Dream lofty dreams and as you dream so you shall become. Your vision is the promise of what you shall one day be; your idea is the prophecy of what you shall at last unveil – James Allen I think of the impossible when I remember this quote, and it seems to me the finest of words to express the importance of dreams. Dreams are priceless, dreams are precious, dreams are the beacon through which our paths are lighted. Dreams make us move, dreams give up hope, dreams keep us alive and make us act. A person without a dream has no life and future, as in the words of Eleanor Roosevelt “the future belongs to those who believe in the beauty of their dreams”. Youths are the future, but only the youths that can dream would seize the future. Some sit and wish, but wishes are not dreams. Wishes are temporary and dreams are eternal. Dreams are bigger than the dreamer and strong enough to inspire generations yet unborn. History tells the story of a woman Sarah Breedlove, born to freed black slave...

Do I Mirror your Feeeling

Most times these days i wake up on the low side i feel like just finding a place to hide not excited about the day or what i might find i want to bury my head in my hands and cry The sun is bright but i cant see through my tears the world is full of life,but i cant feel through my fears i feel myself sinking and it seems like no one cares my strength starts to leave and i begin to struggle less But i think of my life,and other lives to bless i think of the dreams,and works i haven't touched yet i think of my Maker and how he made me for the best when i think of these i find my feet.