Do you believe in angels, John? Well, what if I tell you that I found that I do? Oh please, John. Please don't laugh at me. It is so wrong for me to want something to believe in? Everyone needs that, John. Everyone. Even me. I want to know that there's something waiting for me, someone caring for me. Didn't you ever want that? I can feel my angel sometimes. She watches over me, protects me. I want to be an angel. I want to believe that it's not a hole in the ground I have to look forward for all eternity. I have to believe that I can be an angel, or at least have the chance to redeem myself. Stop laughing! If I want to believe that there is someone there, let me. Don't you dare try to destroy my faith, even if you have none. But John, listen to me. Didn't you ever make up your mind to do something, and then, at the last minute change your mind because you suddenly had second thoughts? Then you come to find out that it was a good thing you changed your mind. You find that some accident would have befell you if you had decided to do what you wanted? Did you ever feel that? Or when you are afraid, you feel your own courage boosted for no reason other that you suddenly don't feel alone? Or when you are so sad that you can't stop the tears, you feel as though there is someone there comforting you. I need that. Even if you don't. You sit there laughing at me, acting all high and mighty, as if you're the only one who can hurt, the only one who knows trouble. Well you're not, John Daniels! You most certainly are not! And if I want to believe that there are angels out there. Let me. If I want to think that I may be given a chance to become on of those angels after this life or be given a chance to try again, I can. I have to John! Don't you understand. I have to know that there is a chance for me to find heaven, for I certainly haven't found it here on earth.
Once upon a time, there was an island where all the feelings lived: Happiness, Sadness, Knowledge, and all of the others including Love.
One day it was announced to the feelings that the island would sink, so all repaired their boats and left. Love was the only one who stayed. Love wanted to persevere until the last possible moment.
When the island was almost sinking, Love decided to ask for help.
Richness was passing by Love in a grand boat. Love said, "Richness, can you take me with you?" Richness answered, "No, I can't. There is a lot of gold and silver in my boat. There is no place here for you."
Love decided to ask Vanity who was also passing by in a beautiful vessel, "Vanity, please help me!" "I can't help you Love. You are all wet and might damage my boat," Vanity answered.
Sadness was close by so Love asked for help, "Sadness, let me go with you." "Oh...Love, I am so sad that I need to be by myself!"
Happiness passed by Love too, but she was so happy that she did not even hear when Love called her!
Suddenly, there was a voice, "Come Love, I will take you." It was an elder. Love felt so blessed and overjoyed that he even forgot to ask the elder her name. When they arrived at dry land, the elder went her own way.
Love realizing how much he owed the elder asked Knowledge, another elder, "Who helped me?"
"It was Time," Knowledge answered.
"Time?" asked Love. "But why did Time help me?"
Knowledge smiled with deep wisdom and answered, "Because only Time is capable of understanding how great Love is."
There's lots of things
With which I'm blessed,
My problems have been few,
But of all, this one's the best:
To have a friend like you.
In times of trouble
Friends will say,
"Just ask, I'll help you through it."
But you don't wait for me to ask,
You just get up and do it!
And I can think
of nothing more
That I could wisely do,
Than know a friend,
And be a friend,
And have a friend like you.
My friend,
my companion,
through good times and bad
my friend,
my buddy,
through happy and sad,
beside me you stand,
beside me you walk,
you're there to listen,
you're there to talk,
with happiness,
with smiles,
with pain and tears,
I know you'll be there,
throughout the years!
my knees start to shake,
when you're in sight.
my mind's filled with wonder,
my heart with fright.
when will this feeling stop?
when did it start?
how can i listen to my mind,
without breaking my heart?
i'm so confused
what should i do?
i can't think of anything
, except of you.
should i ignore you?
or just give it time?
i can't think straight,
my heart controls my mind!
THE NIGHT IS BRIGHT,
WITH A STARLIT SKY,
I SIT AND THINK,
AS TIME PASSES BY,
OH STARY NIGHT,
WITH A MOONLIT SKY,
TAKE ME AWAY,
AND TELL ME WHY,
GIVE ME A REASON,
FOR LOVE'S END,
GIVE ME A REASON,
FOR WHY I LOST A FRIEND,
I SIT AND THINK,
ALL NIGHT LONG,
ABOUT THE THINGS,
THAT ALL WENT WRONG,
STARLIT SKY,
GIVE ME A REASON WHY.
Just Around the Corner
(not by me)
Around the corner I have a friend,
In this great city that has no end,
Yet the days go by and weeks rush on,
And before I know it, a year is gone.
And I never see my old friend's face,
For life is a swift and terrible race,
He knows I like him just as well,
As in the days when I rang his bell.
And he rang mine
we were younger then
, And now we are busy, tired men.
Tired of playing a foolish game,
Tired of trying to make a name.
"Tomorrow" I say, "I will call on Jim"
"Just to show that I'm thinking of him."
But tomorrow comes and tomorrow goes,
And distance between us grows and grows.
Around the corner! - yet miles away,
"Here's a telegram sir"
"Jim died today."
And that's what we get and deserve in the end.
Around the corner, a vanished friend.
ATTITTUDE IS EVERYTHING!!
(not by me)
*******************************************Jerry was the kind of guy you love to hate. He was always in a good mood and always had something positive to say. When someone would ask him how he was doing, he would reply, "If I were any better, I would be twins!"
He was a unique manager because he had several waiters who had followed him around from restaurant to restaurant. The reason the waiters followed Jerry was because of his attitude. He was a natural motivator. If an employee was having a bad day, Jerry was there telling the employee how to look on the positive side of it.
Seeing this style really made me curious, so one day I went up to Jerry and asked him, "I don't get it! You can't be a positive person all the time. How do you do it?"
Jerry replied, "Each morning I wake up and say to myself, Jerry, you have two choices today. You can choose to be in a good mood or you choose to be in a bad mood.' I choose to be in a good mood. Each time something bad happens, I can choose to be a victim or I can choose to learn from it. I choose to learn from it. Every time someone comes to me complaining, I can choose to accept complaining or I can point out the positive side of life. I choose the positive side of life."
"Yeah, right, but it's not that easy," I protested.
"Yes it is," Jerry said. "Life is all about choices. When you cut all the junk, every situation is a choice. You choose how you react to situations. You choose how people will affect your mood. You choose to be in a good or bad mood. The bottom line: It's your choice how you live life."
I reflected on what Jerry said. Soon thereafter, I left the restaurant industry to start my own business. We lost touch, but I often thought about him when I made a choice about life instead of reacting to it. Several years later, I heard that Jerry did something you are never supposed to do in a restaurant business: he left the back door open one morning and was held up at gun point by three armed robbers. While trying to open the safe, his hand, shaking from nervousness, slipped off the combination. The robbers panicked and shot him. Luckily, Jerry was found relatively quickly and rushed to the local trauma center. After 18 hours of surgery and weeks of intensive care, Jerry was released from the hospital with fragments of the bullets still in his body.
I saw Jerry about six months after the accident. When I asked him how he was, he replied, "If I were any better, I'd be twins. Wanna see my scars?"
I declined to see his wounds, but did ask him what had gone through his mind as the robbery took place. "The first thing that went through my mind was that I should have locked the back door," Jerry replied. "Then, as I lay on the floor, I remembered that I had two choices: I could choose to live, or I could choose to die. I chose to live."
"Weren't you scared? Did you lose consciousness?" I asked.
Jerry continued, "The paramedics were great. They kept telling me I was going to be fine. But when they wheeled me into the emergency room I saw the expressions on the faces of the doctors and nurses, I got really scared. In their eyes, I read, 'He's a dead man.' I knew I needed to take action."
"What did you do?" I asked.
"Well, there was a big, burly nurse shoutin questions at me," said Jerry. "She asked if I was allergic to anything. 'Yes,' I replied.
The doctors and nurses stopped working as they waited for my reply, I took a deep breath and yelled, 'Bullets!' Over their laughter, I told them, 'I am choosing to live. Operate on me as if I am alive, not dead."
Jerry lived thanks to the skill of his doctors, but also because of his amazing attitude. I learned from him that every day we have the choice to live fully. Attitude, after all, is everything.
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His eyes, are like crystal blue streams,
His hair, is a golden color, only seen in my dreams,
His skin, is as soft and smooth as silk,
and looks as creamy as fresh, cold milk.
When I look at him,
and hear his voice,
my heart beats faster,
it has no choice.
My stomache flutters endlessly,
I only wish,
that he could see,
how much his love,
means to me.
Happiness........
More happiness than I have ever had.
Everything joyous that has ever happened to me,
Shines through when you smile.
Everything good,
Everything beautiful.
Floating like butterflies
In your twinkling eyes.
The butterflies flutter away
Distant
Just as your eyes.
Your smile is hidden from me,
Blocked by a wall of space.
Everything good
Everything beautiful
Just out of reach
........lonliness.
Another wonderful day in my life.
I walk in circles,
Sniffing the ground,
Licking the pillows,
Begging for food,
Begging for attention.
I see you eating your bread.
I get hungry
I get jealous
Drool hangs like shoestrings from my mouth.
You scratch my ear.
It feels nice
I sit still
I soak up the attention
I want more.
You tell me you love me
I lick your face.
You tell me I"m pretty
I soak you with kisses.
Sometimes you forget me.
You take me outside and leave me.
I get scared.
I miss you.
You are my life.
You are the only one who loves me.
You are the only one I love.
I depend on you.
I want you to take care of me.
I want you to love me.
The best inspiration I found was not written by me.
I don't know who wrote it.
It's called "What I've Learned"
If you liked some of mine, you'll like this.
What I've Learned
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