A Flash Of The Past
A couple of years on
We hardly believe
Such days of joy have gone...
But those happy young faces
Stay there smiling for good
Telling us the story it embraces.
It was a passionate time
Of discovery, learning,
Enthusiasm not only mine
Boosting knowledge indeed
Through sharing and caring
For their mind and soul to feed.
November,2010
poem by Maria C. Costa
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Oh Happy Days
Oh happy days,
Everyone likes you.
Oh happy days,
Please stay today.
Oh happy days,
Sweet like honey.
Oh happy days,
loving family ties.
Oh happy days,
Giving us strength.
Oh happy days,
Children out playing.
Oh happy days,
On the green grass.
Oh happy days,
With boundless optimism.
Oh happy days,
I give thanks.
Oh happy days,
Dreaming for more.
Oh happy days,
Warm and bright.
Oh happy days,
Like love eternal.
Oh happy days,
And glad memories.
Oh happy days,
New hope prayers.
Oh happy days,
With smiling faces.
Oh happy days,
Holidays and health.
Oh happy days,
With close friends.
Oh happy days,
Generous and giving.
Oh happy days,
Shiny rainbow dreams.
Oh happy days,
Till the very end.
Oh happy days,
Always and forever.
Amen.
poem by Rowina Mallick
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There Must Be Some Other Way
Youre no longer part of my life
I must remind myself again
Too much has happened to us to cause eachother pain
Its over now, theres too much guilt to share
Once there would have been a time for talking and learning
There must be some other way
To get where we have to go
There must be some other way
Please show me another way
Once it would have been so easy, to do what we have to do
There must be some other way
Please show me another way
Are we no more than parts in a play
Letting other people, strangers say our lines?
To think it should come to this, after all these years
What was mine and what should stay behind
Once there would have been a time of sharing, of caring
There must be some other way
To get where we have to go
There must be some other way
Please show me another way
Once it would have been so easy to do what we have to do (there must be some other way)
There must be some other way
Please show me, show me another way...
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Theres nothing much left to say
We have said it once and said it all again
This time we have gone too far, it could never be the same
Its time to carry on create new lives
Once we promised we would stay together forever
There must be some other way
To get where we have to go (there must be some other way)
There must be some other way
Please show me another way
Once it would have been so easy to do what we have to do (what we have to do)
You know there must be some other way
Please show me another way
You know there must be another way
Please show me, show me another way (there must be some other way)
You know there must be some other way...
song performed by by Genesis
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Young Zed Next Door
Patrick and Fleur have a baby daughter Arabella a little sister for young Zed next door
And he's so happy with his new born sibling and he himself still so young only four
And when you ask him how's his baby sister with a happy smile he answers she is good
These are the happiest days he will remember the foundation to a good life a happy childhood.
A fair haired boy with a cheerful disposition in years from now doubtless he will recall
His happy days in Watt street in Wonthaggi for good childhood memories are the best of all
His life journey may take him from Wonthaggi and he yet may live in a Land far away
But the miracle of the birth of Arabella through his life span with him destined to stay.
Young Zed next door is learning about Nature how birds and bees take nectar from the flowers
The honeyeaters sing in the back garden and magpie blows his flute in Spring's green hours
In Nature's garden natural growth is vibrant and blossoms bloom after the brief Spring showers
And childhood like Spring is such a time of beauty children's lives so spiritual when compared to ours.
I envy Zed his joy and innocence of childhood his young and happy soul full of sunshine
Long years ago and in a different country such joy and happiness was also mine
In Spring the World around me full of beauty and the lark was carolling in the clear blue sky
And wild brown bees out busy gathering nectar buzzing above the fields of Lisnaboy.
Young Zed next door is full of life and vigour he's such a cheerful and a happy boy
And the miracle of the birth of his young sister Arabella is
a thing he will look back on and enjoy
And in years from now these times he will remember though from Wonthaggi he may live far away
For happy childhood memories are the best of memories and through our life span with us tend to stay.
poem by Francis Duggan
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You Know That I Love You
Yesterday I was alone and Blue
My heart was heavy and then came you
Oh I can see that you were meant for me
Now I have found you, I'll never let you go
You know that I love you
I need you
You know that I'm caring, sharing
Everything I've got
Don't you know that I want you
I need you too
And I will be happy with you for the rest of my life
Many lovers they come and go
But your sweet loving lingers on and on
Oh I can feel, that this time it's for real
So hold me closer, and never let me go
You know that I love you
I need you
You know that I'm caring, sharing
Everything I've got
Don't you know that I want you
I need you too
And I will be happy with you for the rest of my life
And I will be happy with you for the rest of my life
Well your sweet love is all I need
Without you I just can't go on
You know that I love you
I need you
You know that I'm caring, sharing
Everything I've got
Don't you know that I want you
I need you too
And I will be happy with you for the rest of my life
I'll be happy with you for the rest of my life
I will be happy with you for the rest of my life
song performed by by Santana
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To my loving Mum on her 86th Birthday
God bless you Mummy dear on your birthday!
And may He grant you some more years on earth;
You did so well, better than most earthlings;
You were our one, most loving, caring mum!
You did your chores despite life’s short-comings;
You opened doors to every child in life;
You mothered us well, proved a goodly wife;
You were our one, most loving, caring mum!
You were so great, Mother of mine indeed;
You consoled us and caressed us in feed;
You taught us things which books and teachers can’t;
You were our one, most loving, caring mum!
May be, you felt you could have done better;
May be, you felt you were unkind at times;
May be, you thought you could have erred lesser;
You were our one, most loving, caring Mum!
And now old-aged, with wearied frame you stay;
You want to live and yet, it isn’t easy;
God grant you strength of body, mind and soul,
And pass your remnant days in divine role.
You need not fear as old-age brings its fears;
You don’t worry as your century nears;
You be happy with kith and kin and dears;
Our life’s carriage, God adeptly well steers!
So cheer up mum, God has a plan for you;
Your prayers have ensured your heaven’s seat;
Hence, keep your cool; rest God will surely do;
You life was one of SUCCESS, NOT defeat!
Copyright by Dr John Celes 10-21-2004
poem by John Celes
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A Couple More Years
I've got a couple more years on you, baby...that's all.
I've had more chances to fly and more places to fall.
And it ain't that I'm wiser...
It's only that I've spent more time with my back to the wall.
And I've picked up a couple more years on you, baby.. that's all.
I've walked a couple more roads than you, baby...that's all.
And I'm tired of runnin' while you're only learning to crawl.
And you're headin somewhere...
But I've been to somewhere... and found it was nowhere at all.
And I've picked up a couple of years on you baby... that's all.
Now sayin' goodbye, girl don't never come easy at all.
But you've got to fly 'cuz you're hearin' those young eagles call.
And someday when you're older, you'll smile at a man strong and tall.
And you'll say I've got a couple more years on you, baby... that's all.
I've got a couple more years on you baby... that's all.
You'll say I've had more chances to fly and more places to fall.
It ain't that I'm wiser...
It's only that I've spent more time with my back to the wall.
And I've picked up a couple more years on you baby... that's all.
poem by Sheldon Allan Silverstein
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Couple Days Off
I like my job and I dont mind the work
But eleven out of twelve is bound to hurt
The pays pretty good and the benefits are fine
But I got a little girl and I wanna make her mine
Dont mind telling you I get a little mad
To get a bit ahead takes all the time I have
Dont misunderstand me
Im not getting soft
All I want is a couple days off
Cant wait for the weekend
Ah baby just cant wait no
I dont need another high song to sing
I dont need a shiny new diamond ring
I dont need to meet nobody else
I just need a little time for myself
cause Im only human, Im no machine
I need a little loving only you know what I mean
Dont misunderstand me
Im not getting soft
All I want is a couple days off
Let me catch my breath
Thank God for the weekend
Back to the old grind
I dont need another long coffee break
Ive had as much coffee as a man can take
I need to change my disposition
Change my point of view
I need time to figure out what I want to do
Believe me when I tell you it gets a little rough
We work a little harder but it never is enough
Im not afraid to say
Im a total loss
All I want is a couple days off
Cant wait for the weekend
song performed by by Huey Lewis And The News
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It Just Has To Be This Way (feat. Vince Gill)
The sound of your voice, the touch of your skin
If we go there, it will start all over again
So don't even call, there's no need for checking in
If it's really over, let it just be over
No, we won't be sharing coffee
Or having lunch from time to time
I won't ask about your family
Please don't ask me about mine
This is never what I wanted
And it's killing me to say
It just has to be this way
We gave all we could, we fought the good fight
But no matter how we loved, we just couldn't get it right
It hurts to let go, but it's harder hangin' on
I don't want it to be over, we know that it's over
No, we won't be sharing coffe
Or having lunch from time to time
I won't ask about your family
Please don't ask me about mine
This is never what I wanted
And it's killing me to say
It just has to be this way
And even if I change my mind
Don't let me hurt me one more time
Stay away from me, be as cold as you can be
No, we won't be sharing coffe
Or having lunch from time to time
I won't ask about your family
Please don't ask me about mine
This is never what I wanted
And it's killing me to say
It just has to be this way
Oh, it just has to be this way
song performed by by Reba Mcentire
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Good Lives
There's a plastic toy four door in the cereal box and
He's licking off the sugar off the breakfast of chumps
Promise that forever we will never get better at growing up and learning to lie
There is no floor 13 there's not even a second story
You got one to tell and its sad as hell
Promise that forever we will never get better at growing up and learning to lie
Grad school kid with wall street glib
Got a suit and a tie and a record with winners
Promise that forever we will never get better at growing up and learning to lie
I'm on my way back home now
Good lives are gold, like the oldest story
Will mine be told while I'm still young and horney
I know my role is to beond confusion
Set the clock back when I'm growing old
This kid came over and I let him crash
But he went into my wallet and he grabbed my cash
Promise that forever we will never get better at growing up and learning to lie
And the good girlfriend she turned me in
I was lying with my eyes about adultery sin
Promise that forever we will never get better at growing up and learning to lie
I'm on my way back home now
Good lives are gold, like the oldest story
Will mine be told while I'm still young and horney
I know my role is to beond confusion
Set the clock back when I'm growing old
Never wanted to be like you or all the rest
I've always been the first one to settle for second best
I never wanted to be I never wanted to be I never wanted to be
Like you
Good lives are gold, like the oldest story
Will mine be told while I'm still young and horney
I know my role is to beond confusion
Set the clock back when I'm growing old
Promise that forever we will never get better at growing up and learning to lie x4
song performed by by Eve 6
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The Old Couple
The was an old couple who were so close,
He said to his wife, it's great that you I chose;
To share my life as we go through each day,
Yes! I love you my darling, do you hear what I say?
The old couple were married for many a year,
When any one asked how, they said all ways stay near;
Also they said, never leave an argument undone,
Before any day is ended, at the set of the sun.
The husband said, take time to listen, and she did agree,
And then added, I will show my love so he will see;
Then they added, enjoy to help, the other out too,
Sharing the heavy load of work is what we love to do.
This old couple had lived for 60 years together,
They had seen many a child grow,16grandkids together;
Never in front of a child would they quarrel or fight,
But; wait till they were lone, then get the problem right.
We all should learn from all old couples that are happy,
To try to do the same, and our marriages go well I see;
One thing is certain, put God first in your partnership,
That was the rule they said, and this is a very good tip.
poem by Margaret Haig
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No Time F
there is chaos
deep within the soul
yet i have no time
to think about sadness
i am happy from within
there are wailings
of the feet on hot streets
but i have no time for hearing
i am busy sharing
my time for the dying
there are litlle wars
between little minds
yet i do not care for little wars
i love my quiet peace
inside my heart
there is gloom
ruling the days
of disturbed minds
yet i do not care
my days are bright
i have a caring heart
and a loving soul
poem by Villiamor Calventas
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This Little Girl
Here she comes, walking down the street
You know shes walking just like shes walking to come and see
Oh shes so young
And shes so fine
I know whats on your mind, know what you want to do
But if you mess with her, Im gonna mess with you
You better watch your step, you better stay in line
This little girl is mine, oh oh
This little girl is mine, oh oh
This little girl is mine, this little girl, this little girl is mine
Oh oh this little girl is mine
This little girl is mine, oh oh
This little girl is mine, this little girl, this little girl is mine
Well if the world were mine to do with what I want to do, sir
Well Id wrap it up in a bow and giver it all to her
Yeah and all of my love, all of the time
You know Id hold her tight, Id never let her go
And late at night you know Id love her so
Yeah Id treat her right, so shed never mind
That
This little girl is mine, oh oh
This little girl is mine, oh oh
This little girl is mine, this little girl, this little girl is mine
Hey ! you better watch out
Im telling you the score
Or youre gonna be sweeping your broken heart up off the floor
Oh and that aint all
Im telling you my friend
I know whats on your mind, know what you wanna do
But if you mess with her, Im gonna mess with you
You like the way she moves, you like to watch her walk
You better listen up, cause man this aint just talk
You better watch your step, you better stay in line
This little girl is mine, oh oh
This little girl is mine, oh oh
This little girl is mine, this little girl, this little girl is mine
Oh oh this little girl is mine
This little girl is mine, oh oh
This little girl is mine, this little girl, this little girl is mine
This little girl is mine, oh oh
This little girl is mine, oh oh
This little girl is mine, this little girl, this little girl is mine
Oh oh this little girl is mine
This little girl is mine, oh oh
This little girl is mine, this little girl, this little girl is mine
song performed by by Bruce Springsteen
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I Am Happy Today
Im happy today
Im truly happy
For the first time
In a long time
Im happy today
Because i've found him
The one
The one i am completely
In love with
For he is the reason
Im happy today
I smiled to myself today
And someone asked me
Why I'm smiling
I just answered
With an even bigger smile
I couldn't tell them
The reason behind my smile
No, not for what you're thinking
But for the simple fact
That he is mine
only mine
If i tell them the reason
behind my smile
Then in a way
I lose a small piece of him
He wont be all mine anymore
If someone else knows about him
Will he?
So i stay quiet
And keep smiling
Because i am happy
To have found him
He is the reason
I am happy today
poem by Alicia White
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I Saved The World
Monday finds you like a bomb
That's been left ticking there too long
You're bleeding
Some days there's nothing left to learn
From the point of no return
You're leaving
Hey hey, I saved the world today
And everybody's happy now
The bad thing's gone away
And everybody's happy now
The good thing's here to stay
Please let it stay
There's a million mouths to feed
and I've got eveything I need
I'm breathing
There's a hurting thing inside
And I've got everything to hide
I'm greiving
Hey hey, I saved the world today
And everybody's happy now
The bad thing's gone away
And everybody's happy now
The good thing's here to stay
Please let it stay
Let it stay
Let it stay
Doo doo doo doo doo the good thing
song performed by by Eurythmics
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What Happens To People
What happens to people?
We see them in these moments of their lives young and happy smiling as if there is no reason to ever think it will not be alright
And then we see them years later
And they have become something else
And all that youth and beauty and happiness is not there anymore
And we wonder what life is about
And why it happens to people this way
And why we can’t always stay where we were in those times when we were young and happy
We wonder why God made it be this way
And we feel a pain and a sadness and a regret and a wonder
Why God made it this way and what happens to people
And why in this life my life your life our life it cannot forever stay as it was when we were young and happy
And we have no answer but only a question we would rather not have
poem by Shalom Freedman
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When I Was A Young Girl
(A Song of Old Ballads)
WHEN I was a young girl, all in a green arbor,
When I was a young girl in Springtimes gone by
All the long days I went singing and smiling,
Down by the roses the sweet days beguiling,
Love in the arbor and love in the sky . . .
When I was a young girl, a young girl, a young girl,
When I was a young girl, how happy was I!
Oh, the long days I must sit at my sampler,
Oh, the slow way that the still time would go!
I longed to be running across the bright heather,
'Off with the silk gown and on with the leather,
Following the raggle-taggle gypsies, oh!'
When I was a young girl, a young girl, a young girl,
When I was a young girl, a long time ago!
When I was a young girl in days that were golden,
When I was a young girl, and life had no smart,
All the world seemed a place for my playing,
Full of great lovers to come to me, saying,
'Madam, I give you the keys of my heart . . .'
When I was a young girl, a young girl, a young girl,
When I was a young girl, and dreaming apart!
When I was a young girl, I dreamed of my lover,
A tall cavalier who should whisper me low,
'Love, on your lips are red roses a-blowing,
I am your true love, and fast is time going
Am I your true love? Oh, say yes or no!'
When I was a young girl, a young girl, a young girl–
When I was a young girl, a long time ago!
When I was a young girl there came my true lover,
Swiftly I knew him in glad days gone by;
Never a sword or a lovelock or feather,
But oh, at his touch 'twas our hearts came together,
Love in the arbor and love in the sky . . .
When I was a young girl, a young girl, a young girl,
When I was a young girl, how happy was I!
poem by Margaret Widdemer
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On Several Levels of Your Unawakened Consciousness
You were the one who chose to feed,
Your knowledge and ego...
To the benefit of corporate interests.
And for those perks given in exchange for your loyalty...
You delighted in the purchase of things.
With an arrogant snobbery that affords one shallow...
To flaunt a good salary,
That the selling of one's soul brings.
I've seen you in the midst of socialites.
With broad smiling faces in newspaper clips.
Expressing an excitement that showed your delight.
Those corporate successes,
Has today left you stressed and disconnected.
And you've chosen my shoulder to weep nonstop.
Caring not to remember,
It was me you dropped.
Erased...
From your fast paced life.
Since I preferred mine to live much too basic.
With an appetite that turned you off!
'If you have no desire to excell...
I am going to leave! '
And your rush to break my heart to climb to the top...
Has been achieved!
Congratulations.
However...
What makes you think your weeping pleases me?
You have a lot a nerve and much audacity!
What 'else' have you assumed about 'yourself'?
You feed my cravings and quench my thirst?
What 'else' have you assumed about 'yourself'?
And who has kept you fed on lies?
Is this a leftover from a corporate feast?
Since it is quite obvious to me...
Your mind has been deficiently suspended,
In a self absorbing depletion of reality.
What 'else' have you assumed about 'yourself'?
NOW...
If you've come for a nutritional enlightenment?
Guess what?
That's where I have excelled!
And the teaching of it has become my expertise.
I'm not going to hesitate at all to let you have it!
On several levels of your unawakened consciousness.
YES!
This is going to be,
On several levels of your unawakened consciousness.
YES!
This is going to be,
On several levels of your unawakened consciousness!
That's where I have excelled!
And the teaching of it has become my expertise.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Each Days Passing
Thoughts mull around in my head
of loves I won and lost.
Faces appear in a dream state
as the past flickers by.
Each face holds angelic beauty
of when the loves were young,
never growing old in my mind
as they belong to a different time.
Now sometimes I wish
those days were back again
with their smiles and laughter
that flowed like fine red wine.
Back again to capture my soul,
away from the beckoning dark reality
that follows me
with each days passing.
25 September 2010
poem by David Harris
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Sunshine Couple
SUNSHINE COUPLE
Mrs. and Mr. Par
Smell of turkey and spice fill the air,
I’m at Granny Krendoll’s house
who loves to share.
Yes, Granny Krendoll who is Jan Par,
is the most giving person by far.
Along with her husband I might add,
he is also very happy soul, I wish he was my dad.
Sunshine couple is what they remind me of,
they travel across the country spreading their love.
They preach for a living spreading the word,
Mr. Par is quite enthusiastic I have heard.
Now they came to visit me in 2009,
they had just visited Jamaica and had a fun time.
A diary of their travels they do keep,
they are blessed by Jesus even while they sleep.
They look for the good in everything,
I am so happy they are my friends.
Written By Suzae Chevalier on November 10,2011
poem by Christina Sunrise
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Laugh With The World But Weep Alone!
LAUGH WITH THE WORLD
BUT WEEP ALONE!
I have come to bear my own cross,
And to weep alone and dry my tears!
For this sad old world have troubles
galore,
With no time to spare for me or despair!
When I laugh the world laughs with me,
And is ever ready to share my happy times;
But in my hour of grief they shrug and say, -
' A friend in grief is no friend of mine! '
Yet our tears get attached to our joys
and mirth,
Happy moments always bring tears to
our eyes!
For my tears celebrate those short-lived
hours,
Since only happines can never be mine!
So tears flow in silence without a sound,
Knowing that it can't be the other way round!
For when I weep I must weep alone,
With none to share my grief and despair!
This one way traffic is an erroneous rule,
Which mistakenly many believe and share!
With my tears I try to cleanse my soul,
A soul which truly belongs to me!
And those crystal drops reflects the
rainbow,
A grand view my soul gets to see!
But when I share my tears with other's,
I lessen their grief and give them hope;
In caring and sharing we are twice blessed,
Strengthening the bond between human folks!
But should we only share the good times,
While refraining from sharing other's sorrow
and pain,
Our happiness gets all confined,
And our living becomes all in vain!
With a soul which is never blessed,
An uncleansed soul which is left unclean,
That rainbow remains out of sight!
And salvation a distant dream!
-Raj Nandy
New Delhi
02 May 08