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It’s Up To Me

mayem — Sun, 13 Jun 2010 21:47:08 +0000

I get discouraged now and then
When there are clouds of gray,
Until I think about the things
That happened yesterday.
I do not mean the day before
Or those of months ago,
But all the yesterdays in which
I had the chance to grow.
I think of opportunities
That I allowed to die,
And those I took advantage of
Before they passed me by.
And I remember that the past
Presented quite a plight,
But somehow I endured it and
The future seemed all right.
And I remind myself that I
Am capable and free,
And my success and happiness
Are really up to me.
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James J. Metcalfe
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One And Only You

mayem — Thu, 10 Jun 2010 23:37:40 +0000

Every single blade of grass,
And every flake of snow—
Is just a wee bit different …
There’s no two alike, you know.
From something small, like grains of sand,
To each gigantic star
All were made with THIS in mind:
To be just what they are!
How foolish then, to imitate—
How useless to pretend!
Since each of us comes from a MIND
Whose ideas never end.
There’ll only be just ONE of ME
To show what I can do—
And you should likewise feel very proud,
There’s only ONE of YOU.
That is where it all starts
With you, a wonderful
unlimited human being.
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James T. Moore
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Huna Prayer By Max Freedom Long

mayem — Mon, 19 Apr 2010 23:03:26 +0000

If I have hurt someone today
With thought or word or deed,
Or failed another in his need,
I now repent.
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If I can take those steps again,
Tomorrow will I make amends
And heal with love those hurts,
I do this pledge.
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And if a hurt has struck me deep
And no amends are made,
I ask the light to balance all,
I count the debt s paid.
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Parental Spirits whom I love,
And who I know love me
Reach through the door I open wide,
Make clear my path to Thee.
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The Greatest Discovery (Edgar A Guest)

mayem — Wed, 17 Mar 2010 15:45:42 +0000

You can do as much as you think you can,
But you’ll never accomplish more;
If you’re afraid of yourself, young man,
There’s little for you in store.
For failure comes from the inside first,
It’s there if only we knew it,
And you can win, though you face the worst,
If you feel that you’re going to do it.
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The Mind Is A Wonderous Thing

mayem — Sat, 27 Feb 2010 12:52:48 +0000

The mind is a wonderous thing,
It can make us cry or make us sing.
It can bring us love or bring us hate,
Whatever we choose is our fate.
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It can being us joy or bring us pain,
It can help us start all over again.
It can take us high or it can bring us low,
Wherever we choose it will let us go.
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Your mind is the power that guides your life,
You decide if its happy or if it’s full of strife.
So guard your thoughts and keeps them true,
And a wonderful life awaits you.
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The March To Bosworth

mayem — Wed, 24 Feb 2010 22:32:09 +0000

The day it was ours we thought from the first, as we marched with a full heart to war.
The banners flew high as we followed the King with axe, lance and sword still to draw.
I felt our elation, the cheers of the crowd, the shouts of the peasants below.
The calls for the head of the treacherous Earl a wiling arm to strike the first blow.
My helm it was flecked as if with the blood of an enemy still to be killed.
The sun shyly hid behind clouds of white in the red glow of glory we thrilled.
As we marched into Sutton, the herald proclaimed the town to be loyal to my lord.
But the borough did stink as from Stanley no word, but for Strange mercy not the sword.
We sat straight in the saddle our pennants held high, as we listened to the ravens above.
In silence we thought of all those who would die, and of those to whom we sent our love.
Then gave we full vent to our anger of might, we cursed noble Richmond’s foul name.
We called on the demons who fought on his side and the Devil who gave him his fame.
A Welshman, a foeman, a traitor, a cur we waited his entry a while.
But not stirred the villain he bided his time, a creature in hell he should boil.
Why hate we a man we’ve never yet seen, why hate we what we do not know.
But death he has brought to our fields of green and sorrow to poor maidens brow.
He’s bought from the gaols and sewers of France, an honourable army of might.
Of murderers, thieves, rapists and the like, to carry forth his godly fight.
The King sat unsteady upon his white steed, and cursed on a rose made so red.
He called on his Generals to carry his fight until the foul Richmond be fled.
He called for his banner, the white boar so proud hold high lead on at our head.
But he didn’t know as his nobles rode by, that shortly they all would lie dead.
He called upon Saint George’s holy name, he called on men who’d be free.
He called on the knights and the archers so bold, and last, but not least called on me.
So we held high his flag and we lowered the lance, and we called on God for our gain.
We charged at the Dragon and swept side his knights, but for us no victory just pain.
Down upon us a drenching of death from the bow, as the treacherous Stanley changed side.
And struck down his King with that horrible blow and the shouts of his creatures deride.
Surrounded and dying King Richard fought strong, to his knees he just would not go.
But hero or villain he could not withstand, the hurtling might of his foe.
They cut him, they cleft him, they battered him down, as Percy above did not move.
And from his dead forehead removed they the crown, and gave it to Tudor to prove.
We hung from the branches like fruit ripened red, whilst they hacked us and gouged out our eyes.
Tudor danced, pranced and laughed with a terrible glee and ignored himself our dying cries.
God’s in his heaven and all’s right with the world and the armies of York all are dead.
The white rose lies trampled under the foot and corruption and greed fills the red.
King Richard’s ghost would not lie still, whilst the traitors who killed him grew fat.
And Justice denied him and lost to his cause on his throne there a traitor sat.
So come here in August when the heavens are bright, come walk here on fields of green.
And see played before you old York’s last fight and the bravest King England has seen.
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(The Battle of Bosworth Field the last and bloodiest battle of the 30 years long Wars of
the Roses was fought on August 22nd 1485.
Archaeologists this week found the true sight of the battle 8 miles from the previousl
thought site and with it the true site of Richard III ‘s death.
Richard was the last King of England to die in battle and with him ended the line of the
Plantagenet who had ruled England since 1066.
DKS 24.2.2010.)
D.K.Sherratt
Copy write 1994
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Moonlight By Derek Sherratt

mayem — Sun, 07 Feb 2010 21:23:19 +0000

By night I think I see pass, before me in a dream.
My lady who I do adore, floats on the silver stream,
Of moonlight, mistress of the night.
Whose form I cannot touch.
O’ think of me tonight my love, for I do love thee much.
I be a dream ,I will not last till dawn has shown his face.
For in the brightness of the day,of me there’ll be no trace.
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Dedicated to Linda

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Thought (Author Unknown)

mayem — Sun, 07 Feb 2010 21:14:54 +0000

“With every strong thought, with every earnest longing
For aught thou deemest needful to thy soul,
Invisible vast forces are set thronging
Between thee and that goal.
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‘Tis only when some hidden weakness alters
And changes thy desire, or makes it less,
That this mysterious army ever falters
Or stops short of success.
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Thought is, a magnet; and the longed-for pleasure
Or boon, or aim, or object, is the steel;
And its attainment hangs but on the measure
Of what thy soul can feel.”
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Will By Ella Wheeler Wilcox

mayem — Sun, 31 Jan 2010 00:32:47 +0000

“You can be what you will be;
Let failure find it’s false content
In that poor word, environment;
But spirit scorns it, and is free.
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It masters time; it conquers fate;
It cows that boastful twister,Chance,
And bide the tyrant Circumstance
Uncrown, and fill a servant’s place.
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The human Will, the force unseen,
The offspring of a deathless Soul,
can hew a way to any goal,
Though walls of granite intervene.
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Be not impatient in delay-
But wait is one who understands,
When spirit rises and commands,
The gods are ready to obey.”
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The Dreams Ahead Author Unknown

mayem — Sun, 24 Jan 2010 21:13:31 +0000

“What would we do in this world of ours,
Were it not for the dreams ahead?
For thorns are mixed with the fairest flowers,
No matter what path we tread.
And each of us has a golden goal
Stretching out to the endless years;
And ever we climb with a hopeful soul,
With alternative smiles and tears.
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The dreams ahead are what hold us up
Thru the strain of a ceaseless flight;
While our lips are pressed to the wormwood sup,
And storms shut out the light,
To some ’tis a dream of high estate,
To others a dream of wealth,
To some ’tis a dream of a truce with fate
In a ceaseless search for health.
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Our dreams of a hearth and a home to be;
One sees but a golden store;
While the burdened toiler dreams of rest
Where toil shall be no more;
So, ever it is, in some sweet guise,
Hope hangeth her lantern high;
Oh, the dreams ahead are the golden stars,
That help us to live or die.”
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