I want that somehow I may live,
Some bit of inspiration give,
Some word or deed of mine be spent
To lend some one encouragement,
That he may nobler live each day . . .
For just one time I pass this way.
I want to live and have clean fun,
Enjoy each day from sun to sun;
To have within my heart real joy,
To keep the spirit of a boy,
I want to laugh and sing and play . . .
For just one time I pass this way.
I want, ere all my race is run,
To see some work of mine begun
To mark, for trav'lers following me,
The danger spots, so all may see;
To put some beauty here to stay . . .
Though just one time I pass this way.
Then I would add some botherhood,
Allay what hate and fear I could.
And whether we be great or small,
See truth and justice govern all;
Help righteousness to have full sway . . .
For just one time I pass this way.
To use my talents by some plan
That seeks to serve my fellowman;
To try to soften grief and pain
And help restore the smiles again.
All this to do while yet I may,
For just one time I pass this way.
I pass this way but once, 'tis true.
And yet, 'tis given to me and you
To add some happiness and cheer
For other pilgrims trav'ling here . . .
So when we're gone that some may say,
They're glad that we have passed this way.
by: Thomas Simpkin
In the not too distant past
-I remember very well-
Grandma's tended to their knitting,
and their cookies were just swell.
They were always at the ready,
when you needed some advice.
And their sewing (I can tell you)
Was available - and nice.
Well, Grandma's not deserted you.
She dearly loves you still.
You just won't find her cooking,
but she's right there at the till.
She thinks about you daily -
you haven't been forsook.
Your photos are quite handy,
in her Pentium notebook.
She scans your art work now though,
and combines it with cool sounds,
to make electronic greetings.
She prints pictures by the pounds.
She's right there when you need her,
You really aren't alone.
She's out now with her "puter" pals,
but she took her new cell phone.
You can also leave a message
on her answering machine;
or page her at the fun meet.
She's been there since nine fifteen.
Yes, the world's a very different place,
there is no doubt of that.
So "E" her from her web page,
or join her in a chat.
She's joined the electronic age,
and it really seems to suit her.
So don't expect the same old gal,
cause Grandma's gone "Computer".
What do you see nurses, what do you see
What are you thinking when you look at me?
A crabbit old woman, not very wise
Uncertain of habit, with far-away eyes
Who dribbles her food and makes not reply
When you say in a loud voice, "I do wish you'd try".
Who seems not to notice the things that you do
And forever is losing a stocking or shoe.
Who, unresisting or not, lets you do as you will
With bathing and feeding, the long day to fill
Is that what you're thinking, is that what you see?
Then open your eyes, you're not looking at me.
I'll tell you who I am as I sit here so still
As I move at your bidding, as I eat at your will
I'm a small child of ten with a father and mother
Brothers and sisters who love one another
A young girl at sixteen with wings on her feet
Dreaming that soon now a lover she'll meet
A bride soon at twenty - my heart gives a leap
Remembering the vows that I promised to keep
At twenty-five now I have young of my own
Who need me to build a secure happy home
A woman of thirty my young now grow fast
Bound to each other with ties that should last
At forty my young now will soon be gone
But my man stays beside me to see I don't mourn
At fifty once more babies play round my knee
Again we know children, my loved one and me.
Dark days are upon me, my husband is dead
I look at the future, I shudder with dread
For my young are all busy rearing young of their own
And I think of the years and the love I have known
I'm an old woman now and nature is cruel
'Tis her jest to make old age look like a fool
The body it crumbles, grace and vigour depart
And now there's a stone where I once had a heart
But inside this old carcass a young girl still dwells
And now, and again my battered heart swells
I remember the joys, I remember the pain
And I'm loving and living life over again
I think of the years all too few - gone so fast
And accept the stark fact that nothing can last
So open your eyes, Nurses, open and see
Not a crabbit old woman, look closer - - see me.
I would like to share this with you as it was sent to me by a very good friend.
FRIENDS WITHOUT FACES
We sit and we type, and we stare at our screens
We all have to wonder, what this possibly means.
With our mouse we roam, through the rooms in a maze
Looking for something or someone, as we sit in a daze.
We chat with each other, we type all our woes
Small groups we do form, and gang up on our foes.
We wait for somebody, to type out our name
We want recognition, but it is always the same.
We give kisses and hugs, and sometimes flirt
In Palace we chat deeply, and reveal why we hurt.
We do form friendships - but - why we don't know
But some of these friendships, will flourish and grow.
Why is it on screen, we can be so bold
Telling our secrets, that have never been told.
Why is it we share, the thoughts in our mind
With those we can't see, as though we were blind.
The answer is simple, it is as clear as a bell.
We all have our problems, and need someone to tell.
We can't tell real people, but tell someone we must
So we turn to the 'puter, and to those we can trust.
Even though it is crazy, the truth still remains
They are Friends Without Faces, and odd little names.
You all are great people to me!!! :)
The following poems were sent to me by a good friend
UNENDING LOVE
"I seem to have loved you in numberless forms,
numberless times,
In life after life, in age after age forever.
My spell-bound heart has made and remade the
necklace of songs
That you take as a gift, wear round your neck in
your many forms
In life after life, in age after age forever."
Rabindranath Tagore ,
Indian, 1861-1941
TIME
Some time, some place--perhaps many years from now--
someone who was once the person I am now will look across
a room and see someone who was once the person you are
now. And in that instant, they will know that once, long ago,
they had been friends.
None of the memories that we now share will have survived
the shift in time. Only the love we shared will remain--and that will be enough.
JEWEL
Sparkling like a priceless gem,
Your eyes glisten, a living diadem.
Touched from the past brought forth Today,
And once again my Heart is brought to bay.
I remember when we rode the Field,
Banner flying, raised the shield,
And then the time we loved and lost
And the unforgiving sea claimed a deadly cost.
Once in a village, poor and downtrodden,
Once with new birth our life was broken,
Lover I remember you when,
Ages past we wandered a glen.
Many lives have come and gone,
But for a while, with you I would be alone.
An oasis in the desert of life,
An island of Joy in an ocean of Strife.
It seems so strange the day we met,
Our eyes crossed briefly and our gazes met.
Stars in our eyes we heard them say,
But then you had to turn away.
Departing you went with backwards gaze,
My eyes followed you gently and my heart was ablaze.
Visions of the Past and Future days,
And all I could see was the Sun's bright rays.
It seems so fateful that you walked in that day,
And to your smile my heart fell prey,
Eyes that dance filled with moonbeams of light,
While under your breast beats a heart filled with Life.
Into my arms I call you to me,
Eager our love to set free,
Into the air, like Hawks on the wing,
My love I give to you without any strings.
You say that you need time to be sure,
Lover, I tell you, that our love will endure.
This lifetime or next, only time will see,
But sooner or later, our love it will be.
Shining like diamonds caught in the sky,
A beacon for others, calling them to fly,
Showing no limits, teaching others to be free,
Visions of Love and Life we will be.
Shadow Hawk
SOULMATES
A soulmate is someone who has the locks
to fit our keys, and the keys to fit our
locks. When we feel safe enough to open
the locks, our truest selves step out and
we can be completely and honestly who we
are; we can be loved for who we are and
not for who we're pretending to be.
Each of us unveils the best part of one
another. No matter what else goes wrong
around us, with that one person were safe
in our paradise. Our soulmate is someone
who shares our deepest longings, our sense
of direction. When we're two balloons, and
together our direction is up, chances are
we've found the right person. Our soulmate
is the one who makes life come to life.
Richard Bach
SOUL STANDS
My soul here stands
Knowing halfway around the world
Is the one and only
That I have met
and loved......
My heart alone knows
When I see Him Again
The poetry of my soul
will be complete......
Vikee 9/21/95
SOULMATES
Soul mates are
friends before they meet.
Struggle through life apart
to greet each other
from the heart.
David Parkinson
Every night I lie in bed
This little prayer inside my head
God bless my mom and dad
and bless my little child
and take care of my mate
they bring me so much joy . . .
And God there's just one more thing
I wish that you would do
if you don't mind me asking
to just bless my puter too?
Now I know that it's not normal
to bless a small machine
but listen just a second
and I'll try to explain . . .
You see, that little metal box
holds more than odds and ends
inside those small components
rest a hundred loving friends...
Some it's true I've never seen
and most I've never met
we've never shaken hands or
ever truly hugged, and yet . . .
I know for sure they love me
by the kindness they give
and this little scrap of metal
is how I get to where they live...
By faith is how I know them
much the same as I know you.
I share in what life brings them
so if it's ok with you . . .
Just take an extra minute
from your duties up above . . .
to bless this little hunk of steel
thats filled with so much love.