Let me be aware of the treasure you are.
Let me learn from you,
Love you, savour you, bless you,
Before you depart.
Let me not pass you by
In a quest of some rare and perfect tomorrow.
Let me hold you while I may,
For it will not always be so.
One day I shall dig my fingers
Into the earth,
Or bury my face in the pillow,
Or stretch myself taut.
Or raise my hands to the sky,
And want more than all the world:
Mary Jean Irion
Friday, 20 August 2010
The world would like to change you,
There are pressures all around,
You must decide just who you are,
Then firmly stand your ground.
You have an image of yourself,
An ideal sense of you;
And to this vision you must always
Struggle to be true.
You know what you are good at,
And you know where your talents lie;
But it you’re ruled by others,
Your uniqueness could pass by.
Remember, there’s much to learn;
But all new things aren’t good.
Wisdom lies in what you’ve learned
And what you have withstood.
Saturday, 14 August 2010
To those of you who laughed at me, thank you.
Without you I wouldn’t have cried.
To those of you who just couldn’t love me, thank you.
Without you I wouldn’t have known real love.
To those of you who hurt my feelings, thank you.
Without you I wouldn’t have felt them.
To those of you that left me lonely, thank you.
Without you I wouldn’t have discovered myself.
But it is those of you that thought I couldn’t do it;
It is you I thank the most,
Because without you I wouldn’t have tried.