On the other hand....
Best friends from when we were young
still here with us today
can be possibly the best reminder of who we were
irregardless of if we’ve put that person away.
For that person and how they were,
what they thought,
said,
did,
or believed
is different from the person we are now
and different from how we are trying to be.
Childhood friends are like childhood toys,
some must be put away once they’ve outlived their use,
but the disposing
or distancing oneself
from such reminders of a past
can be one of the hardest things to do.
Because that grip upon who, how, what
or when you may have been,
is consequently made stronger
by who you keep labeled as “friend”.
Someone who was there with you
in times of hazy yesteryears
may not respect all which has fallen apart
which has been built back up
to get you to right now
and right here.
poem by Chris Weersing
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Len Webster's 'Childhood Is...
Childhood Is
when the world to come
is an adventure to be met
Childhood Is
running and hiding
peeking around blind corners
hoping you have been followed
Childhood Is
ducking and diving
dreaming of being in the best
football team in the world
and scoring the winning goal
in the Cup FInal
Childhood Is
being the perfect person
(or not being caught out
when you're not being
the perfect person)
Childhood Is
a mass of contradictions
you don't want to unravel
Childhood Is
a nice cosy bed,
clean sheets
and Mummy's kisses
poem by Len Webster
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What Can One Person Do
(n. rodgers/g. smith)
What can one person do
More than a little bit
More than a little bit
Can I fight the battle
All by myself
Can I make a miracle happen
As long as I can think
And got my health
Ill never stop
Im too strong for that
What can one person do
When its one like you
When its one like me
What can one person do
When its one like you
When its one like me
Everyones gotta move
What they can move
The faithful can sometimes move mountains
When your faith is right
You will never lose your heart, your hope
Or your good friends
Dont be overcome by frustrations
Live up to your highest expectations
Im tellin you just for your information
Just for, just for your information
What can one person do
When its one like you
When its one like me
What can one person do
When its one like you
When its one like me
What can one person do
When its one like you
When its one like me
What can one person do
When its one like you
When its one like me
Looked into my soul and suspected
That Im gonna take, gonna take on the unexpected
Walked into the fire unprotected
Walk into the fire
What can one person do
What can one person be
What can one person do
When its one like you
When its one like me
What can one person do
When its one like you
When its one like me
What can one person do
When its one like you
When its one like me
What can one person do
When its one like you
When its one like me
What can one person do
When its one like you
When its one like me
What can one person do
When its one like you
When its one like me
song performed by by Diana Ross
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I Still Keep Remembering
When my thoughts are lingering
to when uncle Franck came to fetch me with his Chevrolet,
to times in my childhood days
where someone could set the way of my life,
I see Uncle Franck with as the person he had been,
as a man who trusted sincerely in God,
knowing that everything fit somewhere into the big whole,
and still I look at him with childhood eyes
as a man whose word had real meaning
and to when I had followed him with wobbling steps,
and he was a person that you ask for help at any time,
a person that would give to his own harm
and now that the darkness comes between us,
now that it brings overwhelming separation
with death
that jumps in between our lives
I still keep remembering...
poem by Gert Strydom
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Your Side
I know that am not the easiest person to love
I am the kind of person who complicates things
Yet you are there
You chose to right by my side
Just on my side
Am easily dicouraged
Often shy
I always see the cruelness of the world
I worry too much
Yet you are still there
Just on my side
Everyone needs a friend
A friend to care for
A friend to hold on to
Friends are there to protect you from the cold
Friends serve as the shoulder to cry on
Sometimes nobody cares about you
But there is always a friend
With you till the end
A friend
That is
Just on your side
poem by Karima Puzon
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Positive Thinker
Am I a good thinker?
Can I see what others don't?
Am I a daring person?
Can I do what others do not like to do?
Or others are afraid to do?
Am I a creative and imaginative person?
Can I see the invisible?
Can I feel the intangible?
Can I achieve the impossible?
Am I a contemplating person?
Am I a self-reflective person?
Am I a confidence person?
Am I a self-reliance person?
Can I be a perfect person?
Can I be a clever person?
Can I be a smart thinker person?
Above all,
I prefer to be
A simple person
With a positive attitude,
Not only accept positive things,
But willing to accept negative things.
poem by Lawrence Hiung
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My Own Proverb
Love a person who loves you
Like a person who likes you
Hear a person who hears you
Help a person who needs you
Respect a person who respects you
poem by Ravi Sathasivam
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The Best Friend Peom For Me
A best friend who is they
A best friend who give you a hand
A best friend is someone you turst
A best friend is someone who go through the good & the bad times
A best friend is the best person to you
A best friend is the person who is the wold in your eyes
A best friend is the person who make you laugh & cry
A best friend to me is Jaz, kaity & katie
poem by Bradley Stewart
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Lost times
How come we are worlds apart
How come we have lost
happy memories of past
Golden times we’ve tossed
How I miss the times we’ve had
Sometimes I see it clear
Childhood pictures in my mind
but fading year by year
Where are you now, my childhood friend
Will I see you soon, will we ever mend
our friendship bond
I found the pictures that we took
Looked so happy then
Young and full of hope and chance
Will we feel that again
Sand ran down the hourglass
faster than I thought
Now I think about the past
Times that I forgot
But will we meet again, my childhood friend
Let’s begin again, can we ever mend
our friendship bond
poem by A. V. Asreg
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You know what? It's a great conversation starter, right? You meet friends that way. Sometimes it's a good thing. And then other times, I guess, the person is just a little too... then you kind of like want to back away. It depends on the person, you know?
quote by Alison Lohman
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I grew up below the poverty line; I didn't have as much as other people did. I think it made me stronger as a person, it built my character. Now I have a 4.0 grade point average and I want to go to college, and just become a better person.
quote by Justin Bieber
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My Childhood Memories
Childhood memories are often steeped in mystery.
The older we get the memories exclude
sometimes things we might find painful as we journeyed on.
I tried to visualise my childhood as a happy one,
though I know in my heart it was a very much lonely one.
Not only was I shy, but I never mixed very well.
I spent so much of my time nearly always on my own.
The only exciting time I can remember
was one summer I spent with friends of my father
whom I referred to as Aunt Elsie and Uncle Jim.
For the two months I spent with them
in a small town called Allison
hold some of the best memories of my childhood.
It was away from my parents
and into someone’s house that cared.
I went fishing every day
in the stream at the end of the garden,
made many friends
and had one of the most enjoyable times
of my childhood
that will always live within me.
5-6 June 2008
poem by David Harris
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My Childhood Garden
my childhood garden
my childhood garden
lush and green
it was so happy it made me scream
my joy and hopes
and all my mopes
my childhood garden
my childhood garden
with the ups and downs
when i jumped i could not touch the ground
with my purle ponys
it made it homey
my childhood garden
my childhood garden
flying high
with the little lies
the grass fine
up in the sky my kite
my childhood garden
my childhood garden
now in the past
i now know that it can never last
now as i get taller
it was differnt when i was smaller
my childhood garden
poem by Danielle Eager
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I have a feeling that being in love sometimes means the projection of your desires onto another person. The important thing is that you like the other person, respect the other person and want to raise children with the other person.
quote by Eric Braeden
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When A Person Does Not Know What To Do With Himself
WHEN A PERSON DOES NOT KNOW WHAT TO DO WITH HIMSELF
When a person does not know what to do with himself
When a person feels empty
When a person feels everything he had done and everything he can do do is meaningless
When a person is bored
When a person does not know what to do with himself
And wonders why he is on this earth
And how he will endure more of it
When a person does not know what to do with himself
He must do any little thing he can do
To get himself going-
He must wash the dishes or clean the house or take something to eat or take a small walk or read a page
Or do any one of a million or more other small things to get himself going
And once he is going he must somehow go on and on and from this to something else
So that at some point somewhere along the way somehow
He is doing something
Perhaps not that great
But doing something
And in doing something
Perhaps forgetting about himself
A bit
Perhaps.
poem by Shalom Freedman
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Gladness
A person I wanted to be,
A person I have never been,
A person created by thee,
And for Thee she should be,
For the moment I've been happy,
as I saw a forest rising from the desert,
digging the holes of my houses,
from the gheto I've grown,
From the time I was young,
Refused by friends as of my dirtness,
roaming around like a street dog,
today I stand to select them,
Sorrounded by friends reminds me of something,
The time I smelt like a rotten wound,
when I have friends also called flies,
kissing and touching my lips,
Invitation cards takes me far,
to the bottom of a dump site,
with different cards and cakes,
sharing with my friends called Insects,
Am glad I was alive and stable,
having a rest over the tree shadow,
Someone may come and take my shadow,
am glad that I enjoyed it all,
till this moment of fun,
wondering with my imaginative world,
the world exist in my only mind,
and the government is about to come,
to take my remainings away,
my friends will cry for me,
as am heading to my real home,
waiting for you to come,
the home where no one is greater,
same clothes, same home, same bedroom,
and we will be together friend,
Am glad I was a human and mate you.
goodbye.
poem by Dickson Mseti
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Couldn't Be More
A guy that is my best friend
That without him my life wouldn't be the same
He's changed my life
So drastically that it would be impossible
For me to be the same person today
Without him in my life
He has always made me smile
Laugh and enjoy life to the fullest
He has always been there for me when I needed someone or
When no one else seemed to care about my feelings
He has understood
Never made me cry
He is always there when I'm crying
And always there trying to comfort me
Trying to make me smile again
I love being around him
For he is the one whom
When I quit
When I’m done trying
Pocks me back up and helps me make
Those crucial
And make me try again
Or when my world is suddenly flipped up side down and
When times get tough
And I wanna die
And end it all for good
Right then and there
He takes the gun out of my hands
And replaces it with roses
Thank you JJ for all you have ever done for me
You have given me another
Piece of my puzzle
And another clue to the person I am
Meant to be
Just because you are a good person
Don’t change anything about your self
For anybody because
In my eyes
You could never be more
Of a man then you are today
poem by Mrs. Cynosure
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When Toys
Unfortunately someone did not have any toys
In the forgotton childhood...hides my attic.
Ingaged, they now play with the other toys
between the wooden rails...ironwood is....
Butterfly wings stick together while others cry
pulling back the wind they fly not far apart....
Jack and Jill they have no other toys
some where In your lost childhood...
When hills had eyes I came back to say
When toys..........
T.G.
poem by Is It Poetry
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My Prayer
OH GOD IN HEAVEN!
Ruler of this universe.
As I bow my head and heart
today. Hear me Lord as I
pray.
Help me sustain on this
journey home. Be the person
you have meant for me to
be.
Be faithful to my childhood
teachings. Love and respect
my family and friends. Remain
loyal to those with whom I
am associated.
Bring peace and harmony to the
hearts of men.
And when this journey is ending.
Allow my spirit guide to escort
me home, crossing into the light
of everlasting.
AMEN
poem by Heather Burns
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A Reflection
At one time I was blind
Blinded by the person in the mirror
The person in the mirror
Was someone I didn't like
A person that was full of anger
Anger which know one could stop
A person who was dishonest
A person who lied to themselves
A person who lied, cheated and stole
This person scared me
Yet the reflection I seen
Was me
How could this be me?
I didn't like this person I was looking at
That person couldn't of been me
Yet it was time to face the facts
This was me
This is who I'am
Now I know I had to change
If I didn't like this person
Then who would like this person?
poem by Ashley Olson
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Childhood Times
There is a time in our life
When we want to turn the clock back
We get bigger and older
And childhood seem to lack
Surrounded by toys
Crawling on the ground
Sweet childhood smiling
With affection all around
We tried new things
made mistakes
Like falling and hurting
near parks and lakes
We made friends and peers
And received sound education
We learn to be contented
And creative through imagination
Childhood denotes the token of start
Learning standing without falling apart
Every wasted intention
every shaded tear
Made me more stronger
without any pain or fear
Invisible rainbows
might be in the sky
Until we add color
as we are passing by
We grow for good and will be praised
For qualities in us we will be raised
Higher, to where success is residing
We can go there by respecting and abiding
Play full hours
With jumps and joy
Will be remembered
As we see a toy
I was diving in my dreams
Memories were recalled
Incapable and tiny
When I was really small
I opened my eyes
My mind has gone deep
I closed my picture album
And proceeded with my sleep
poem by Hirushi Jayasena
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