Hello everyone, I try to make a poem, Out of something short and sweet. But I want to thank all of you for your kindness and generosity.
Everyone here, has emotions that vary from big and small... but all the same goes, we are unique and that's what brings us together as a wholesome community.
Our lives walk on different paths, and each time the days go past, we come on here to share our feels, to help us spread emotions that cannot be felt. So ever so kind, thoughtful and emotionally heard... as I Thank You all to take your time to read ones poem, show's the true hearts of another poet...or simply you are here to read... so I thank you for your greetings and salutations as we continue to speak.
We see the strong supportive woman you have always been, - Now it's our turn. The unselfish way you have liberally spread your time on us, right to the edges, -Now it's our turn. The generous helpings of patience that seemed to come so naturally, with seconds for those who want it, -Now it's our turn. You're guiding words seasoned with kindness, so full of flavour, -Now it's our turn. The unconditional love you have always poured out on us, full and overflowing, -Now it's our turn...
Please can you write down the recipe?
Phone your mum - she worries about you. This is a version of an older poem. With thanks to my sister Jenny.
Generosity is not in giving what you have aplenty But in sharing what you lack Altruism is in balancing the scales of suffering Even if you have only half a sandwich Then two people Are only half hungry
I can either spend my life fighting every single thing that doesn’t go my way, or calm down and believe that life’s challenges can be overcome and happiness can be attained. My enormous odds, struggles, and difficulties are opportunities for me to gain wisdom and grow tolerance and resilience. Dead-ends, detours, u-turns, even mishaps, they’re going to work to my advantage. I believe that I’m already on the path to freedom from pain and confusion. I believe that people can replace hatred with love, anger with patience and acceptance, spite with generosity and compassion, and jealousy with kindness. I must walk the path to save myself.