But this is a true saying among men: the gifts of enemies are no gifts and profitless.
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The Gifts of Life and Pollution
Nature's gifts are sunny beaches,
Nature's gifts are rocky mountains,
Nature's gifts are vast oceans,
Nature's gifts are the tranquil colors in the rainbow,
Nature's gifts are rain forests,
Nature's gift is life.
Our gifts are oceans filled with toxins,
Our gifts are global warming,
Our gifts are deserted forests,
Our gifts are killed animals,
Our gifts are serious diseases,
Our gift is pollution.
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How Do You Use Your Gifts?
I'm using my blessings and faith,
To create identifiable miracles.
And you?
How do you use your gifts?
In the begging of stuff?
That others have?
By using their own,
Faith kept persisted.
And what they have manage to materialize,
Makes you jealous and mad?
Your selfishness is pathetic!
How do you use your gifts?
Do you help lift other minds around.
How do you use your gifts?
Do you help lift other minds around.
How do you use your gifts?
Do you help lift other minds around.
How do you use your gifts?
In the begging of stuff?
That others have?
By using their own,
Faith kept persisted.
How do you use your gifts?
Do you help lift other minds around.
How do you use your gifts?
Do you help lift other minds around.
How do you use your gifts?
Do you help lift other minds around.
How do you use your gifts?
Do you help lift other minds around.
How do you use your gifts?
Do you help lift other minds around.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Too Blind To Recognize
Too blind to recognize.
No one really knew,
Who they saw on a regular basis.
And this was not encouraged,
To be expected to accept.
Yet discussing other people,
Was what they did best.
Too blind to recognize.
Too blind to recognize.
Disrespecting was all they knew.
And this they did with a full effect.
No one knew who did what.
Or who had experiences to share,
That would provide benefits all would get.
So no one saw to see to receive opportunities,
They would meet but too blind to recognize.
Too blind to recognize,
Gifts given as a prize!
Gifts given they should pride.
Too blind to recognize,
Gifts given as a prize!
Gifts given they should pride.
Just too blind to recognize.
Just too blind to recognize.
Just too blind to recognize...
Gifts given as a prize!
Gifts given they should pride.
Too blind to recognize.
Just too blind to recognize.
Too blind to recognize.
Just too blind to recognize...
Gifts given as a prize!
Gifts given they should pride.
Too blind to recognize.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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December
It’s with trepidation and mixed emotions that I arrive here.
It’s a month of giving, but means loss of another year.
Another year that has expired as I celebrate the holidays.
I cherish society’s true gifts and lament its hollow ways.
Its true gifts are the freedoms for which so many have died.
Hollow ways are by a few who have cheated and lied.
Best of all are the gifts of being with dear family and friends,
Good wishes, hugs and kisses with the love that this sends.
I’ll cleanse my mind so that the only things I’ll remember
Are future positives nurtured by this joyous December.
poem by Gregory Huyette
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Christmas without you
Baby you know its true
Christmas just ain't Christmas without you
I don't care about gifts or anything new
Cause Christmas just ain't Christmas without you
its just not Christmas without you...
Christmas day is near
I still wish you were here
I've been walking around
all over this town
the darkness of theses nights
are scared away with Christmas lights
that remind me of when I was a little boy
and all I wanted was that special toy
now its about my family and its joy
with nights colder than Atlanta
We got milk and cookies for Santa
you can even hear the carolers sing
sounds perfect but missing one thing
And baby You know its true
Christmas just ain't Christmas without you
I don't care about gifts or anything new
Cause Christmas just ain't Christmas without you
its just not Christmas without you...
we've got six inches of snow
and people kissing under the mistletoe
nights that feel so slow
and the days so long
everything's right but so wrong
kids in bed earlier than all year
waiting for Santa and his reindeer
Kids hoping this year they get all the right things
they run downstairs as soon as the alarm rings
the gifts are under the tree
but I still want you next to me
And baby You know its true
Christmas just ain't Christmas without you
I don't care about gifts or anything new
Cause Christmas just ain't Christmas without you
its just not Christmas without you...
poem by Jorge Rolon
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Natural Gift
See that girl walkin down the street
She looks like a prima donna
Shes a star in her head and the worlds at her feet
She looks at you twice and your heart skips a beat
She didnt learn it at high school or from a glossy magazine
You see shes a natural, she gotta natural gift
You gotta rise above your stupidity
Youre dumb but dont give in
You gotta rise above your station
Discover whats within
And with some luck and dedication and some careful manipulation
Everybody needs some inspiration
Everybody needs some motivation
Mix it up with some imagination
And use your natural gifts, you gotta natural gift
You got natural gifts
Ah, hey, hey, hey, ah, hey, hey
And use your natural gifts, you got natural gifts
You dont have to be a genius to find
All the hidden potential deep in your mind
You dont have to know about nuclear physics
Know all the formulas and vital statistics
You dont have to be an intellectual, you dont have to be a scientist
To use your natural gifts, you got natural gifts, yeh
Use your natural gifts, you got natural gifts
You gotta stop this depression youre in now
Stop this emotional rift, you need a psychological lift now
Everybody needs some inspiration, everybody needs some motivation
Mix it up with some imagination and use your natural gifts
There are bad people, mad people, bitter people, scared people
Wanna put you down and keep you in your place
But you gotta chance to break out, you gotta chance to get out
And use your natural gifts
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Money Is A Very Evil Friend
When a man is not use to receiving help from a true friend.
He offers gifts of all kinds.
He's afraid that they won't stick around.
He has only known monetary friends.
So when somebody refuses his gifts he thinks he did something wrong.
He next move is thank them repeatedly as if he was asking for forgiveness.
Money is a very evil friend.
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For all we have
I AM SO GRATEFUL
FOR ALL WE HAVE
WE DON’T HAVE MUCH
FOR CHRISTMAS IS NEAR
I SAY MY PRAYERS
THAT OUR HEAVENLY FATHER IS HEAR
TO BLESS US ALL
NO MATTER WHERE WE ARE
WHETHER WE’RE IN ONE PLACE
OR SCATTERED AFAR
AS WE AWAKE ON CHRISTMAS MORNING
AND SIT BY THE FIRE
I PRAY TO GOD
THAT MY KIDS HAVE GIFTS TO OPEN
WITH MONEY SO TIGHT
AND DOORS THAT WILL OPEN
WE LIFT UP OUR HEARTS
ON CHRISTMAS MORNING
WE ARE THANKFUL FOR FRIENDS
AND FAMILY TOO
CHRISTMAS IS NOT ABOUT
ALL THE GIFTS THAT’S SO TRUE
WHAT CHRISTMAS IS ABOUT
IT’S TO CELEBRATE JESUS’S BIRTH
BUT PEOPLE TAKE IT TOO FAR
AND GO ALL OUT WITH GIFTS
INSTEAD OF CELEBRATING LIFE
WHAT WE SHOULD BE
IS SO GRATEFUL FOR ALL WE HAVE
EVEN IF IT’S NOT MUCH
THAT’S ALL WE HAVE
THAT’S WHAT CHRISTMAS SHOULD BE ALL ABOUT.
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God's Gifts
God has many gifts
For us to take when we can
Or like God's first couple
Will we have to say we ran
Out of the Garden
It was too much to take
For the love of wisdom
Dont blame it all on the snake
To know from right and wrong
Or to let go and pray
How do you think you'll answer
When you get asked some day
It won't be easy
No clear wrong or right
You might get asked at morning
Or very late at night
Some of God's gifts come quietly
Like just opening you eyes
Some go thump and
Are really a surprise
Whatever kind it is
It's as kind as it can be
Not all gifts fit or are the
Right color you see
poem by Tom J. Mariani
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Flavor Fed That Feeds Defeating
Gifts you were given are gone.
What did you do that was wrong.
Did you sit with your gifts to drift...
In a mind where they didn't stay long!
Gifts you were given are gone.
What did you do that was wrong.
Did you sit with your gifts to drift...
In a mind where they didn't stay long!
Your eyes are looking all around on the ground,
To find yourself with meaning...
And something you discover that fits.
But nothing that you pick seems of benefit!
Your eyes are looking all around to be found,
As someone to be lifted and praised.
And saved from stress you labor!
With a flavor of life you savor and crave.
Gifts you were given are gone.
What did you do that was wrong.
Did you sit with your gifts to drift...
In a mind where they didn't stay long!
Gifts you were given are gone.
And now just stress you labor.
Gifts you were given are gone.
And this is life you savor.
Gifts you were given are gone.
And now just stress you labor.
Gifts you were given are gone.
And this is life you savor.
A flavor fed that feeds defeating!
Gifts you were given are gone.
And now just stress you labor.
Gifts you were given are gone.
And this is life you savor.
A flavor fed that feeds defeating!
You don't want to miss a beating.
You don't want to miss a beating.
You don't want to miss a beating.
A flavor fed that feeds defeating!
You don't want to miss a beating.
You don't want to miss a beating.
You don't want to miss a beating.
A flavor fed that feeds defeating!
Gifts you were given are gone.
You don't want to miss a beating.
What did you do that was wrong.
You don't want to miss a beating.
Did you sit with your gifts to drift...
In a mind where they didn't stay long!
You don't want to miss a beating.
You don't want to miss a beating.
You don't want to miss a beating.
A flavor fed that feeds defeating!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Togetherness, Unity and Love
Father and Mother, I love you...
I've said it, yeah, OK.
That's right, I've said it, 'cos it's true.
Here's where I choose to stay.
This house is more than just a house,
'Cos love lives here each day,
Yes, I thank God this house is ours,
This home in which we pray...
Father and Mother, thanks so much,
I want to make you proud.
I know sometimes you'll never budge
In rules that you've allowed,
Yet even when you tell me off
And I stand here, head bowed...
I know our house is filled with love,
Of that there is no doubt...
Father and Mother, I thank you...
For both of you love me.
I've seen it in the things you do,
In all you choose to be.
The Christmas gifts, the Easter gifts
And birthday gifts so free.
No wonder that my spirit lifts
In all this love I see...
(September 2011)
poem by Denis Martindale
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Re-Gifting
Gifts we give may not be
What our friends want.
Gifts we get may not be
What we would want.
So what can you do
to clear your clutter?
Some Don't and Do,
re-gifting that matter.
The Gift
His spirit is His special gift,
He gives to you and me.
When you receive and embrace it,
All His other gifts you'll see.
But you have to seek to find it,
You won't receive if you don't ask.
Then you will then see through spiritual eyes,
Not through your man made mask.
There are people in this world,
You may like or you may not.
Each have their gifts to offer
But God's gifts just can't be bought.
So often we seek man made gifts,
That benefit ourselves.
But once we get what we want,
We store it on our shelves.
And as they sit and gather dust,
We look for our next fix.
We take our eyes off the real prize,
It's one of Satan's greatest tricks.
So when your old, and your life is done,
Do you think that you will say?
I'm happy I made a life of wealth,
And pushed those I loved away.
So listen to this simple truth,
And see what life's about.
It will take a great leap of faith,
But you'll love how it turns out.
poem by Ryan Lee Morris
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Love Embraces
who will gift
love from heart
to be received
as gifts
in return
for gifts
received
love embraces
receptive souls
love embraces
beating hearts
sharing minds
Dedicated to Aaron Johal who gifts from the heart.
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The love I look for
The love I look for
Could not come from you.
My mind is set to fall
At Peterloo.
But you'ld protect me,
I'd be safe with you.
You could but love me
In the olden way,
With gifts of jewels, children,
Time to play,
Be man to woman
In the olden way.
The love that's love has
Other gifts to bring,
A share in weakness, dreams,
And suffering.
These are the only
Gifts I'd have to bring.
The love I look for
Does not come from you.
I see it dawning in
Deep eyes of blue.
I dare to hope for
Love, but not from you.
poem by Lesbia Harford
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Small favours conciliate, but great gifts make enemies.
The Gifts That Come From The Heart
Memories so sweet they don't depart,
Because each stays sublime,
It's the gifts that come from the heart
That stand the test of time...
Like that first kiss upon the cheek,
Before lips melt with love,
Such heartfelt gifts must be unique,
What else could prove enough?
Some think gold rings or gems will do,
Or flowers for a while,
While others hold the point of view,
Whatever makes them smile...
Yet heartfelt gifts mean so much more,
For these were meant to please...
They have enchantments to allure,
Somehow they grant you peace...
To think that someone truly cares,
Loves tenderly and free,
Holds nothing back and nothing spares
And shares incredibly...
God-blessed are those who play it smart,
That simply says it all...
With the gifts that come from the heart,
For love is beautiful...
Denis Martindale, copyright, January 2011.
poem by Denis Martindale
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