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Your Child

(03/08/11)

Oh my child! If you could only see
How you’ve become such a big part of me.
I see your future thru your eyes
And how in this life you will strive.

There will be hard roads and obstacles
That you must pass.
But! I know they will not last.

Build your dreams and set your goals
That is the thing that you must hold.
There will always be winding roads
And at you people will throw stones.

But! There is something that you must understand
You are the future of this land.
You can make changes, no matter how small
Your dreams don’t have to be big
They don’t have to be tall.

Like a jigsaw puzzle- little pieces
Complete the picture, for all the world to see.
You can do anything when done in unity.

Don’t ever think that there is nothing
That you can contribute.
A thought, a suggestion, a kind little word
These are the things that are felt and heard.
It takes billions of grains of sand to make a beach
With out each one- it would not be reached.

Your child is the futures lifeline
Teach them right and they’ll be fine.

poem by Louis Rams
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Follow Your Dreams

to dream your dream, and follow it through
to dream your dream, and make it come true.
to set that goal in your life
and have it become your guiding light.

to push yourself against all odds
and take the first steps, is the start.
take the first of a million steps
until your dream you have met.

no one knows your dreams better than you
do whatever you've got to do.
but do not hurt anyone along the way
for later on you will pay.

using friends, family, people, -we all do.
how far you go depends on you.
with your dream, other people gain
and because of it, their lives will change.

it takes billions of grains of sand to make a beach
that is the goal that we must reach.
each and every one of our lives, will touch another.
that is why we are sister and brother.
everything in life-' no matter what it may be'.
has its consequences, that affects you and me.

now on this weekend i heard the news
two ICONS have passed away (michael jackson & farrah fawcett)
but in our hearts they will stay.
they reached their dreams in their hearts,
and we became a very big part.

so with this in mind i must say
follow your dreams, it's the only way.

poem by Louis Rams
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Child Of The Future

What can I give you child of the future,
Child of the Universe grand?
Only my wisdom, calmness and peace,
Through years of making a stand.
To you who hold the world for us all.
Your beauty to shine through the land.
With such warmth and devotion and love for this life,
I offer to you just my hand.
Oh child of the future how soundly you sleep.
I wonder what your life will bring.
May it only bring goodness and beauty and light.
Nothing but wonderful things.
I watch as you sleep and know there is hope,
That the future is all in your hands.
You're the child of the future, the child of our dreams.
The one to bring life to our lands.
What can I give you, you wonderful child,
As you rest at peace in your bed.
I can pass on my knowledge, my wisdom
And learning, and place it all inside your head.
Oh child of the future let love overthrow,
Evil with all that it means.
You're the next generation, I want you to know,
You're the product of all of our dreams.
So rest in your small bed and know as you sleep,
I'm standing beside you so strong.
As you take your path, be it ever so steep,
I'm walking with you all along.

poem by Rosi Caswell
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Loose Change

I built a house of cards
Built a house of rain
Built a house of love
Its hard to build again
Built a road to reason
Built a road to fate
Built a road to the promised land
Right up to the gate
Loose change in my pocket
Future in my hand
Too many distractions
For me to understand
Too many distractions
Got to get back home
Get into something solid
Get out of the zone
Some roads bring renewal
Some roads hide and wait
Some roads promise everything
And steal your fuel away
Loose change in my pocket
Future in my hand
Too many distractions
For me to understand
Some roads I been flyin
Some roads I crashed
Some roads I been sleepin on
Some roads I got back
Some roads I been runnin
Some roads I was stopped
Some roads I been walkin down
Some roads I was lost

song performed by by Neil Young
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My Dream Has Become My goal -My Goal Has Become My Dream

I have traveled down so many roads
In the dreams that were untold.
Dreams take us to places we’ve
Never been before.
Opening up our minds
And opening different doors.

Dreams of hope, dreams of love
Sent from up above.
Dreams that set your heart fluttering
Like the wings of a bird
Seen but hardly heard.

Dreams of goals that we set
But haven’t gotten to yet.
But my dream is not a simple one
I want to change the bad s that were done.
To abolish human trafficking and child abuse
Although it seems like it’s no use.

The almighty dollar is the bottom line
And has been with us since the beginning of time.
Traffickers make millions- something we will never see.
But at least we know that we are living free.

Then there are the abusers
both men and women alike
Who take advantage of the weak
Because they can not fight.

Child abusers, women abusers
They are all the same
They put blame on society
And yet they have no shame.

You know you have a problem
So medical help you should seek
This form of aggression has
reached its boiling peak.

To some this is the norm for what
They have gone through
But taking it out on others
Is not what you should do.

To stop all of this is my dream.
I will spread the word to all
Who love to read
We must tell everyone
We must plant the seed.

Let us change the laws to help
All the abused and the oppressed.

Abusers and traffickers are not concerned
About going to hell.
Just look at their smirk and you can tell.

poem by Louis Rams
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I Can Feel Him In The Morning

Child 1:
He kind of started all the plants growing, and he started people. well, I guess hes kind of big and fat.
Child 2:
He can see us wherever we do ... whatever we do. he has such powerful eyes -- he has to have millions and thousands and billions. and he can still see us when were bad.
Child 3:
He could be sitting on the table right now, but you cant see him.
Child 4:
He cant be everywhere at once doing everything for everybdy. everybody cant get what they want.
Child 5:
Well, his job is to make us good and to make us happy and make us parents happy.
Child 6:
Good is the right thing and bad is the wrong thing.
Child 7:
When Im good my mother never yells at me, when Im bad she does.
Child 8:
Good means to obey your mother and father, to do what the teacher says -- the things right. I feel miserable when Im ... when Im bad, I feel miserable on the inside but, on the outside, I just
Like I ... I feel now.
Child 9:
I think ... um, um ... there are more people that are bad than there are good. and, um ... if youre good, youll live forever. and, if youre bad, youll die when you die ... (repeat last sente
Wo more times to fade in echo)
Take me down to the water, let me feel it run over me.
Let me feel the pain and the coldness, the loneliness that there must be.
Whoa, cant you see their dreams, as they go drifting by?
Whoa, cant you see their faces, and their tear-soaked eyes?
Chorus
I can feel him in the morning, I can feel him in the evening too.
I can hear him in the morning, tellin me what I got to do.
Got to make a new world, ought to make the old one right.
I can see him in the morning, I can see him in the stars at night.
Take me out to the battlefield, let me hear the shells flying by.
Let me hear the sound of the cannons, let me hear them scream and cry.
Whoa, cant you hear their dreams, as they tumble to the blood-soaked ground?
Whoa, hear them scream for shelter, from the world they never found.
Chorus
Oooo, oooo, oooo, oooo-ooo. (repeated out to end)

song performed by by Grand Funk Railroad
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Definitely A Mother

It was difficult situation for me to carry
Discharge all obligations and make them all merry
I had at once decided to go for begging
But the confidence was shaky and conscious legging

I could not decide to go for any other option
Survival was important and only the question
It was below dignity to go to some one and mention
About immediate plight to have some kind of food or ration

I may toil hard to meet two ends for their sake
As far as physical exertion is at stake!
I can over stretch and attempt for some relief
I felt this was not the time to cry over and express the grief

I find statues at cross roads with enough of illuminations
Mother asking for help helplessly with clear indication
It may be viewed by passers by as fine art piece
But how can those hands afford two pieces of bread with peace?

I decided not to go in for any kind of help
But fight it out my on own and step out
Day and night exertion may not kill a person
But build a confidence with strong reasons

My children are coming up with age
In no time they may be matured enough to manage
What is hard reality behind to face the world?
When children are safe in your shelter and fold

I feel all mothers come out and fairly fight
This is the time to challenge and make others to feel right
How can we see helpless ladies daily at important places?
With beggars bawl only to invite wrath with cruel abuse

I shall make it reality when get the chance to hold ground
Make it as firm bid and show to all that it really looks sound
No civilized society can make us to stand in helplessness
It is the shame that will make them to look down with faces

Mother and child are not be exhibited as an art in statue
They must be taken care of and heard with all its dues
If we consider the child as future of strong nation
This must be seen as an important factor in relation

poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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The Word That Wouldn’t Fit (Fun Poem 25)

A writer’s life is full of woe,
you find a word you like,
then you write something,
and try to fit that word in,
but when you look again.
That word you thought of
it just won’t fit in,
no matter how hard you try it,
that word just will not go.
In a fit of frustration,
you stick it here and there.
Just like jigsaw puzzle
where the pieces will not fit,
so this word will not go anywhere.
In the end you say, “OH heck! ”
Then you put the word
to the back of your mind.
Maybe another day
in another poem,
that word just might fit.
Having said all that,
I’m not betting on it.

poem by David Harris
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Come What May, Day By Day

The worst thing you can do to your child
Is to envy them, or take away their smile
If we teach them to be sad
What hope does the future have

Come what may, day by day

The worst thing you can do to your child
Is to live your life through them, and all the while
There dreams aren't really there's
There future is old and bland

So come what may, day by day

Live your life day by day
Plan for the future come what may
Have a little hope in your heart
Give a little love, play your part
And from these seeds will grow
A better tomorrow

Come what may, day by day

Copyright Colin Coplin 1995 /2010

poem by Colin Coplin
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Do not DELETE this or ABORT

an original from Don Allan Dinio

Every time a child is conceived,
a new life just blooms. It's God's gift!
Every time a baby is born,
another cycle of life just began. Angelic!
The very first time the baby cries,
a miracle just happened. Majestic!
The mystery in this child's life just started.
That is just wonderful!

I know you say that it is your choice but
don't forget it's the baby's ~ right to live!
Please do not DELETE this off your mind.

You got to think hard to do or not to do it.
The pressure is on you. Your life.
It is your pride versus the baby's right.
You got to ponder how in the world can you
afford to raise this child? Will you
sacrifice your future and the rest of your
life for the terrible quick mistake you made?
What kind of life would this child have?
The child is there...let him live!
The child could be a genius, a scientist,
the next president or an astrounaut.
That is just wishful thinking!
But does that really matter?

Remember, this child is your flesh and blood.
It is part of you!
Who knows this child might even save your life and many more.
Please do not ABORT!

Fifteen years from now the child will be a teenager.
Later on will be a young adult and shape his own life.
This child will be part of your joys and happiness,
fears and tears, more worries and some and more.
What child would he be? - so you may ask.
You begin to worry and it can get scary.

Life's influences on this child are so varied and many.
The friends and acquaintances the child may befriend
have tremendous effect of what he will become.
His toys, his hobbies, and his peers,
you, and the family and life as a whole
will be part of this child's personality.
This child will be fine, don't worry!
Let this one live.
Please do not DELETE this off your mind.

Thirty years or so from now this child will be a fully grown person.
This child will have a personality of his own.
This child might or could have accomplished something
really great that you can be proud of.
This child might or could done something terrible too
and you would have said and say to yourself...
'If only I knew! '
But don't take it as your fault. He is what he will become!

No one knows the future.
You should be proud you gave this child...
a choice to live instead ~
You did not ABORT!

Twenty some years ago, there was this young lady
who got pregnant and was left on her own
by someone she thought loves her and
will marry her and will live happily ever after. Huh?
DELETE that!

She thought long and hard what to do
with her pregnancy...the baby!
She was worried to death of her future,
her pride, the baby's future...just like you.
It was a tough decision, a life and death choice
to make and the baby's right to live.
This lady made the right choice -
she gave birth to her baby...a lovely beautiful baby
and turned out to be a fine lady,
a good daughter ~ You!

Please return the favor, do not ABORT!

poem by Don Allan Dinio
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My Puzzle Of Dreams

Raindrops falling down from the sky
Feeling empty inside
Searching for reasons to hold on
No one sees the struggle in me
Or the wounds that won't heel
Victim of choices that i'm making
(Welcome)
Welcome to my puzzle of dreams
Baby welcome to my heart
Trying hard to find pieces
In this puzzle of dreams
Fighting way out of the dark
Meet my puzzle of dreams
Pictures spinning round in my head
Feels that i'm almost there
But when i reach out it falls apart
In my mind I know what is real
Feel the power in me
Inside of my heart I have it all
When the hopes keep on fading
All the pieces I'm saving
Remind me that I am strong enough to
Make my puzzle of dreams

song performed by by Vanilla Ninja
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~Anger's Friend

Is there a human, young or old,
Who has never felt frustration’s hold?
Ah yes, my child, you’ve felt it too,
For so had I, as young as you.
For as we walk and learn and strive,
Anger is part of being alive.
And someone will tell you the way they told me
That anger is sin, but don’t you believe.
Have you seen a robin chasing a crow?
Were you not angry, for did you not know,
That the crow stole her egg right out of her nest?
You shared her anger and that was the best
That you could do for that poor mother bird.
The world’s full of injustice, I know you have heard.
Ah, now remember the day we had planned
A trip to the beach to play in the sand,
But you woke in the morning to the sound of the rain
Out on the roof-top and on each window pane.
How angry you were to think that it could
Rain on the beach as well as the woods.
Now, as you grow older, soon you will find
That you can feel anger of an other kind.
You’ll be angry at those who find fault with you
When you think that you’ve done the best you can do.
You’ll be angry at me when I’m angry at you,
Or when I make you do what you don’t want to do,
When I have to teach you and don’t know what to do
To help you to see it’s important to you.
So I’m angry at you and I’m angry at me,
For all I can do is stand there helplessly.
Or maybe I’ll yell, I might even scream,
For that moment my hope is as lost as it seems.
Then, you may acquiesce because that is your love
Till someday you’ll know what I’m speaking of.
And because you know that anger’s not sin
We’ll be able to make up again and again.
So never fear the feelings we have
Or deny that you feel what all of us have.
Make friends with anger and, like you and I,
You’ll be able to reason and understand why.
Say, “Anger, my friend, come rushing in.
Tell me your tale that we may begin
To discuss and subdue it into a sigh.”
For anger is fleeting when recognized.

poem by Adeline Foster
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Sweet Thing

Well when she walks on by she's got that look in her eye,
Drop and roll, funk and soul.
And when she wants a guy you know she don't have to try,
Can't say no, what boy would say no?
Every since I saw her nothings ever been the same,
I'm feeling like a brand new me,
She's the one that I need, she could really make my life complete.
(chorus)
Wish she were crazy bout me, (sweet thing)
I will hold you in my arms and make you feel apart of my dreams.
(sweet thing)
I will hold you in my arms and make you feel apart of my dreams.
"Dreams"
Well she can break your heart she can tear it apart,
with her smile, with her smile.
And when she starts to dance shes got you all in a trance,
Girl so fine, woo woo its a crime.
Everybody wants her, what am I to do,
I know thay she don't notice me, wondering should I tell her,
I would give her everything.
(chorus)
Wish she were crazy bout me, (sweet thing)
I will hold you in my arms and make you feel apart of my dreams.
(sweet dreams)
I will hold you in my arms and make you feel apart of my dreams.
(sweet dreams)
Every since i saw her nothings ever been the same,
I'm feeling like a brand new me,
She's the one that I need, she could really make my life complete.
(chorus)
Wish she were crazy bout me, (sweet thing)
I will hold you in my arms and make you feel apart of my dreams.
(sweet thing)
I will finally make you mines and wrap you up inside of my dreams.
(sweet thing)
I will kiss you in the night and love you til we both start to scream.
(sweet thing)
Sweet thing
Sweet thing

song performed by by New Edition
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As a child our dreams got scattered all about and all our future prospects got scattered to so many places, and we spend our lives trying to find the little pieces that make up our lives and make up the dreams that we had as a child that got blown away in the windstorm.

quote by Terrence Howard
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The future I choose

My grades are something I take pride in. Like a religion I must follow.
They have to stay as high as possible. A's are what I want like a child
asking for ice cream. My GPA is the lightbof my life, the reason for my
hard working persistance. It means everything to me. It's what will
determine my future. The future I deserve, the future I desire. As I strive
and climb the trail of life it follows me through day and night. I can't get
rid of them no matter what. I want people to know me because of them,
like a infamous football player, someone to remember. Someone to look
up to, someone to respect. My grades determine my future of how people
partake me. This is the future I choose for it's my future to partake in.

poem by Fayeleesa Shropshire
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Our Roads On Earth

Each trip commences with a step
We all have trips to make
We traverse different roads in life
As one goes up
Another goes down
Some go through long roads
Others have shorter paths to tread
Our daily trips are divine
As we journeyed towards life trips
Some roads are bumpy
Some are smooth
Some have stamina for marathon
Some move faster in a dash
Either long or short
Trials, challenges, obstacles
Are features to wrestle with on our roads
We need to be resilent
We need to damn odds
Whatever lane of the roads we are
Steadfastness is needed
Our trips on these roads
Shall end successfully
If we hold on to God..

poem by Babatunde Aremu
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All My Dreams

All my dreams
All my dreams, all my dreams
I'll see U 2night in all my dreams
All my dreams
My spirit's in flight in all my dreams
All my dreams
A submarine valiantly conquers a virgin sea
A child is born, a child is born, will U marry me?
I'll teach U 2night (2night, 2night) in all my dreams
All my dreams
U'll be so surprised (surprised, surprised) at things U'll see
All my dreams
Africa, Cap'n Crunch, Norma Jean, Sex and Cheerio's
Play my record double speed, feel the climax fit 4 a king
Just fun, nothing ethereal
Here ye, here ye, one and all
That the double speed playhouse is making a call
Welcome, this is where I live
This is where I dream my dreams
2night we'll make love until the world stops turning
U're small but very strong
U move like a cat: quickly but gentle
So insane
He caressed her in her eyes and licked her abdomen
She shivered with delight
Over and over she nibbled his ear
U'd think it was wrong 2 have so much fun
He held her tightly until it almost hurt
But his hips, they moved so slowly
She wanted 2 stop breathing
U can feel every curve of her womanhood
U can see every thought in his brain
A submarine slowly moves through the virgin sea
Oh so slowly
She wants 2 stop breathing
U... U can feel every curve
Lisa, I'm gonna give U the brush and U're gonna paint the side of the train
She squeezes tighter as the submarine goes deeper in depth
Into the unnavigated territory
A smile, ever so slight, appears on his face as she starts 2 cry
Until they come, 2gether, slowly
They wish 4 somethin', as if they could see a parallel future in the sea
They do not speak
They only stare out the moment in time
Marry me 2day and 2night we'll make love until the world stops turning
(I'm dreaming of a world)
(Wherein there shines the sun)
(Wherein there lay the stars)
(Wherein there lie the stones)
Gentle, but quickly
We'll travel 2night in all my dreams
All my dreams
All my dreams, all my dreams
Goodness will guide us if love is inside us
The colors are brighter, the bond is much tighter
U know no child's a failure
Until the blue sailboat sails him away from his dreams
Don't ever lose, don't ever lose
Don't ever lose your dreams
Yeah

song performed by by Prince
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Eye's Of A Child

Through the eyes of a child
the world is grand
playing at the beach building castles of sand
Through the eyes of a child
the world is a wonder
on a stormy night hidden under the blankets scared of the thunder
Through the eyes of a child
the world is fascinating from the stars in the sky to natures sounds resonating
Through the eyes of a child
life has no time frame an endless mystery in a puzzle game
Through the eyes of the adult it all fades away
we live life so fast another hectic day
taking for granted our eyes of a child
now close them tight and as you open them let you imagination run wild.

poem by Robin McGuigan
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The realised soul

hidden in bits and pieces
it works like a jigsaw puzzle
you meet, you see, you go
from here, there without
knowing the real picture
until one day you suddenly
realise the proding at your heart
- waves that crest to leave a
smooth surface you could write
all your dreams
the ultimate jigsaw that helps
make a picture whole
a life wholesome

and as you leave the island
the wind teases and smiles
with you as if in celebration of
having found a good company
with a realised soul

the sky beckons with rich azure blue,
while from the sea golden fingers
in haste try to write out verses that rush
from your heart waves in quest of land

poem by John Tiong Chunghoo
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In My Lap

I saw him playing in my lap
He was kicking and gently offering slap
I was just wondering about this world
He was playing with me in the fold

I take him close to the chest
I want to make him feel good and rest
As sun is going up in the east
I may have to pick up and plan fast

Any child in the early age may look to be very cute
It takes from us all the worries and make mute
It is not strange like things but a reality
That is God gift with very fine quality

We look happily at child and think of future
Who knows well about it and make sure?
We have nothing but only sweet dreams
We smile at child when they are playing in our arms

Being mother it is nice to have child
Life is incomplete and becomes wild
What is joy to remain as childless?
So much criticism about life to face

It pinches hard to the heart
When it is evident from the start
It is shock to you in person
As you may bear no child with specific reason

All of sudden you may realize it is rude shock
When you may notice girls playing in nice frocks
Children making sweet noises in your street
Rush to their moms and eagerly greet

I am for sure and with it to happen
Life is very much graced then
I would dream it to happen to all
As it will be wishful thinking and written on wall

poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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Headed For The Future

Written by: neil diamond, tom hensley and alan lindgren
Hey, were headed for the future
Give us some room
Were gonna build a new world
Say, were headed for the future
Give us some time
Were gonna make it work right
Yeah, were gonna build a new dream
Weve got to make it stand tall
Its got to last a long time
Lean on me
And Im gonna lean on you
Were headed for the future
And the futures now
Show you how
Yeah, were headed for a new place
A step at a time
Were gonna take a long ride
Time dont wait around forever
Weve got to do it right now
Lets do it all together
Lean on me
And Im gonna lean on you
Were headed for the future
And the futures now
Show you how
Lean on me
Cause Im gonna lean on you
Were headed for the future
Come on, lean on me
And Im gonna lean on you
Were headed for the future
And the futures ours
Come on, come on
Come on, come on
Come on, come on
Yeah

song performed by by Neil Diamond
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