61. Forever Keep Your Name
Pick up your broken pieces.
Don't leave them on the ground.
They're screaming, crying, wailing.
What a sad and terrible sound.
Pick up your broken pieces.
Don't leave them on the ground.
They're screaming, crying, wailing.
What a sad and terrible sound.
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Are you losing faith?
Are you feeling low?
Are you crying out loud,
Craving to be loved?
Sometimes people go through life wondering what they're here for
or who we are supposed to spend our lives with
or even what we will do when we get older.
I know I ask myself those questions all the time,
In the face of many troubles,
Side by side we will stand.
It's not as though we crumble.
Instead, we gain to understand.
Even when those storm winds are blowing,
I'll stand and fight them knowing
I'm not alone,
Not on my own.
This poem is a supportive one and thoughtful too, so it is one that is of benefit to others, who may be going through similar experiences.
Whether dancing the circle
or sitting in the pews,
the world is full of wonder
and knee-jerk news.
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.
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;
We can't but feel utter shock,
and we're emotionally drained.
Yet deep within our sadness,
some unity is gained.
I am not everything
that has happened to me.
I am everything I became
while I healed.
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.
You are enough
You have always been enough, and
You will forever be
Enough
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
I can't wait to hold you in my arms
And kiss your tiny nose.
Cherish every moment,
Knowing just how fast you'll grow.
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.
I am no longer afraid to fall,
for I know whenever I am about to,
you'll be there to catch me.
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.
This is your time
to no longer be who you were,
to rise from the embers,
to be guided by Her.
Into this world I came,
The light of the sun,
On my face I craved.
In the cool breezing wind,