If a pen was shaper than a sword that's made of steel, would we understand, or use that pen to ****? If a word could shatter bone as it could break a heart, would we leave that word alone, or carve those cursed marks? If a war was fought for peace that none could ever win, would the crows all share a feast on another day again? If a mind was brighter than a brain designed to ****, could a heart be stronger then the power of its will? If a pen was sharper than a sword that's made of steel, would we understand, and use that pen to heal?
Yeah life happens... Things that are out of our control take place. Sometimes the pressure builds up like the magma under a volcano. And the more we let it simmer and turn into lava, the build up is stronger... The eruption is bigger.
But we've got to remember even if we forget. That things happen for a reason, each lesson it brings you'll never forget. It teaches you to be stronger, resilient and makes you stand stronger. You've just got to remember, that in life you're still blessed. Blessed in the little things that bring you joy. Blessed in the souls that give you love and appreciation.
No matter how much life knocks you down, never give up, get up and always show up. Just remember it's all just one big ride. It's up to you to get off or enjoy the ride of your life.
Though you are both gone From this Earth; There's a gift you gave me At my birth.
It fills a place In my heart. I felt it there From the start.
You passed to me Your wisdom, kindness, honesty. And the passion For writing poetry. I cannot tell you Just what that means.
The flutter of a Butterfly Will always be A beautiful sight And the symbol of your memory In my soul and in my mind.
In my heart I will always feel you there, Because a Grandmother's Love Is the everlasting gift you shared.
Thank you for your examples & legacy. Thank you for inspiring me. Thank you both for sharing your life Through written words and poetry. And thank you both for your Grandmother's Love you left with me.