Grateful
Grateful am I to rise with this new day
To see once more the butterflies arrayed
In majestic luminous hues.
To gaze the crimson sky
as the wind blows delicately by
Dancing trees give glory to this day.
How grateful am I to feel the morning grass
and shiver to its soft due chill.
Grateful, to grace all reflection hidden - still
in the mirror-glass stream
then be at rest to wander
in a forrest of dreams.
The world outside these are distant
as a procession of heavenly stars
But pleasures do abound in natures wings
just to spare a thought
There is life in abundance for all.
poem by Godfrey Morris
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Grateful
I carry you up in my arms
Hear you sing yourself to sleep
The sky opens up over your room
You sail into your moonlight dreams
Theres so much more than we can see
Theres so much more than we can see
All we are and all we need is
All we are and all we need is
All we are is all we need to be
Grateful, oh grateful
Grateful, oh grateful
I play this guitar, sing these songs
It changes me, instantly
Love is too simple a word
For here comes the sun in the morning
Suddenly happiness
Comes rolling out from inside me
All we are and all we need is
All we are and all we need is
All we are is all we need to be
Grateful, oh grateful
Grateful, oh grateful
I carry you up in my arms
Hear you sing yourself to sleep
The sky opens up over your room
You sail into your moonlight dreams
Theres so much more than we can see
Theres so much more than we can see
All we are and all we need is
All we are and all we need is
All we are is all we need to be
Grateful, oh grateful
Grateful, oh grateful
(all we are and all we need is)
(all we are and all we need is...)
song performed by by Bangles
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I Have So Much To Be Grateful To God For
I HAVE SO MUCH TO BE GRATEFUL TO GOD FOR
I have so much to be grateful to G-d for
I can walk -
I can feel the freshness of the wind and light this morning-
I can still think and write clearly-
All the years with those I love and have been loved by
I have so much to be grateful to G-d for-
poem by Shalom Freedman
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Whatever It Is
Whatever It is that I am thanking...
And however It knows what It does.
I am grateful to have It know my existence!
Grateful that It enters my heart and my soul,
Grateful that It knows!
Whatever It is that forgets and forgives...
And removes stumbling blocks from my life as I live.
Whatever It is before language came to be,
In my mind I carry It...
And in 'It' It carries me!
Whatever It is that I am thanking...
And however It knows what It does.
I am grateful to have It know my existence!
Grateful that It enters my heart and my soul,
Grateful that It knows!
Grateful It knows whatever It is...
So grateful It knows It within me grows!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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You Never know
Look out heart…
"I am grateful"…is not love…
Doing something for someone…
And getting…(I'm grateful) …
Is a watch out word…
You heard…"I can't love you"…
I'm just grateful, to you…
Oops…
Just grateful…?
Just grateful…!
You know…how I…feel about you…
And you…say…just grateful…
Damn! …
I expected much more…
From such a special touch…
Which was…I know now… a…
I am grateful…kind of touch…
How was I to know…?
My heart is on the floor…
Door…wide open…
Eye…running wet…
And yet…
I mis-judged-what-…
That look and touch was…
I guess I am grateful…as well…
poem by whisperkwane Lamb
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Be Grateful
We always have something
to be grateful for,
our family and friends
whom enrich our lives
with their words of kindness
and their deeds of unconditional love.
We may at times be low in spirit,
feel we cannot carry on,
but we are grateful for the person
who will put sunshine in our lives.
Raise our sprits with their words
and plant a smile on our face.
Being grateful comes with no obligations
except to treat another
in a similar way.
Give them a lift in their lives,
plant a smile on their face,
then we will be grateful for
the good that we can do.
We should never turn away
that little cry for help,
but be grateful that they came to us
to help them through their crisis.
Hoping one day,
they might do the same for us.
6 March 2009
poem by David Harris
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Blessings
I should be grateful
For the colours God paints his sky.
For the twinkle in my lovers eye
Even when she told me goodbye.
Grateful
For the kiss of the breeze
Moving bliss through the trees
With a perfume to seize
That dawning first light.
Such colours are these
That are swept in its flight.
Who afforded this dewdropp scent? .
Rainclouds applauded
Magnificent! .
We should be grateful
For lifes' plateful.
Stealing moonlit walks
Healing midnight talks.
Rain goes
Then rainbows.
Sunsets kiss the ocean
Painted with such devotion
With some heavenly notion.
Grateful
For fragrance
Early morning lends
And your sexy smile
Secret lover
As our evening ends.
No wish to recover
When blue moonbeam descends.
poem by Kevin East
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Changing Seasons.
On Thanksgiving day it shone brightly
And the following day it disappeared;
Lately, the mornings had become cooler and so had the nights;
The squirrels seemed to get busier and hurried,
Now l think l understand:
For the sun shines no more on the island!
Yet l see it still in the yellow and brown leaves
Of the maple trees that are strewn on the ground.
Soft winds mourn and the poor robin grieves.
In a battle they will sure lose sooner than later,
Shades of red leaves cling tightly to the stems;
One by one they let go and to the ground they clutter.
The light rains are a wonder;
Such sweet music all day and into the night!
In my dreams, as the season changes,
When my mind is relieved of the body asleep,
How so joyously l dance to mbira and marimba music!
And for each new day l am grateful;
Grateful for the gift of life;
Grateful for my family and friends the world over...
poem by Tafadzwa Matamba
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Grateful When You'r Dead (bonus-live)
I'm painting, I paint a picture in you're mind
If you're driving roads to suicide, I know you can sympathise
If you're love is a cheatin', and you're blinded by the pain
You're honeymoon in summer is a picnic in the rain...
You'll be grateful when you're dead, Grateful when you're dead
Ba, ba, ba, ba, ba, ba, ba, ba, ba, ba, ba, ba.
I'm shaking, I shake the spear before you're eyes
Well if you know you're history, you will read between lines
If you're waiting for a vision, to illuminate you're mind
To leave this world of misery, to leave it all behind
You'll be grateful when you're dead, Grateful when you're dead
Ba, ba, ba, ba, ba, ba, ba, ba, ba, ba, ba, ba.
song performed by by Kula Shaker
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Grateful When You're Dead / Jerry Was There
I'm painting, I paint a picture in your mind
If you're driving roads to suicide, I know you can sympathise
If your love is a cheatin' and if you're blinded by the pain
Your honeymoon in summer is a picnic in the rain...
You'll be grateful when you're dead
Grateful when you're dead
Ba, ba, ba, ba, ba, ba, ba, ba, ba, ba, ba, ba
I'm shaking, I shake the spear before your eyes
Well if you know your history, you will read between the lines
If you're waiting for a vision, to illuminate your mind
To leave this world of misery, oh eave it all behind...
You'll be grateful when you're dead
Grateful when you're dead
Ba, ba, ba, ba, ba, ba, ba, ba, ba, ba, ba, ba
Jerry was there,
Jerry was there (many times!)
Oh I'm telling you man, Jerry was there
You could feel his presence everywhere
Oh I'm telling you man, Jerry was there
You could feel his presence everywhere
"I seen him man - looked me right in the face
song performed by by Kula Shaker
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Awe gust
The wind whirls
And stirs the dust
Leaving the grass with nothing to anchor
It is the august wind
That blows so viciously
After the winter’s chill
Has tormented the frail shrubs
It blows dust in my face
As if to spite me
For I can do nothing to stop it
But somewhere in me
I smile in defiance
Because I know
That the next season is spring
But unlike the august wind
I have no one to spite
I curse and praise nature at the same time
For the august wind
And the life that buds in spring
Through these episodes
I get exposed
As one with no might
I take whatever she throws
Even if I do not like it
I’m just grateful
That she doesn’t only frown
But smiles at times
poem by Matete Motsoaledi
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Michael Angelo In Reply To The Passage Upon His Staute Of Sleeping Night
'Night Speaks'
GRATEFUL is Sleep, my life in stone bound fast;
More grateful still: while wrong and shame shall last,
On me can Time no happier state bestow
Than to be left unconscious of the woe.
Ah then, lest you awaken me, speak low.
Grateful is Sleep, more grateful still to be
Of marble; for while shameless wrong and woe
Prevail, 'tis best to neither hear nor see.
Then wake me not, I pray you. Hush, speak low.
Come, gentle Sleep, Death's image tho' thou art,
Come share my couch, nor speedily depart;
How sweet thus living without life to lie,
Thus without death how sweet it is to die.
poem by William Wordsworth
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Grace
This air is flooded with her. I am a boy again, and my mother
and I lie on wet grass, laughing. She startles, turns to
marigolds at my side, saying beautiful, and I can see the red
there is in them.
When she would fall into her thoughts, we'd look for what
distracted her from us.
My mother's gone again as suddenly as ever and, seven months
after the funeral, I go dancing. I am becoming grateful.
Breathing, thinking, marigolds.
poem by Forrest Hamer
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Angel
You are my best friend,
And I love you.
You were always there to love me.
When I didnt love myself,
You bring out the best in me,
And I thank you.
Thank you for my life thanx for your advice,
Your wisdom and your strength.
My earth angel,
Thank you Im so grateful,
For trusting me and loving me,
With your love unconditionally.
My earth angel,
Thank you Im so grateful,
For trusting me and loving me,
With your love unconditionally.
You are my messenger,
From heaven.
No matter how unhappy I become,
You always find a way to make me smile.
And I admire you,
For your pure heart.
Youre always giving all of you to,
Everyone around you and I pray we never part.
My earth angel,
Thank you Im so grateful,
For trusting me and loving me,
With your love unconditionally.
My earth angel,
Thank you Im so grateful,
For trusting me and loving me,
With your love unconditionally.
And if it wasnt for you,
And if I didnt know you,
And if you never reached me,
And if you didnt teach me,
I wouldnt be who I am right now,
I wouldnt give what I give right now,
I wouldnt think what I think right now.
Im thanking you Im thanking you
My earth angel,
Thank you Im so grateful,
For you trusting me and loving me,
With your love unconditionally.
My earth angel,
Thank you Im so grateful,
For you trusting me and loving me,
With your love unconditionally
song performed by by Kelly Rowland
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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.
BY
I've always acknowledged my debt to Hammer. I've always said I'm very grateful to them. They gave me this great opportunity, made me a well known face all over the world for which I am profoundly grateful.
quote by Christopher Lee
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Think...........
broken bottles, broken glass,
everywhere scattered on the grass.
once it was spiky and green,
wind was blowing,
moving grass in the stream can be clearly seen.
upon the mountain through the trees,
blows a sweet, soft breeze.
think what will happen if trees be tear,
there will be no loin, no tiger no any bear.
no place for birds to make a nest
where could running deer be take a rest.
no place for hiding nuts,
squirrels are homeless,
sparrow finding space in the huts.
see clouds seem as teddy bears,
see rabbits, peacocks roaming without fears.
watch and catch the stars at night,
stars will not be as bright.
with in few or someday,
everything not be in same way.
blue water, floating high waves,
no dolphin, no star fish to be gaze, ,
in human there is wealthy race,
time will come we won't have even a single standing place.
it is time to awareness be raised,
for saving environment plan must be traced..........
The Real Deal
Just with You and me...
I sit.
Grateful to have this peace.
And with You to share it with.
Alone but not lonely.
With flaws known You condone,
And accept.
So blessed I feel...
When a togetherness is present.
Just with You and me...
I sit.
Grateful to have this peace.
And with You to share it with.
Things and the trappings things bring,
To never stay.
I can say with You...
I am filled with joy and my most happiest.
No matter what comes to cloud or dampen my day...
In my heart you are,
As it has been that way.
Just with You and me...
I sit.
Grateful to have this peace.
And with You to share it with.
You remain for me...
The Real Deal.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Be Greatful
Be grateful to your creator
For he is your maker
Ungratefulness comes from
Greediness and selfishness
Ungrateful people are evil
It is the act of the devil
Be grateful
Instead of being scornful
Ungrateful people
Hate to show appreciation
For their life
Is full of illusion
Be grateful to your creator
For he is your maker
poem by Matt Ancient
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Fortuna
The wind blows east, the wind blows west,
And the frost falls and the rain:
A weary heart went thankful to rest,
And must rise to toil again, 'gain,
And must rise to toil again.
The wind blows east, the wind blows west,
And there comes good luck and bad;
The thriftiest man is the cheerfulest;
'Tis a thriftless thing to be sad, sad,
'Tis a thriftless thing to be sad.
The wind blows east, the wind blows west;
Ye shall know a tree by its fruit:
This world, they say, is worst to the best; --
But a dastard has evil to boot, boot,
But a dastard has evil to boot.
The wind blows east, the wind blows west;
What skills it to mourn or to talk?
A journey I have, and far ere I rest;
I must bundle my wallets and walk, walk,
I must bundle my wallets and walk.
The wind does blow as it lists alway;
Canst thou change this world to thy mind?
The world will wander its own wise way;
I also will wander mine, mine,
I also will wander mine.
poem by Thomas Carlyle
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Grateful When Youre Dead
Im painting, I paint a picture in youre mind
If youre driving roads to suicide, I know you can sympathise
If youre love is a cheatin, and youre blinded by the pain
Youre honeymoon in summer is a picnic in the rain...
Youll be grateful when youre dead, grateful when youre dead
Ba, ba, ba, ba, ba, ba, ba, ba, ba, ba, ba, ba.
Im shaking, I shake the spear before youre eyes
Well if you know youre history, you will read between lines
If youre waiting for a vision, to illuminate youre mind
To leave this world of misery, to leave it all behind
Youll be grateful when youre dead, grateful when youre dead
Ba, ba, ba, ba, ba, ba, ba, ba, ba, ba, ba, ba.
song performed by by Kula Shaker
Submitted by Lucian Velea
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