All the Time in the World
While at the park one day, a woman sat down next to a man on a bench
near a playground.
"That's my son over there," she said, pointing to a little boy in a red
sweater who was gliding down the slide.
"He's a fine looking boy," the man said. "That's my son on the swing in
the blue sweater." Then, looking at his watch, he called to his son.
"What do you say we go, Todd?"
Todd pleaded, "Just five more minutes, Dad. Please? Just five more
minutes." The man nodded and Todd continued to swing to his heart's
content. Minutes passed and the father stood and called again to his
son.
"Time to go now?" Again Todd pleaded, "Five more minutes, Dad. Just
five more minutes." The man smiled and said, "O.K."
"My, you certainly are a patient father," the woman responded.
The man smiled and then said, "My older son Tommy was killed by a
drunk driver last year while he was riding his bike near here. I never
spent much time with Tommy and now I'd give anything for just five more
minutes with him. I've vowed not to make the same mistake with Todd.
He thinks he has five more minutes to swing. The truth is, I get Five
more minutes to watch him play."
"Daddy, how much do you make an hour?" With a timid voice and
idolizing eyes, the little boy greeted his father as he returned from
work.
Greatly surprised, but giving his boy a glaring look, the father
said: "Look, sonny, not even your mother knows that. Don't bother me
now, I'm tired."
"But, Daddy, just tell me please! How much do you make an hour?"
the boy insisted.
The father, finally giving up, replied: "Twenty dollars per hour."
"Okay, Daddy. Could you loan me ten dollars?" the boy asked. Showing
his restlessness and positively disturbed, the father yelled: "So
that was the reason you asked how much I earn, right? Go to sleep
and don't bother me anymore!"
It was already dark and the father was meditating on what he said
and was feeling guilty. Maybe, he thought, his son wanted to buy
something.
Finally, trying to ease his mind, the father went to his son's room.
"Are you asleep, son?" asked the father.
"No, Daddy. Why?" replied the boy, partially asleep.
"Here's the money asked for earlier," the father said.
"Thanks, Daddy!" rejoiced the son, while putting his hand under his
pillow and removing some money. "Now I have enough! Now I have twenty
dollars!" the boy said to his father, who was gazing at his son,
confused at what his son had just said. "Daddy, could you sell me one
hour of your time?"
D E A R T E D D Y
Teddy, I've been bad again,
My Mommy told me so;
I'm not quite sure what I did wrong,
But I thought that you might know.
When I woke up this morning,
I knew that she was mad;
Cause she was crying awful hard,
And yelling at my dad.
I tried my best to be real good,
And do just what she said;
I cleaned my room all by myself,
I even made my bed.
But I spilled milk on my good shirt,
When she yelled at me to hurry;
And I guess she didn't hear me,
When I told her I was sorry.
'Cause she hit me awful hard, you see,
And called me funny names;
And told me I was really bad,
And I should be ashamed!
When I said, "I love you, Mommy,"
I guess she didn't understand;
Cause she yelled at me to shut my mouth.
Or I'd get smacked again.
So I came up here to talk to you,
Please tell me what to do;
'Cause I really love my Mommy,
And I know she loves me, too.
And I don't think my Mommy means,
To hit me quite so hard;
I guess sometimes, grown ups forget
How really big they are!
So Teddy, I wish you were real,
And you weren't just a bear;
Then you could help me find a way
To tell Mommies everywhere.
To please try hard to understand.
How sad it makes us feel;
'Cause the outside pain soon goes a way,
But the inside never heals!
And if we could make them listen,
Maybe then they'd understand;
So other children just like me,
Wouldn't have to hurt again.
But for now, I guess I'll hold you tight,
And pretend the pain's not there;
I know you'd never hurt me,
So Goodnight, Teddy Bear!
"The Golden Gift"
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Some time ago, a friend of mine punished his 3-year-old daughter
for wasting a roll of gold wrapping paper. Money was tight, and he
became infuriated when the child tried to decorate a box to put under
the tree. Nevertheless, the little girl brought the gift to her
father the next morning and said, "This is for you, Daddy." He was
embarrassed by his earlier overreaction, but his anger flared again
when he found that the box was empty. He yelled at her, "Don't you know
that when you give someone a present, there's supposed to be something
inside of it?" The little girl looked up at him with tears in her eyes
and said, "Oh, Daddy, it's not empty. I blew kisses into the box. All
for you, Daddy."
The father was crushed. He put his arms around his little girl,
and he begged her forgiveness. My friend told me that he kept that
gold box by his bed for years. Whenever he was discouraged, he would
take out an imaginary kiss and remember the love of the child who had
put it there.
In a very real sense, each of us as parents has been given a gold
container filled with unconditional love and kisses from our
children. There is no more precious possession anyone could hold.
Come To Me
God saw you were getting tired,
And a cure was not to be,
So he put his arms around you
And Whispered, "Come to me."
With tearful eye we watched you,
And saw you pass away.
Although we loved you dearly,
We could not make you stay.
A golden heart stopped beating,
Hard working hands at rest.
God broke our hearts to prove to us,
He only takes the best.
Don't Take The Girl
(the song playing, I
felt it was fitting to
include the lyrics)
Don't Take The Girl
Johnny's daddy was taking him fishing
When he was eight years old
A little girl came through the front gate
Holding a fishing pole
His dad looked down and smiled
Said we can't leave her behind
Son I know you don't want her to go
But someday you'll change your mind
And Johnny said
Take Jimmy Johnson
Take Tommy Thompson
Take my best friend Bo
Take anybody that you want as
Long as she don't go
Take any boy in the world
Daddy please- don't take the girl
Same old boy
Same sweet girl
Ten years down the road
He held her tight and kissed her lips
In front of the picture show
Stranger came and pulled a gun
Grabbed her by the arm
Said if you do what I tell you to do
There won't be any harm
And Johnny said
Take my money
Take my wallet
Take my credit cards
Here's the watch that my grandpa gave me
Here's the keys to my car
Mister give it a whirl
But please-don't take the girl
Same old boy
Same sweet girl
Five years down the road
There's gonna be a little one
And she says it's time to go
Docter says the baby's fine
But you'll have to leave
'Cause his momma's fading fast
And Johnny hit his knees
And there he prayed
Take the very breath you gave me
Take the heart from my chest
I'll gladly take her place
If you'll let me
Make this my last request
Take me out of this world
God please-don't take the girl
Johnny's daddy was taking him fishing
When he was eight years old
You're having a hard time and lately you don't feel so good.
You're getting a bad reputation in your neighborhood.
It's alright, it's alright,
Sometimes that's what it takes.
You're only human, you're allowed to make your share of mistakes.
You better believe there will be times in your life.
When you'll be feeling like a stumbling fool.
So take it from me you'll learn more from your accidents,
Than anything that you could ever learn at school
Don't forget your second wind.
Sooner of later, you'll get your second wind.
It's not always easy to be living in this world of pain.
You're gonna be crashing into stone walls again and again.
It's alright, it's alright,
Though you feel your heart break.
You're only human, you're gonna have to deal with heartache.
Just like a boxer in a title fight,
You got to walk in that ring all alone.
You're not the only one who's made mistakes,
But they're the only thing that you can truly call your own.
Don't forget your second wind.
Wait in that corner until that breeze blows in.
You've been keeping to yourself these days,
Cause you're thinking everything's gone wrong.
Sometimes you just want to lay down and die,
That emotion can be so strong,
But hold on,
Till that old second wind comes along.
You probably don't want to hear advice from someone else.
But I wouldn't be telling you if I hadn't been there myself.
It's alright, it's alright,
Sometimes that's all it takes.
We're only human,
We're supposed to make mistakes.
But I survived all those long lonely days,
When it seemed I did not have a friend.
Cause all I needed was a little faith,
So I could catch my breath, and face the world again.
Don't forget your second wind.
Sooner or later, you'll feel that momentum kick in.
Don't forget your second wind.
Sooner or later, you'll feel that momentum kick in.
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