Song Of I
A lone gent sits on the bench, His face remains unnoticed, He blends casually into the crowd. Nothing about him is remarkable, His movements and actions are silent.
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A lone gent sits on the bench, His face remains unnoticed, He blends casually into the crowd. Nothing about him is remarkable, His movements and actions are silent.
I've had my winter holiday And returned to this small isle The spring should be with us now But instead the weathers vile The crocuses show their heads To signal spring is on its way Daffodils are...
#sundayrepost #hopefullylaidoutabitbetter You have changed my life in so many ways. Laughter returned, So long a distant dream. A glimpse of life with meaning starts to be seen.
[Verse 1] There's a dandelion for every blow There's a shooting star for every eye Oh there's a secret for every ear And there's a tear for every cry [Bridge] But you see it all comes clear...
What a caring place the World Can Be How beautiful the world can be when it wants to, How beautiful the world can be when it cares, The sky can be so blue, That old sun can shine for you, This crazy...
#acrostic. #maybealittletooooolong. (S)ummer has been and gone, autumn and winter too have passed, alas dear spring please save my soul, may this season be not my last.
#acrostic S omewhere between the midsts of tulips and daffodils, P resents for your mother and constant ringing tills.
Lost, but we can find our way. Love will show us where to go, what to say. Like a candle in the darkness. Your strength will guide us through this. We are surrounded by mists and fog.
Somewhere over the rainbow, way up high There's a land that I heard of once in a lullaby Somewhere over the rainbow, skies are blue And the dreams that you dare to dream really do come true.
I believe, for every drop of rain that falls, A flower grows . . . I believe that somewhere in the darkest night, A candle glows . . .
I was on Tumblr, looking at a blog of a new follower. The whole blog was basically about suicide, cutting, and drugs.
The nights are getting lighter, The daffodils are saying hello; The grass is getting cut, Soon, it will be winter no more.
To all the people who think tonight's the night. Who are thinking of picking up the blade again. Who aren't eating. Who are bending over the toilet. Please, please try to resist.
A smile is a rainbow Flipped upside down, And the light in the sky Can have a pretty sound. The robin in the clouds Puffs out its proud red chest, But the lovely white dove Never has time to rest.
Far away with my friends, entertaining millions a year, yet most people fear my looks, if they only knew the real me, then they could truly see.
I glanced up and noticed the vase. Like everything else in my life. The roses had withered and died. The flowers had turned dry and crisp. The smell was no longer a perfume.
S end me an angel, with your rays. U plift, save me, from darkened days. N ourish me, with your love and light. L ift me up, to much higher heights, I ndescribably majestic, healing hope.
There's going to come a day. When you don't feel so alone. When you find your place. When you find you peace of happiness. There's going to come a day, When you can smile.
He was destroyed by them, Shut down and turned off, Thanks to their cruel and mocking laugh, His dreams were shattered, His confidence in tatters, And he cried as he slowly shuffled home.
#natureacrostic. Streaming through my window panes,. Uplifting spirits, awakening my mind,. New light guiding us in the direction of spring,. Life seems so much more manageable,.
I was abandoned, Or so it seems, So here I am, Surrounded in leaves. I got dropped, Lost alone, With no hope, Of getting home.
I want peace in the world I want people who are sick to be healed I want the hungry to be fed I want people never to worry over food, shelter and heat I want families to be in harmony with each...
I wrote this for my nephew, who is doing time.
#prayerhands #projecthumanity A spark, A spark Within the dark An ember glowing on the hearth, Awaiting care, A breath of air, To fan a flame that all can hark.