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Some poems I like(didn't write them) |
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WALK SLOWLY
If you should go before me,dear, walk slowly
Down the ways of death, well-worn and wide,
For I would want to overtake you quickly
And seek the journey's ending by your side.
I would be so forlorn not to descry you
Down some shining highroad when I cam;
Walk slowly,dear, and often look behind you
And pause to hear if someone calls your name. -Adelaide Love
IF I HAD KNOWN
If I had known what trouble you were bearing;
What griefs were in the silence of your face;
I would have been more gentle, and more caring,
And tried to give you gladness for a space.
I would have brought more warmth into the place,
If I had known
If I had known what thoughts despairing drew you;
(Why do we never try to understand?)
I would have lent a little friendship to you,
And slipped my hand within your hand,
If I had known -Mary Carolyn Davies
ALL PATHS LEAD TO YOU
All paths lead to you
Where e'er I stray,
You are the evening star
At the end of the day.
All paths lead to you
Hill-top or low
You are the white birch
In the sun's glow.
All paths lead to you
Where e'er I roam.
You are the lark-song
Calling me home! -Blanche Shoemaker Wagstaff
TO A FRIEND
You entered my life in a casual way,
And saw at a glance what I needed;
There were other who passed me or met me each day,
But never a one of them heeded.
Perhaps you were thinking of other folks more,
Or chance simply seemed to decree it;
I know there were many such chances before,
But the others-well, they didn't see it.
You said just the thing that I wished you would say,
And you made me believe that you meant it;
I held up my head in the old hallant way,
And resolved you should never repent it.
There are times when encouragement means such a lot,
And a word is enough to convey it,
There were others who could have, as easy as not-
But, just the same, they didn't say it.
There may have been someone who could have done more
To help me along, though I doubt it;
What I needed was cheering, and always before
They had let me plod onward without it.
You helped to refashion the dream of my heart,
And made me turn eagerly to it;
There were others who might have (I question that part)-
But, after all, they didn't do it! -Grace Stricker Dawson
LOVE
I love you,
Not only for what you are,
But for what I am
When I am with you.
I love you,
Not only for what
You have made yourself.
But for what
You are making me
I love you,
For the part of me
That you bring out;
I love you
For putting your hand
Into my heaped-up-heart
And passing over
All the foolish, weak things
That you can't help
Dimly seeing htere,
And for drawing out
Into the light
All the beautiful belongings
That no one else had looked
Quite far enough to find.
I love you because you
Are helping me to make
Of the lumber of my life
Not a tavern
But a temple;
Out of the works
Of my every day
Not a reproach
But a song.
I love you
Because you have done
More then any creed
Could have done
To make me good,
And more than any fate
Could have done
To make me happy.
You have done it
Without a touch,
Without a word,
Without a sign.
You have done it
By being yourself.
Perhaps that is what
Being a friend means,
After all. -Roy Croft
IF YOU BUT KNEW
IF you but knew
How all my days seemed filled with dreams of you,
How sometimes in the silent night
You eyes thrill through me with their tender light,
How oft I hear you voice when others speak,
How you 'mid other forms I seek-
Oh, love more real than though such dreams were true
If you but knew.
Could you but guess
How you alone make all my happiness,
HOw I am more then willing for your sake
To stand alone, give all and nothing take,
Nor chafe to think you bound while I am free,
Quite free, till death, to love you silently,
Could you but guess.
Could you but learn
How when you doubt my truth I sadly yearn
To tell you all, to stand for one brief space
Unfettered, soul to soul, face to face,
To crown you ind, my kind, till life shall end,
My loved and likewise my truest friend,
Would you love me,dearest, as fondly in return,
Could you but learn? -unknown
IF YOU'RE EVER GOING TO LOVE ME
If you're ever going to love me love me now, while I can know
All the sweet and tender feeling which from real affection flow.
Love me now, while I am living; do not wait till I am gone
And then chisel it in marble-warm love words on ice-cold stone.
If you've dear, sweet thoughts about me, why no whisper them to me?
Don't you know 'twould make me happy and as glad as glad could be?
If you wait till I am sleeping, ne'er to waken here again,
There'll be walls of earth between us and I couldn't hear you then.
If you knew someone was thirsting for a drop of water sweet
Would you be so slow to bring it? Would you step with laggard feet?
There are tender hearts all round us who are thirsting for our love;
Why withhold from them what nature makes them crave all else about?
I won't need your kind caresses when the grass grows o'er my fave;
I won't crave your love or kissed in my last low resting place.
So,then, if you love me any, if it's but a little bit,
Let me know it now while living; I can own and treasure it. -unknown
 miroku fan 101 · Mon Apr 14, 2008 @ 01:12am · 0 Comments |
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