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Poem Page
Some of my favourite words that I have collected over the years. I don't know the names of the authors, but I do appreciate their work.
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Take
time to Think...
It is the source of power Take time to Play... It's the secret of perpetual youth Take time to Read... It is the fountain of wisdom Take time to Pray... It is the greatest power on earth Take time to Love & be loved... It is a God-given privilege Take time to Be Friendly... It is the road to happiness Take time to Laugh... It is the music of the soul Take time to Give... It is too short a day to be selfish Take time to Work... It is the price of success Take time to do Charity... It is the key to Heaven . |
I'd rather see a sermon than hear one any day I'd rather one should walk with me than merely show the way I can soon learn how to do it if you let me see it done I can watch your hands in action But your tongue may too fast run All the lectures you deliver may be very wise and true But I'd rather learn a lesson by observing what you do Though I may not understand all the fine advice you give there is no misunderstanding How you act and how you live.  |
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I wash the dirt from little Feet and as I wash I pray Lord, keep them ever pure and true to walk the narrow way. I wash the dirt from little hands, and earnestly I ask, Lord, may they ever yielded be, to do the humblest task. I wash the dirt from little knees, and pray, Lord, may they be the place where victories are won, and orders sought from Thee. I scrub the clothes that soil so soon, and pray, Lord may her dress Throughout the ages be Your robe of righteousness. A
Friend . . .
Is one to whom one may pour out all the contents of one's heart Chaff and grain together, knowing that the gentlest hands will take it, sift it, keep what is worth keeping and with a breath of kindness Blow the rest away 
Just Once Today, I'll... hold my tongue instead of arguing I will live through the next 12 hours and not tackle my whole life's problems at once. I will improve my mind. I will learn something useful. I will read something that requires effort and concentration . I will exercise my chartacter in three ways. I will do a good deed and keep it a secret. If anyone finds out it won't count. I will be unafraid. Especially I will be unafraid to enjoy what is beautiful and believe that life is to be savored. I will do two things I don't want to do, just for exercise. I will not lose belief in myself. I will adhere to what I believe in, and do my best at all times. I may falter at times, but I will pick myself back up and try again until I succeed. I will savor a memory today 
The Flower stood With Graceful poise She held her head up high She stretched her graceful petals up Towards a cloudless sky her face was Bright and cheerful as pretty as the sun I thought she looked so stunning that . . . I picked her for my Mum
I remember the days of my childhood And the bread that we cut with a knife The children all helped with the household And the man went to work, not the wife I remember the milk from the billy With the yummy rich cream on the top When the dinner came hot from the oven And not from the takeaway shop I remember when kids were contented And didn't need money for kicks Just a game with our mates in the paddock And sometimes the Saturday flicks I remember when the Loo was the Dunny And the pan man he came in the night And it wasn't so terribly funny Going down back with no light I remember the slap on the backside And the taste of the soap in my mouth Anorexia and diets were unheard of And we had little choice what we wore I don't think our ego was bruied much Or our initiative quelled or destroyed We just ate what was put on the table And I think life was better enjoyed
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If I could live my life over, I'd make more mistakes. I'd relax, I'd limber up, I'd be sillier and crazier than I was this trip. I'd take things less seriously, I'd laugh more and cry less. I would accept myself for what I am, I'd climb more mountains, swim more rivers, have more picnics, watch more sunsets. I'd eat more icecream. I would only feel sad, but not depressed, concerned, but not anxious, annoyed, but not angry. I would regret my mistakes, but not feel guilty about them. I would hug my friends. I would forgive others for being human and hold no grudges. I would play more with children and listen more to old people. I would place less value in money. I am one of those people who have lived cautiously and sensibly, day after day - Oh, I'vehad my moments - and if I had my time over again, I'd have more of them. If I could do it over again I would travel lighter, I'd plant more seeds, express my feelings without fear. I would go bare foot earlier in the Spring and stay that way till later in the Autumn, I would play hooky more, I'd pick more daisies and smile a whole lot more, because I'd be living free. 
An Indian Prayer O' Great Spirit Whose voice I hear in the winds, And Whose breath gives life to all the world, hear me ! I am small and weak, I need your strength and wisdom. Let me walk in beauty and make my eyes ever behold the red and purple sunsets Make my hands respect the things you have made and my ears sharp to hear your voice. Make me wise so that I may understand the things You have taught my people, Let me learn the lessons You have hidden in every leaf and rock, I seek strength not to be greater than my brother, but to fight my greatest enemy, myself. Make me always ready to come to You with clean hands and straight eyes, so that when life fades,as the fading sunset, my spirit may come to you without shame. 
What is a Home? A home is a place where you know you belong A place to relax while the world moves along A home is a place that you look at with pride Loving each room and the people inside A home is a place where your heart feels at rest A place filled with sunshine and all you love best
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I
see the flowers
So beautifully arrayed I know I see God's handiwork So lovingly displayed I know He made our universe And with it gave so much But to the lovely flowers He gave an extra touch It seems to me he took great care To colour every bloom With wonderous shades, delightful Dispelling lifes sad gloom I somehow think the Lord took time perfecting every hue And fashioned Natures children To form a splendid view
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