61. Searching For Home
Her eyes glowed with such ambition,
And her mouth spoke words of love and kindness.
She took pride in wandering;
She walked to find the places her heart longed for.
Her eyes glowed with such ambition,
And her mouth spoke words of love and kindness.
She took pride in wandering;
She walked to find the places her heart longed for.
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Keep your eyes on the prize
Watching for the finish line
Taking in another breath of air
You realize in just a few minutes
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I am no longer afraid to fall,
for I know whenever I am about to,
you'll be there to catch me.
Strong people can
feel weak and
brave people can
feel afraid and
If the mighty oak could speak the words
Of the times that it's been tried,
It'd speak about growing roots
Instead of how it died.
Driving home one day after hours of monotonous office work,
Saw a man sitting by the road; looked as one down on his luck.
Paid small notice to the figure; my lonely life was in a rut.
He was just another beggar holding out a shiny tin cup.
What a beautiful poem. God bless all the veterans: dead, alive, and the ones still fighting. To all of you, a proud salute, my prayers, and love.
If you think you can reach the sky,
Why don't you flap your wings to fly?
Always give strength to your mind and soul.
One day you're gonna kick your goal.
slow down when your world
is spinning too fast
when day and night are stuck in dusk
make sure to enjoy life
Very insightful. Self-love can be (and maybe should be) the first love we encounter. Even when we're not perfect.
I am worthy. There is nothing
that can or will happen today that
could convince me otherwise.
Keep calm and breathe when feeling stressed,
when life is tough. If you're depressed
go for a walk, breathe in fresh air;
talk to a friend you know will care;
Famous Poem
With doubt and dismay you are smitten
You think there's no chance for you, son?
Why, the best books haven't been written
The best race hasn't been run,
Pick up your broken pieces.
Don't leave them on the ground.
They're screaming, crying, wailing.
What a sad and terrible sound.
And on Tuesdays you must look at
yourself in the mirror and say
“I am worthy. I need to be here.
And I am grateful I am.
Even when you feel like a million scattered pieces,
you are still whole.
Even when you’re unsure of the path you’re walking,
you still have purpose.
If I could sing a song for the world, then it would be
A song for peace and love and harmony.
To cherish all the moments we hold so dear
Into this world I came,
The light of the sun,
On my face I craved.
In the cool breezing wind,
Famous Poem
O beautiful for spacious skies,
For amber waves of grain,
For purple mountain majesties
Above the fruited plain!
I know the screams sound like thunder
I promise we won't go under
I know the heart feels hollow
There will be blessings behind the shadow
This is your time
to no longer be who you were,
to rise from the embers,
to be guided by Her.