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True Worth

The dream
of small things
filled the world
with mirth
forgotten the joy
of their worth.

poem by Vince Gullaci
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Life Is Just a Dream

Life is just a dream
We dream of beautiful
Things.

Like roses and crystal
Springs.

Life is just a dream
Filled with love and
Heartaches..

Life is just a dream
Of beautiful places
And things..

Life is just a dream
Like the beauty of the
Night,

With stars hanging
Like strings,
Twinkling in the night..

Life is just a dream
With love coming
Atcha like a magnet
To slip away like
As thief in the night.

Life is just a dream
Filled with laughter
And woes.

Life is just a dream
Filled With riches of the
World..
Too tears and regrats.

Life is just a dream
Filled happiness and
Sadness..

Life is just a dream
Like rain on a rainy
Day..

poem by Carolyn Sears
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Hold On To Your Dream

In life we have our pains and sorrows
Face mountains we think we can't climb
Nothing can there's always tomorrow
You feel like giving up, you say you're out of luck
But then you hear a voice in your mind
Telling you to
Hold on to your dream
Cause they're always worth having
Hold on to your dream
Like a father to his son
Don't let anyone ever steal your joy from you
Hold on to your dream
till the day that life is said and done
This world is filled peaks and valleys
With rivers we think we can't cross
To busy keeping sorrows telling
You say you're at you're in
You say you never win
But then a light comes on in your mind
Till you
Hold on to your dream
Cause they're always worth having
Hold on to your dream
Like a father to his son
Don't let anyone ever steal your joy from you
Hold on to your dream
Until the day that life is said and done
If you wanna hold on to something
You better hold on to your dreams
If you want to hold on to something
You've gotta hold to your love
To your love
So if they try to burst your bubble
It's cons they haven't done em all
And when you feel you are in trouble
Hold your head up high and feel your heart inside
And know that you are never alone
Just as long as you
Hold on to your dream
Cause they're always worth having
Hold on to your dream
Like a father to his son
Don't let anyone ever steal your joy from you
Hold on to your dream
till the day that life is said and done
Hold on to your dream
Cause they're always worth having
Hold on to your dream
Like a mother to her child
Don't let anyone ever steal your dreams from you
Hold on to your dream
And do your best to always wear a smile
Hold on to your dream

song performed by by Stevie Wonder
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Dare to dream.

dare to dream of far off lands,
dream of of deserts covered in sand,
dream of a future filled with hope,
dream of a place where evil never spoke.

dare to dream of powerful things,
dream of mighty and caring kings,
dream of a word without yells or wars,
dream of a world with open doors.

dream in colour not in black and white,
change the world without a fight,
shout out loud and may your voice be heard,
people will smile with your every word.

We are the generation of tomorrow, let us change the world.

poem by Zoe Martin
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If you would not be forgotten, as soon as you are rotten, either write things worth reading or do things worth the writing.

quote by Benjamin Franklin
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If you would not be forgotten as soon as you are dead, either write things worth reading, or do things worth writing.

quote by Benjamin Franklin
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Set Yourself Free

Walk on the lane of fantasy-street,
See the stalls of fantasy;
You need not buy them,
They come to you for free;
All you need is to dream,
When the world is still asleep;
Make your dreams your own,
Just like the rays of hope;
You can achieve what you are worth of,
For things are for those it belongs to;
And thats not all, you can be a vendor too,
For dreamers old and new;
Or be just there to watch the world go,
Smile is what rules the world;
Dare to dream or just dream to dare,
Be what you want OR want your whats.

poem by Manjeshwari P MYSORE
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Dream A Little Dream For Me

At night when you think through your day
Think on the things that you did say
When you think through the things that you should be
Dream this little dream for me

Dream of blue skies forever
Dream that we are a worthy endeavor
Dream this one dream so you can see
Dream this little dream for me

The world fades but I'm still here
Still living for you
I'm sitting outside beneath the sky clear
Just enjoying your view

Sleep well until morning comes
Live with the passion of a thousand suns
Tell me all the things that you should be
And dream this little dream for me

Dream of you through my eyes
Dream though it may not be much of a surprise
That while you dream enjoying the view
I'm dreaming a little dream for you.

Yes, dreaming a dream for you!

poem by Jack Harris
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Dream Of The Unknown

I dream of mostly nothing,
A deep black emptiness in space of infinate time.
But there is no time, there is nothing.
I see nothing, I touch nothing.
Am I even here? Do I exist? Where am I?
I'm not anywhere, just darkness all around.

I don't hear anything at all. I don't smell anything.
What kind of dream is this? This dream of the unknown.
It is not a dream. I'm not here, I am nothing.
Dreams are filled with things beyond imagination,
Filled with good things and bad things, but not this.
I am not happy nor am I sad...But I am scared.

Why am I scared? There is nothing here.
I am trembling but I don't feel a thing.
I'm not here, I am nothing just like this darkness.
But I am in fear in this dream of the unknown.
If it's a dream at all. Am I dead? Is that my fear?
If I'm dead, where is the afterlife? Were they right?

I see nothing, I feel nothing, I am nothing.
Fear is the only thing I know in this dream.
But why? If nothing is wrong, why is everything dark?
Why can't I dream? Why am I nothing with nothing around?
No time, no feeling, no sense. Just nothing.
Lost in this forsaken world, this dream of the unknown.

Suddenly, I'm crying. I feel tears stream down my face.
I feel my heart racing. I hear myself choke back cries.
But everything is still dark, everything is still nothing.
I don't understand. What is happening to me?
My eyes open, I'm in my bed. Face buried in my pillow.
I am still crying, I am still scared...I don't know why.

poem by Adam McKim
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My Secret Garden

I dream of a secret garden
Filled with roses
And a bench that seats two

I dream of a majestic fountain
With sparkling water
That brings life to those near

I dream of a blue sky
That watches over
The beautiful creatures of my world

I dream a dream of romance
That warms you
In a cold, unsafe outside world

I dream this would be real
But I know
That this dream will stay dreamt

poem by John McClay
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Pro-life…

I thank my mother,
Who brought me forth
Into the world,
God made, so bold.

And my dear father,
For doing his worth,
To raise me up,
With love-filled cup.

I admire them
For such strong faith,
And duty-minds -
Both rare are finds.

I was their child eighth,
Of ten children!
God blessed them well;
Their work was swell.

But had they stopped with
Just one or two,
Like how some did:
Oh, God forbid!

What lovely parents
They turned to be,
And lived all life,
Despite much strife

If not for them both
What would I be?
-An abortus
Or dead fetus!

The love of Maker,
Good parents give
To children all,
When they are small

Such children bring them
Blessings from God,
And intense mirth,
Right here on earth.

I thank you parents;
I thank you God,
For gift of birth,
And lovely earth.

Just think of parents
Who do abort,
Against God’s will,
By their weak will.

Their life will be filled
With emptiness;
Their guilt and sins
Makes life non-sense.

Copyright by Dr John Celes 1-28-2008

poem by John Celes
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Ode

We are the music-makers,
And we are the dreamers of dreams,
Wandering by lone sea-breakers,
And sitting by desolate streams;
World-losers and world-forsakers,
On whom the pale moon gleams:
Yet we are the movers and shakers
Of the world for ever, it seems.

With wonderful deathless ditties
We build up the world's great cities,
And out of a fabulous story
We fashion an empire's glory:
One man with a dream, at pleasure,
Shall go forth and conquer a crown;
And three with a new song's measure
Can trample an empire down.

We, in the ages lying
In the buried past of the earth,
Built Nineveh with our sighing,
And Babel itself with our mirth;
And o'erthrew them with prophesying
To the old of the new world's worth;
For each age is a dream that is dying,
Or one that is coming to birth.

poem by Arthur William Edgar O'Shaughnessy
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We Are the Music-Makers

We are the music-makers,
And we are the dreamers of dreams,
Wandering by lone sea-breakers,
And sitting by desolate streams.
World-losers and world-forsakers,
Upon whom the pale moon gleams;
Yet we are the movers and shakers,
Of the world forever, it seems.

With wonderful deathless ditties
We build up the world's great cities,
And out of a fabulous story
We fashion an empire's glory:
One man with a dream, at pleasure,
Shall go forth and conquer a crown;
And three with a new song's measure
Can trample an empire down.

We, in the ages lying
In the buried past of the earth,
Built Nineveh with our sighing,
And Babel itself with our mirth;
And o'erthrew them with prophesying
To the old of the new world's worth;
For each age is a dream that is dying,
Or one that is coming to birth.

poem by Arthur William Edgar O'Shaughnessy
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Dreamz

what is a dream if you cant achieve it
what is a dream if you dont believe it
i want my dreams to all come true
i want my dreams to be shared with you
a dream is a place of magical things
a dream is a place where bluebirds sing
all our dreams we are longing for
a dream of you that i adore
why is dreams all filled with joy
when after a dream it is destroyed
why is dreams of something we cant have
when we dream of the things we once had
dreams come with so many meanings
happy and sad so many feelings
so why do we dream if it hurts inside
when we watch our dreams all fade and die
if i was a dream id fly away
id dream of happiness and make it stay
what is a dream with no ending
why do dreams start descending
what is a dream that aint complete
why are dreams so discreet
dreams are full of many things
dreams are full of true feelings
believe in dreams and youll succeed
believe in dreams yes i do indeed

poem by Mitchell Nott
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Small World

Children seem to have no choice
The children have got no voice
Theyre merely living to grow old
Letting their days unfold
And its time that you and i
Realised that by and by
These children grow up into men
It is clear what we must do
What the lord has told us to
Give our brothers a chance
To be born again
Its a small world, a small world
When you see it through
A pair of haitian eyes
Its a small world, a small world
When the dreams you dream
Melt into haitian skies
Its just not good enough to say
That the troubles too far away
Cos the little that you need to give
Could help a little child to live
Help them live a little longer
Help them grow a little stronger
So why not play a part
If youre ever gonna do
What the lord has told us to
Its got to begin within your heart
Its a small world, a small world
When you reach out and touch
A stranger
From where you stand
Its a small world, a small world
When you can forge another link
In a far off land
Repeat last two lines
Its a small world, a small world
When you can forge another link
In a far off land

song performed by by Cliff Richard
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Just One Smile

(randy newman)
Cant I cry a little bit?
Theres nobody to notice it
Cant I cry if I want to?
No-one cares
Why cant I pretend
That youll love me again?
All I had has been taken from me
Now I cry tears that never become me
Just one smile means forgiving
Just one kiss, the hurts all gone
Just one smile to make my life worth living
A little dream to build my world upon
How I wish I could say
All the things I want to say
If some way, you could see whats in my heart
Oh, baby
I dont ask for much
A look, a smile, a touch
Try to forget
Lord knows, Im trying
Its so hard to forget
When your whole world you know is dying
Just one smile means forgiving
Just one kiss, the hurts all gone
Just one smile to make my life worth living
A little dream to build my world upon
Just one smile please forgiving
Just one kiss, hurts all gone
Just one smile to make my life worth living
A little dream to build my world upon
Just one smile

song performed by by Dusty Springfield
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Small Talk

Dont talk back to me, dont talk back to me
Dont talk back to me, dont talk
Going round in circles, hearing too many points of view
Just words to tire me out, small talk I could do without
I would be amazed if you returned to see things my way
Now that youve been disrespectful to my sense of pride
Isnt it a shame that you were lying when you said to me (small talk)
I was the only one, you and I were meant to be
I expect youll never really feel the way that I do
All of this is with regret, Im sure you will agree
Say something to me, anything at all
I want you to mean what you say
Ive seen all I want to see, and you mean the world to me
Ive lived for each moment to be with you, with you, with you
Small talk, small talk, small talk, small talk
You say I dont talk enough, that applies to both of us
Dont try to sound me out, something I could do without
So much goes on inside your head, I often wonder
Have you heard enough to know, theres nothing left to say
Say something to me, anything at all
I want you to mean what you say
Ive seen all I want to see, and you mean the world to me
Ive lived for each moment to be with you, with you, with you
Small talk
Small talk
Ooh small talk
Thats all I ever hear
Small talk
Ill be alright
It may take sometime
But Ill be alright (dont talk back to me)
Ill be alright (dont talk back to me) (dont want to be alone, nothing worth to carry on)
Ill be alright (dont talk back to me) (try hard to understand, you wont seem to lend a hand)
Ill be alright (dont talk back to me) (without youll fail to see, you never spare a thought for me)
Ill be alright (dont talk back to me) (so many things you said, going round in circles)
Ill be alright (dont talk back to me) (Ill rise above it all, enough to see another day)
Ill be alright
Ill be alright
Dont talk back to me...

song performed by by Genesis
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Where Is My Boy

Where is my boy?
I saw you come out of a scene.
Maybe in some kind of dream.
Something that never comes.
Time that I take...
See over in arms Ill race.
Ill race in to find you.
Ill race in to find you.
Time stands.
I open your house to my world.
I see you come out of it all,
Unharmed and unscathed,
And shoutin, oh.
Come on in.
In houses I live in.
And changes youre making.
To the state of affairs.
Callin where is my boy?
I have seen you so often.
I cry where is my boy?
Oh, have you all forgotten?
That in some kind of dream,
Have I seen you before.
Oh have I seen you before?
Oh, where is my boy?
So come all the way.
Changin the number.
Changin the house where you live.
Change your lines.
Have I seen you before?
In some kind of a dream?
In a place youve forgotten.
A place Ive forgotten.
So where is my boy?
When I kneel in your arms,
I flew awry.
Where is my boy?
Have I seen you before?
In some kind of a dream?
Have I seen you before?
In some kind of a dream?
Your arms and your legs are shattered.
Where is my boy?
Where is my boy?
I said where is my boy?
Have I seen you before?
When I look in your eye,
Tell me he had to go.
Said I seen you before,
In some kind of dream.
Seems Ive seen you before.
In some kind of a dream.
I say where is the boy?
Have I seen you before?
Yeah, I saw you before.
In some kind of a dream.
I say where was my head?
When I needed it most?
Oh, I stayed here before,
Yes I stay in the place I know.

song performed by by Coldplay
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The World I Lived In Is No More

THE WORLD I LIVED IN IS NO MORE

The world I lived in is no more
The world I live in now is less and less my own
I try to hold on to my small part in it
I do not know how long this will last.

The world will continue after me
It will go on and on and on
I will be forgotten
All I have done will be forgotten
I will be lost forever
It will be as if I never was

Dust is the beginning
And dust is the end
And I will be dust
Though I have a voice now.

Unless God decides otherwise.

poem by Shalom Freedman
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One Small Step

So many people
Need to go so many miles
How do we move them
To where the answer lies
Reach out to the ocean
Beyond the stars that shine
Weve got to take one small step in time
If we are the dreamers
Then the world must be the dream
Driven to question
All the things weve never seen
We search the horizon
Looking for a sign
Weve got to take one small step in time
One step beyond
All our hopes and our passion
There is the light of the universe flashin
All that it takes is one leap of faith
One small step, (one small step)
One small step in time
Deep in the darkness
(deep in the blackness)
Theres a wind that never dies
(theres a wind that never dies)
Out in the vastness
(out in the vastness)
Theres a road across the sky
(a road across the sky)
Out there is the reason
That we were meant to find
Weve got to take one small step in time
Weve got to take one small step in time
(one small step, one small step)
One small step in time
(one small step, one small step)
One small step in time
(one small step, one small step)

song performed by by Cher
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Little Things

They say that little things
are sometimes worth more than gold,
treasured mementoes we cling to from the past.
A small gift given
from an absent friend.
A family heirloom,
not worth much to anyone,
but to us a fortune there.
It could be anything
from a photograph to a lock of hair.
To us they mean more than money.
Those little things in our care.

poem by David Harris
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