The Meaning

You don't need to copy anyone. Be yourself and live the life with the forward attitude. Love the life and enjoy it...

Starting today

Starting today:

I'm going to live my life to the fullest.

I'm going to have no regrets for yesterday.

I'm going to forget about all the bad experience I've had in the past.

I'm going to do my self a favor - 

To forget about the burdens, 

To forget about the pains,

To forget about the hurts.

Starting today:

I won't let anyone tell me that I can't.

I won't let anyone get in my way.

I will do things on my own.

I'm going to be my self's best coach,

And I'm going to be a good leader for myself.

Starting today:

I won't waste time on the things that I cannot change.

I won't waste time trying to change what's in the past.

I won't waste time trying to be someone I'm not.

I won't waste time trying to hide my situation.

I won't waste time worry about what people say about me - 

Or my situation.

Starting today:

I'm going to live like I won't live again;

I'm going to smile like I won't smile again.

I'm going to do well in everything that I do with no regrets.

And I'm going to shape my life for the better.

Failed Dreams

My dreams are like a book, way up on the shelf.

Far to high above me, for me to reach myself.

So I form a ladder, each rung a minor goal.

And slowly I get closer, through every step and pull.

But my arms get heavy, and I'm struggling to climb.

The book I thought was easy, is taking too much time.

Maybe it's not worth it, it's taking far too long.

I don't think I can reach it, maybe I was wrong.

And then I see below it, a book almost the same.

A few different colors with a slightly different name.

It's just a little lower, but still up so very high,

This book and the other could be brothers in my eye.

So I resume my climbing, excited at the change,

This one's a bit closer, and easily in range.

But that's quickly fleeting, there's so much more to go,

With all the work I've done I have nothing yet to show.

As I catch my breath, my gaze drops a little more,

who cares if it is lower, I've done it once before.

There's a book a little closer, I go for that instead,

Until the books I'm seeking are right above my head.

I reach out and touch it, and feel a little proud.

Until I look and see, that I'm barely off the ground.

I'm left to sit and wonder, what changed within myself,

As I stare with longing, at the book up on the shelf.

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Author Notes

I feel like my goals were set so high when I was a kid and I've steadily lowered them over the years for instant gratification. Now I'm nowhere near where I thought I'd be at and I have no one to blame but my own laziness. Don't lower your expectations because you get frustrated with your progress or get depressed, always give it your all because it's no one else's future but your own.

© Derek. All rights reserved

O Little Root of a Dream

O little root of a dream 

you hold me here 

no longer visible to anyone, 

undermined by blood, 

that there may be speech, of earth, 

property of death.
Curve a face

here, where you read me blind,
of ardor, of
things with eyes, even

even 

to the letter.
here, 
where you 

refute me, 

Reproduced from The Griffin Poetry Prize Anthology: Selections from the 2001 Shortlist, published by House of Anansi Press. Originally from Glottal Stop: 101 Poems by Paul Celan. Copyright © 2000 by translators Nikolai Popov and Heather McHugh and reprinted by permission of Wesleyan University Press. All rights reserved.

The Sun Will Shine

The sun will shine tomorrow

The rain will somehow end

This is not only a promise

It’s just the way it is

Bad times don’t last forever

The tough times they never stay

The heartache and the let down

Will soon go away

In times of deep sadness

The pain is all too real

And it’s hard to believe

That with time the hurt will heal

The dark clouds that hang above

Will eventually move on

And the storms that dance around

Will soon be gone

Stay strong and keep in mind

That again, the sun will shine

Take the life like a lion...

If I want to live it, I will...

You can be a hero...

If your heart says do it, then just go for it. You will never regret it...

Beautiful : Power of Words

You don't need to be smart or good looking. Just few words and a beautiful heart...

Letting Go

To let go doesn't mean to stop caring;
It means I can't do it for someone else.
To let go is not to cut myself off...
It's the realization that I can't control another...
To let go is not to enable,
but to allow learning from natural consequences.
To let go is to admit powerlessness,
which means the outcome is not in my hands.
To let go is not to try and change or blame another,
I can only change myself.
To let go is not to care for, but to care about.
To let go is not to fix, but to be supportive.
To let go is not to judge,
but to allow another to be a human being.
To let go is not to be in the middle arranging all the outcomes,
but to allow others to affect their own outcomes.
To let go is not to be protective,
It is to permit another to face reality.
To let go is not to deny, but to accept.
To let go is not to nag, scold, or argue,
but to search out my own shortcomings and correct them.
To let go is not to adjust everything to my desires,
but to take each day as it comes and cherish the moment.
To let go is not to criticize and regulate anyone,
but to try to become what I dream I can be.
To let go is not to regret the past,
but to grow and live for the future.
To let go is to fear less and love more.

A dream of life

When I was young--long, long ago--

I dreamed myself among the flowers;

And fancy drew the picture so,

They seemed like Fairies in their bowers.

The rose was still a rose, you know--

But yet a maid. What could I do?

You surely would not have me go,

When rosy maidens seem to woo?

My heart was gay, and 'mid the throng

I sported for an hour or two;

We danced the flowery paths along,

And did as youthful lovers do.

But sports must cease, and so I dreamed

To part with these, my fairy flowers--

But oh, how very hard it seemed

To say good-by 'mid such sweet bowers!

And one fair Maid of modest air

Gazed on me with her eye of blue;

I saw the tear-drop gathering there--

How could I say to her, Adieu!

I fondly gave my hand and heart,

And we were wed. Bright hour of youth!

How little did I think to part

With my sweet bride, whose name was Truth!

But time passed on, and Truth grew gray,

And chided, though with gentlest art:

I loved her, though I went astray,

And almost broke her faithful heart.

And then I left her, and in tears--

These could not move my hardened breast!

I wandered, and for weary years

I sought for bliss, but found no rest.

I sought--yet ever sought in vain--

To find the peace, the joy of youth:

At last, I turned me back again,

And found them with my faithful Truth.

by

Sam G. Goodrich

Feel the heart...

Much does my heart hurt and

Far away my intentions desert

Left to toil and ponder why

Deep within the soil of my mind

Ascending in to find the seeds

To plant and water by my deeds

To forgive myself from the past

To gain a life that’s good to last

The seed that grows from craggy rocks

Is timed a time that’s not from clocks

But one that’s given by God’s grace

Grows like one that doesn’t race

Not looking now at where I loose

Nor spending money all on booze

Just moving forward every day

Listening closely along the way

Today I will live...

As the light shines through my window I awaken.

I am reminded once more that today is another day stolen from borrowed time.

Today I will live and live to will. I will be thankful for all I love and all I have.

Every breath taken in shall be full as I take in the world around me.

I will push away the pain, hide my tears and sorrow and drown out all that threatens my very being.

Today I will climb that rock and sit on top staring and soaking in the beauty of nature, of life.

I will let the wind whisper in my ears and flow through me filling my every sense, breathing life once more into my soul.

Just for today I shall truly live, making the best of everything, because I know as the sun sets and sleeps, so shall I.

I will be there once more to watch the last ray of the sun disappear, knowing that one day it may never awaken me.

Just for today I will live

by

Laurah Lynn

A Letter From The Little Boy On The Other-Side

Sally jumped up as soon as she saw the surgeon come out of the operating room. She said: “How is my little boy? Is he going to be all right? When can I see him?”

The surgeon said, “I’m sorry. We did all we could, but your boy didn’t make it.”

Sally said, “Why do little children get cancer? Doesn’t God care any more? Where were you, God, when my son needed you?”
The surgeon asked, “Would you like some time alone with your son? One of the nurses will be out in a few minutes, before he’s transported to the university.”

Sally asked the nurse to stay with her while she said good-bye to son. She ran her fingers lovingly through his thick red curly hair.
“Would you like a lock of his hair?” the nurse asked.

Sally nodded yes. The nurse cut a lock of the boy’s hair, put it in a plastic bag and handed it to Sally. The mother said, “It was Jimmy’s idea to donate his body to the university for study. He said it might help somebody else. “I said no at first, but Jimmy said, ‘Mom, I won’t be using it after I die. Maybe it will help some other little boy spend one more day with his Mom.” She went on, “My Jimmy had a heart of gold. Always thinking of someone else. Always wanting to help others if he could.”

Sally walked out of Children’s mercy Hospital for the last time, after spending most of the last six months there. She put the bag with Jimmy’s belongings on the seat beside her in the car. The drive home was difficult.

It was even harder to enter the empty house. She carried Jimmy’s belongings, and the plastic bag with the lock of his hair to her son’s room. She started placing the model cars and other personal things back in his room exactly where he had always kept them. She laid down across his bed and, hugging his pillow, cried herself to sleep.

It was around midnight when Sally awoke. Laying beside her on the bed was a folded letter. The letter said:

“Dear Mom,

I know you’re going to miss me; but don’t think that I will ever forget you, or stop loving you, just ’cause I’m not around to say I LOVE YOU. I will always love you, Mom, even more with each day.

Someday we will see each other again. Until then, if you want to adopt a little boy so you won’t be so lonely, that’s okay with me. He can have my room and old stuff to play with. But, if you decide to get a girl instead, she probably wouldn’t like the same things us boys do. You’ll have to buy her dolls and stuff girls like, you know.

Don’t be sad thinking about me. This really is a neat place. Grandma and Grandpa met me as soon as I got here and showed me around some, but it will take a long time to see everything.

The angels are so cool. I love to watch them fly. And, you know what? Jesus doesn’t look like any of his pictures. Yet, when I saw Him, I knew it was Him. Jesus himself took me to see GOD! And guess what, Mom? I got to sit on God’s knee and talk to Him, like I was somebody important.

That’s when I told Him that I wanted to write you a letter, to tell you good-bye and everything. But I already knew that wasn’t allowed. Well, you know what Mom? God handed me some paper and His own personal pen to write you this letter. I think Gabriel is the name of the angel who is going to drop this letter off to you.

God said for me to give you the answer to one of the questions you asked Him ‘Where was He when I needed him?’ “God said He was in the same place with me, as when His son Jesus was on the cross. He was right there, as He always is with all His children.

Oh, by the way, Mom, no one else can see what I’ve written except you. To everyone else this is just a blank piece of paper. Isn’t that cool? I have to give God His pen back now. He needs it to write some more names in the Book of Life. Tonight I get to sit at the table with Jesus for supper. I’m, sure the food will be great.

Oh, I almost forgot to tell you. I don’t hurt anymore. The cancer is all gone. I’m glad because I couldn’t stand that pain anymore and God couldn’t stand to see me hurt so much, either. That’s when He sent The Angel of Mercy to come get me.

The Angel said I was a Special Delivery! How about that?

Signed with Love from: God, Jesus & Me.”

Be Thankful

Be thankful that you don’t already have everything you desire.

If you did, what would there be to look forward to?

Be thankful when you don’t know something,

for it gives you the opportunity to learn.

Be thankful for the difficult times.

During those times you grow.

Be thankful for your limitations,

because they give you opportunities for improvement.

Be thankful for each new challenge,

because it will build your strength and character.

Be thankful for your mistakes. They will teach

you valuable lessons.

Be thankful when you’re tired and weary,

because it means you’ve made a difference.

It’s easy to be thankful for the good things.

A life of rich fulfillment comes to those who

are also thankful for the setbacks.

Gratitude can turn a negative into a positive.

Find a way to be thankful for your troubles,

and they can become your blessings.

When Tomorrow Starts Without Me

When tomorrow starts without me, and I’m not there to see,

If the sun should rise and find your eyes,

all filled with tears for me,

I wish so much you wouldn’t cry, the way you did today,

While thinking of the many things we didn’t get to say.

I know how much you love me, as much as I love you,

And each time that you think of me,

I know you’ll miss me too.

But when tomorrow starts without me, please try to understand,

That an angel came and called my name and

took me by the hand.

And said my place was ready in Heaven far above,

And that I’d have to leave behind, all those

things I dearly love.

But as I turned to walk away, a tear fell from my eye,

For all my life, I’d always thought, I didn’t want to die.

I had so much to live for, so much yet to do,

It seemed almost impossible, that I was leaving you.

I thought of all the yesterdays, the good ones and the bad,

I thought of all the love we shared, and all the fun we had.

If I could relive yesterday, just even for a while,

I’d say goodbye and kiss you, and maybe

see you smile.

But then I fully realized, that could never be,

For emptiness and memories, would take

the place of me.

And when I thought of worldly things, I might

miss come tomorrow,

I thought of you, and when I did, my heart was

filled with sorrow.

But when I walked through Heaven’s gates,

I felt so much at home.

When God looked down and smiled at me,

from his great golden throne.

He said, “This is eternity, and all I’ve

promised you.

Today your life on Earth is past, and

here it starts anew”.

“I promise no tomorrow, but today will always last,

And since each day’s the same day, there’s

no longing for the past”.

“But you have been so faithful, so trusting and so true,

Though there were times you did some things,

you know you shouldn’t do”.

“But you have been forgiven, and now at

last you’re free,

So won’t you take my hand now and share

My life with Me”.

So when tomorrow starts without me, don’t

think we’re far apart,

For every time you think of me, I’m right here

in your heart.

–by Erica Shea Liupaeter

'Inspirational: I know how to fly'

The Snake was crawling on the ground. The Eagle flew to her and said:
- How unfortunate you are, doomed to crawl all your life. Not like me - I am destined to fly.
The Snake looked at the Eagle and said:
- You are right Eagle, I can’t fly. But only I know what it means to fly.
- How can you know that? – The Eagle smiled, - you don’t have wing!
- Thoughts are my wings, - said the Snake proudly, - Dreams are my heaven. While crawling on the ground I close my eyes and I see the heaven. I image that I’m crawling in heaven not on the ground. Yes, it’s impossible to crawl in heaven, you can only fly. It means that in those moments I am flying. In my free thoughts I am learning to fly, Eagle. With my soul I rise to the high heaven, so when my time comes and my life as a snake comes to an end, I could ascend into the blue heaven, into the endless heaven and fly, to fly and not think about anything, enjoying my freedom. And I won’t be afraid to fly, because it won’t be a new thing for me. For you Eagle, the wings were given as you were born, but not for me. But the heaven will make us equal. We will be flying together one day, Eagle, under the clouds. Only I will be stronger and freer than you, because I have learned how to fly without having wings, simply crawling on the ground. Both things are available for me. I am not afraid to lose my wings because I know how to crawl, and I am not afraid to gain wings because I know how to fly. And what will you do, Eagle, if you lose your wings?

Life

You never know what you got
'Till someone takes it all away
It always seemed so close
But now I know it's so far away
You never know where to turn
Until you've missed the chance
It's usually to late
When you're ready to ask, "May I have this dance?"
I thought I knew what it was like
To have everything I wanted
But then one thing occurred to me
After I was badly taunted
There are few things I need in life
One of these is love
I've learned this through hate and strife
The other is loyal friends
Who will stand by you forever
I have one of these
And I will release it never
Not even if you say, "Pretty please."
So please help me now
I need come love
And I can tell you this
It isn't going to come from above
I know it's true
I've been a bad kid
And when I've had a problem
I've always ran and hid
But that's got to change
I've got to deal with it
'Cause if I don't now
I'm going to throw a fit
I've tried to end my life
It didn't go too well
This world is filled with hate and strife
All I've got to say is, "Farewell!"

by

Jerome Jones

A Snowflake Falls

One night I saw a snowflake fall,
Past memories it did recall,

And as the snow fell to the ground,
So quietly without a sound,

I watched until a blanket made,
To glistening white brown earth did fade.

An untouched cover until the dawn,
the sun arose it was soon gone.

I thought of friendships in the past,
Seemed perfect though they did not last.

And family ties once meant so much,
Now rarely do we keep in touch.

So quickly life can take a turn,
Yet slowly we do seem to learn,

So many things in life can change,
And suddenly be rearranged.

In our slumber while we do sleep,
For granted blessings thought to keep,

For same as night does turn to morn,
An untouched blanket can get torn,

The things that we have overlooked,
Ignored, rejected or mistook,

As melted snow does turn to slush,
Relationships can turn to dust.

So this year for the Holiday,
Praise God for blessings gave today.

Don't take for granted they'll remain,
That life forever will be the same.

Let's be the most that we can be,
For all our friends and family.

Unlike the snowflake on the ground,
Let's keep in touch and stay around.

by

Ruth Adams

What If We Were Really True

What if we were really true 
And said everything we thought
Could we then stop feeling blue
Feeling every day that we just fought

What if we were really true
And showed just how we felt
Maybe then we could sail into 
The sky and Orion's belt

What if we were really true
Would there be any depression then?
Would the world be kind and free from sin
No one wishing to flee within

What if we were really true 
And showed what we really think
Could we then see the total view?
Of those around us who seem to sink

What if we were really true
And showed each passing day
What it really means to be happy
But only if we pray

What if we were really true
And looked God in the face
Never trying, never lying
Never wishing we were dying

What if we were really true
We did all things good and well
Can we become like Christ?
Only time will tell