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In Life

We have bigger houses but smaller families: We have more degrees but less sense; more knowledge but less judgments; more experts but more problems; more medicines, but less healthiness. We've been all the way to the moon and back, but we have trouble crossing the street to meet the new neighbor. We build more computers to hold more information, to produce more copies than ever, but we have less communication. We have become long on quantity but short on quality. These are times of fast foods,but slow digestion; tall man, but short character; steep profits, but shallow relationships. It is time when there is much in the window but nothing in the room.-Dalai Lama

Don't Quit

When things go wrong, as they sometimes will, When the road you're trudging seems all up hill, When the funds are low, and the debts are high, And you want to smile, but you have to sigh, When care is pressing you down a bit, Rest if you must, but don't you quit.Life is queer with its twists and turns, As every one of us sometimes learns, And many a failure turns about, When you might have won, had you stuck it out.Don't give up though the pace seems slow, You may succeed with another blow. Success is failure turned inside out - The silver tint of the clouds of doubt, And you never can tell how close you are. It may be near when it seems so far.So try your best and give it all you've got. Don't look at others and wish you had their lot. Just stick to the fight when you're hardest hit - It's when things seem worst that you must not quit.~Author Unknown

The same ones imprinted at birth.
The tiny things hanging up on a certificate on my wall.
The ones that at four months he learned to suck.
The same ones that run through that door to greet me hello.
The ones that stand on mine while we slow dance.The same ones whose dirt I pick.
The tickle I gave when socks come off.
The 5 little piggies story he loves to hear.
The funky stench I like to smell.
The ones who will walk down a patchy road.
The same ones that will make him fall down and cry.
The ones who will walk down the aisle in a few years more.
The ones I held in my hand once,
Will soon be walking next another tiny ones.
Those are the things I remember the most,
Whenever I think of him there and here
All I remember... are Adrian's feet.

Not Enough

When the words we say are just not enough.
When the emotions we feel are just too tough.
When we keep things from those we love.
When we bend the reality into something is not.
Who decides what is true and what is not?
If it isn’t right why then do we lie?
Do we protect our loved one more than we harm?
If it is easier to say the truth why then do we not?
If I could keep you forever… I should.
If I could make you forgive me I would.
When it’s not in your hands where do you turn?
If it happened to you would you let it go?
If it tears us apart would you survive?
Make it all better you have done it before.
What’s the difference this time?
Is it because you’re on the other side?
Am I just not enough?
Tell me again will you or just show me this time.

Dulce Alina

Matt

Sunday, August 2, 2009

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