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It is Possible

Your dream is not impossible

Have a little faith

Hold on a little longer

You have come too far to give up now!

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Love Poem

If you Choose to Fall in Love

A Writer

If you choose to fall in love,
Fall in love with a writer,
but know you will live in the pages
of a poem, linger in the words of a song
be engraved in the ink of a plot
twisting you fate and heart
into a tempestuous knot.
If you choose to fall in love,
fall in love with a writer.
One who will hand you the world,
drawn and painted in metaphors
of a troubled mind, where
nothing is simple, not even a line.
If you choose to fall in love,
fall in love with a writer-
your life will never be the same.
They’ll weave stories of yesterday,
in the webs of your hair
breathe the sky of the morning,
lure you to their lair.
So, if you choose to fall in love
fall in love with a writer.
One who truer will never be;
fall in love with a writer…
with a writer like me. (Author Unknown)

Amazing Dreams

Last night I had the most amazing dream. I was in the middle of the road and a big passenger bus was coming straight at me. There was no escape. The bus hit me, but amazingly I was not hurt and I was still standing.

What happened next was absolutely incredible. I lifted this huge bus and threw it over an embankment. I watched it go over, turned around and saw a large body of water. I stood there panicking, wondering how I would get across, when astonishing the water slowly dried up leaving dry land for me to walk.

Have ever had a dream that was incredibly amazing? Feel free to share.

A Poem About Life

Brave Hearts

Brave Hearts

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They say only fools fall in love,
But I dare to prove them wrong,
When a soldier goes off to war
There is no guarantee that the cause
He is fighting for,
There is a certainty he’ll will,
Or even make it back alive,
But he goes off anyway,
Does that make him a fool?

Because there is no guarantee you will win
does that mean you shouldn’t try?
Of course you might get hurt,
But there is also a chance,
That you can make it work,
How will you know the outcome,
If you are afraid to take the chance?

If you can decipher the puzzle,
Then it’s pretty plain to see,
Coward hearts don’t fall in love,
It’s the brave hearts that do.

I wrote this poem a while back. I thought I would share it with you. There are people who go through life alone because they fear getting hurt. But how will you know if it will work out if you didn’t try?

Poem of Hope

The Seed

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I planted a seed of faith,

I molded it up with hope,

I showered it with love,

Then I waited for it to grow.

It grew for a while,

But then it got scorched up by the sun,

I watered it with my tears,

Refusing to let it die,

I held on to my faith,

I continued to hope.

It struggled for a while,

Then slowly began to grow.

And then one morning,

I looked outside my window,

To find that it had bloomed,

And I felt a burst of joy,

As my eyes behold,

The most beautiful of flowers,

That I have ever seen.

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So many of us face difficulties, setback, and roadblocks in life. Success requires us to have patience, faith, hope, and to be persistent.

I’ll be Here

A lesson on Friendship

I cannot ease your aching heart
Nor take your pain away.
But let me stay and take your hand
and walk with you today.
I’ll listen when you need to talk,
I’ll wipe away your tears.
I’ll share your worries when they come
I’ll help you face your fears.
I’m here and I will stand by you
on each hill you have to climb.
So take my hand, let’s face the world
and live just one more day at a time
You’re not alone for I’m still here
I’ll go the extra mile
And when your grief is easier
I’ll help you learn to smile.

Goodbyes are Never Easy

I wrote the poem a while back. I came across it just now and thought I would share with you.

Goodbye

 

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The cool crisp air was as salty as her tears
The waves came in, washing away the sand
from under her feet, and taking with it her dreams.
Deep shadows formed as the sun whispered goodbye.
The tears dried up slowly, yet her eyes would not smile
Deep pools of darkness equates the sadness in her eyes
It is over the night wind whispered
It is over the sea gulls cried
It is over the waves echoed
It is time to say goodbye.