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A Better Me

I will rise from the shadows Of my despair, To conquer my fears And build my strength. I will stand and face reality, Of lies and truths; I will not crawl at the bottom of self pity, But fly above the realm of confidence. I will fight the battle within my soul, And bury my losses deep within; The victors will come forth and smile, For I am a better me! Sharon(Bamagirl) 10/2/98

Gods Little Flashlights

As I set on the steps looking off into the woods, Wondering why I'm here in this world. I'm listening to all the sounds of the night Wondering what my future holds for me. Wondering which way to go and how to be strong, As tears are running down my face. I see small flashes of light off in the distance. The light comes on and then goes off and I realize, These little creatures are God's little flashlights, Shining to show all his creations which way to go, And though my tears still fall.... I know...I'm still loved! Bamagirl33 5-21-00

To Love Someone

Loving someone unconditionally means to... forget the past, accept the present and dream of the future.... means to... forgive and be forgiven... means to... give confidence, not take it away means to... dry the tears, not be the cause of them... means to... listen, not scream... means to... help make you better, not tear you down... means to... encourage, not destroy... means to... keep you safe, not hurt you... means to... love them and accept them for who they are and be willing to make you and themselves better for each other. Bamagirl33 5-21-00

Remember

Remember me when I am gone away,
Gone far away into the silent land;
When you can no more hold me by the hand,
Nor I half turn to go, yet turning stay.
Remember me when no more, day by day,
You tell me of our future that you planned:
Only remember me; you understand
It will be late to counsel then or pray.
Yet afterwards remember, do not grieve:
For if the darkness and corruption leave
A vestige of the thoughts that once I had,
Better by far you should forget and smile
Than that you should remember and be sad.
                     Christina Rossetti

Time Does Not Bring Relief

Time does not bring relief; you have all lied
Who told me time would ease me of my pain!
I miss him in the weeping of the rain;
I want him at the shrinking of the tide;
The old snows melt from every mountain-side,
And last year's leaves are smoke in every lane;
But last year's bitter loving must remain
Heaped on my heart, and my old thoughts abide.
There are a hundred places where I fear
To go,-so with his memory they brim.
And entering with relief some quiet place
Where never fell his foot or shone his face
I say, "There is no memeory of him here!"
And so stand stricken, so remember him.
                   Edna St. Vincent Millay

Love

Love bade me welcome, yet my soul drew back,
    Guilty of dust and sin.
But quick-eyed Love, observing me grow slack
    From my first entrance in,
Drew nearer to me, sweetly questioning
    If I lacked any thing.

"A guest," I answered, "worthy to be here":
    Love said, "You shall be he."
"I, the unkind, ungrateful? Ah, my dear,
    I cannot look on thee."
Love took my hand, and smiling did reply,
    "Who made the eyes but I?"

"Truth, Lord; but I have marred them: let my shame
    Go where it doth deserve."
"And know you not," says Love, "Who bore the blame?"
    "My dear, then I will serve."
"You must sit down," says Love, "and taste my meat."
    So I did sit and eat.
                            George Herbert

Secret Love

I hid my love when young till I
Couldn't bear the buzzing of a fly;
I hid my life to my despite
Till I could not bear to look at light;
I dare not gaze upon her face
But left her memory in each place;
Where'er I saw a wild flower lie
I kissed and bade my love good-bye.

I met her in the greenest dells,
Where dewdrops pearl the wood bluebells;
The lost breeze kissed her bright blue eye,
The bee kissed and went singing by,
A sunbeam found a passage there,
A gold chain round her neck so fair;
As secret as the wild bee's song
She lay there all the summer long.

I hid my love in field and town
Till e'en the breeze would knock me down;
The bees seemed singing ballads o're,
The fly's bass turned a lion's roar;
And even silence found a tongue,
To haunt me all the summer long;
The riddle nature could not prove
Was nothing else but secret love.
                 Author: Unknown

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