LYRICS

A Smile

2009-10-11T20:30:00.000+05:30

She smiled at a sorrowful stranger...

The smile seemed to make him feel better...

He remembered past kindnesses of a friend

And wrote him a thank you letter...

The friend was so pleased with the thank you

That he left a large tip after lunch...

The waitress, surprised by the size of the tip,

Bet the whole thing on a hunch....

The next day she picked up her winnings,

And gave part to a man on the street...

The man on the street was grateful;

For two days he'd had nothing to eat...

After he finished his dinner,

He left for his small dingy room...

He didn't know at that moment

That he might be facing his doom...

On the way he picked up a shivering puppy

And took him home to get warm...

The puppy was very grateful

To be in out of the storm...

That night the house caught on fire...

The puppy barked the alarm...

He barked till he woke the whole household

And saved everybody from harm...

One of the boys that he rescued

Grew up to be President...

All this because of a simple smile

That hadn't cost a cent...

Written by: Barbara Hauck

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Hugs

2009-08-16T20:39:00.000+05:30

There's something in a simple hug
That always warms the heart;
It welcomes us back home
And makes it easier to part.

A hug's a way to share the joy
And sad times we go through,
Or just a way for friends to say
They like you 'cause you're you.

Hugs are meant for anyone
For whom we really care,
From your grandma to your neighbor,
Or a cuddly teddy bear.

A hug is an amazing thing-
It's just the perfect way
To show the love we're feeling
But can't find the words to say.

It's funny how a little hug
Makes everyone feel good;
In every place and language,
It's always understood.

And hugs don't need new equipment,
Special batteries or special parts -
Just open up your arms
And open up your hearts!

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Shocked in Heaven

2009-06-07T17:36:00.001+05:30

I was shocked, confused, bewildered

As I entered Heaven's door,

Not by the beauty of it all,

Nor the lights or its decor.

But it was the folks in Heaven

Who made me sputter and gasp--

The thieves, the liars, the sinners,

The alcoholics and the trash.

There stood the kid from seventh grade

Who swiped my lunch money twice!

Next to him was my old neighbour

Who never said anything nice.

The person who I always thought

Was rotting away in hell,

Was sitting pretty on cloud nine,

Looking incredibly well.

I nudged God, 'What's the deal?

I would love to hear Your take.

How'd all these sinners get up here?

God must've made a mistake.

'And why's everyone so quiet,

So somber - give me a clue.'

'Hush, child,' He said, 'they're all in shock.

No one thought they'd be seeing you.'

Author: Unknown

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2009-05-30T21:45:00.000+05:30

Mother is she..

2009-05-12T14:21:00.000+05:30

Contributed by: Bhagyalakshmi Sundaran (bsundaran @ yahoo.com)

Mother is she who spends sleepless night to make you sleep

Mother is she who understands you from the very deep

Mother is she who will laugh and cry along with you.

Mother is she who teaches how to drink, eat and how to chew

Mother is she who scolds you for your good

Mother is she who will support you in any mood

Mother is she who accepts you in any situation

Mother is she who motivates you for your every little creation

Mother is she who gives you blessings at every step

Mother is she who is always worried for your fate

Mother is she who can catch you if at any moment you lie

Mother is she who never wants to see her baby cry..

Mother is she who is different from all other

Mother is she who is never comparable to any other

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Imagination

God Gave Me a Friend

i chose to be...

2009-05-12T13:01:00.000+05:30

Contributed by: Judith de Leon (judith134484 @ yahoo.com.ph)

what i am, i decide

to be happy, to be lonely

i am the writer, the player

what role i portray

is all up to me...

so i chose to be happy

counting my blessings

and not what i'm missing...

i chose to live

for what i believe in

never let myself

be influenced

so in the end

no one is to be blamed

for all the decisions

i made...

i chose to be this way

and not conform

to the dictate of society

it's my life, it's my story

and i will live it the way

i like it to be.

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First Kiss

2009-05-12T12:59:00.000+05:30

Contributed by: Judith de Leon (judith134484 @ yahoo.com.ph)

so many questions floating in my mind

thinking what kind of love i am feeling inside...

is it physical, where you can feel the passion

when you hold hands and talk about the emotion...

is it spiritual, where there is meeting of the soul

an understanding that only two souls can fathom...

whatever it is, i am grateful for the bliss

that i experience when i have your first kiss...

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Ripples

Lessons

2009-05-12T12:58:00.000+05:30

Contributed by: Judith de Leon (judith134484 @ yahoo.com.ph)

love i can only give when i am truly whole

need not a partner to complete my soul

but a person to complement me more

fulfill my journey with so much ardor....

that we need not judge other people

just because of their past misdemeanor

nobody's perfect as the Bible teaches

but everybody deserves second chances....

that my life is a movie and i am the writer

i created the scenes together with the player

some are sad but most are happy

still no regrets because it's my story....

so many lessons i have learned today

that only me can decide my destiny

other people cannot give me happiness

but only me when i am truly at peace.....

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to my children

2009-05-12T12:56:00.000+05:30

Contributed by: Judith de Leon (judith134484 @ yahoo.com.ph)

i am so blessed

to have children like you

my princess and my emperor

as i fondly call you...

the smiles you give

brightens up my day

the hugs and the kisses

they are the sweetest....

my children, my jewels

you are my strength

i am truly blessed

to have you as my friends...

mother and daughter

mother and son

doesn't really matter

because we are one...

one happy family

that's what we are

i am so thankful

having you around...

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the law of karma

2009-05-12T12:55:00.000+05:30

Contributed by: Judith de Leon (judith134484 @ yahoo.com.ph)

the law of karma

is sensible and just

you just reap what you sow

whether its good or bad

all the thoughts and the actions

consciously or unconsciously done

will come back to us

like a boomerang

be careful then

of the things you sow

in the inner world

or on the planet earth

for you'll never know

when your karma will come

but you will pay or collect

for what you have done.

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A Dreamer's Wind

2009-05-03T17:49:00.000+05:30

by steve Patterson

i'm always blowin'

in a dreamer's wind.

i'm always goin'

where the dreamer's wind sends.

i'm never knowin'

when it'll begin,

gettin' lost again,

in the dreamer's wind.

stars in my eyes.

sun in the skys.

never knowin' nor wonderin' why

i give it a try,

do or die.

i feel i must fly

on the dreamer's wind.

wishin' & hopin'.

ridin' & ropin'

the dreamer's wind.

clouds in the sky.

passin' life by.

tryin' ta' try.

tryin' ta' fly

on the dreamer's wind.

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Leisure

2009-04-20T13:04:00.000+05:30

(an unforgettable poem from our school days)

What is this life if, full of care,

We have no time to stand and stare.

No time to stand beneath the boughs

And stare as long as sheep or cows.

No time to see, when woods we pass,

Where squirrels hide their nuts in grass.

No time to see, in broad daylight,

Streams full of stars, like skies at night.

No time to turn at Beauty's glance,

And watch her feet, how they can dance.

No time to wait till her mouth can

Enrich that smile her eyes began.

A poor life this if, full of care,

We have no time to stand and stare.

William Henry Davies

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You never did let go

2009-04-12T13:53:00.000+05:30

Contributed by: Asian Woman (i_asianwoman @ yahoo.com)

As children bring their broken toys,

with tears for us to mend,

I brought my broken dreams to God,

because He is my friend.

But then instead of leaving Him

in peace to work alone,

I hung around and tried to help,

with ways that were my own.

At last,

I snatched them back again and cried,

"How can you be so slow?"

"My child" He said,

"What could I do?

You never did let go."

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Life Gives

I MAY NEVER SEE TOMORROW

2009-04-12T13:00:00.001+05:30

Contributed by: Asian Woman (i_asianwoman @ yahoo.com)

I may never see tomorrow

There's no written guarantee

And things that happened yesterday

Belong to history.

I cannot predict the future

I cannot change the past

I have just the present moment

I must treat it as my last.

I must use the moment wisely

For it soon will pass away

And be lost to me forever

As part of yesterday.

I must exercise compassion

Help the fallen to their feet

Be a friend unto the friendless

Make an empty life complete.

The unkind things I do today

May never be undone.

Any friendships that I fail to win

May nevermore be won.

I may not have another chance

On bended knee to pray,

And I thank God with humble heart

For giving me this day.

-- Author Unknown

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I Love My Job!

2009-04-11T20:02:00.001+05:30

I Love My Job!

The Lost Dr Seuss Poem

I love my job, I love the pay!

I love it more and more each day.

I love my boss, she is the best!

I love her boss and all the rest.

I love my office and its location,

I hate to have to go on vacation.

I love my furniture, drab and gray,

And piles of paper that grow each day!

I think my job is really swell,

There's nothing else I love so well.

I love to work among my peers,

I love their leers, and jeers, and sneers.

I love my computer and its software;

I hug it often though it won't care.

I love each program and every file.

I'd love them more if they worked a while.

I'm happy to be here. I am. I am.

I'm the happiest slave of the Firm, I am.

I love this work, I love these chores.

I love the meetings with deadly bores.

I love my job - I'll say it again -

I even love those friendly men.

Those friendly men who've come today,

In clean white coats to take me away!

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Never say by Rebah A. Ward

2009-03-22T20:03:00.000+05:30

Never say I love you

If you really don't care.

Never talk about feelings

If they aren't really there.

Never hold my hand

If you are going to break my heart.

Never say you're going to

If you don't really plan to start.

Never look into my eyes

If all you do is lie.

Never say hello

If what you really mean is goodbye.

If you really mean forever

Then say you will try.

Never say forever

Cause forever makes me cry.

-Rebah A. Ward

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When the Heart Speaketh

2009-03-22T20:02:00.000+05:30

Contributed by: Judith Leon (judith134484 @ yahoo.com.ph)

i often ask myself

what made me drawn to you...

my mind tries to find reason

to justify the action...

is there really a reason

when one falls in love?

is it not the heart

that truly speaketh

of what it feels inside?

and when the heart speaketh

no reason are needed

for there deep within,

lies the answer

that only those in love

can truly master.

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All That Really Matters

2009-03-15T19:45:00.000+05:30

Contributed by: Aarthi Vijayasarathy (aarthi.vijayasarathy @ gmail.com)

Life is too short for grievances,

For quarrels and for tears,

What's the use of wasting

Precious days and precious tears.

If there's something to forgive,

Forgive without delay

Maybe you too, were part to blame,

So make it up today.

Be generous - forget the past

And take the broader view,

Cast away all bitterness and

Let the sunshine through.

If it's within your power

A broken heart to mend,

Remember

Love is all that really matters

... in the end.

~Unknown Author

Cross of Jesus

2009-02-23T20:27:00.001+05:30

Cross of Jesus, cross of sorrow,
Where the blood of Christ was shed,
Perfect Man on thee did suffer,
Perfect God on thee has bled!

Here the King of all the ages,
Throned in light ere worlds could be,
Robed in mortal flesh is dying,
Crucified by sin for me.

O mysterious condescending!
O abandonment sublime!
Very God Himself is bearing
All the sufferings of time!

Evermore for human failure
By His passion we can plead;
God has born all mortal anguish,
Surely He will know our need.

This—all human thought surpassing—
This is earth's most awful hour,
God has taken mortal weakness!
God has laid aside His Power!

Once the Lord of brilliant seraphs,
Winged with love to do His will,
Now the scorn of all His creatures,
And the aim of every ill.

Up in Heaven, sublimest glory
Circled round Him from the first;
But the earth finds none to serve Him,
None to quench His raging thirst.

Who shall fathom that descending,
From the rainbow circled throne,
Down to earth's most base profaning,
Dying desolate alone.

From the "Holy, Holy, Holy,
We adore Thee, O most High,"
Down to earth's blaspheming voices
And the shout of "Crucify."

Cross of Jesus, cross of sorrow,
Where the blood of Christ was shed,
Perfect Man on thee did suffer,
Perfect God on thee has bled!

My Twin Flame

2009-02-17T19:34:00.001+05:30

Contributed by: Judith de Leon (judith134484 @ yahoo.com.ph)

i was always waiting

for my twin flame to appear

for i know that the universe

has designed one for me to care...

however i was impatient

waiting for that moment

so the universe has no choice then

but to hand me some warnings...

lessons on life's ups and downs

were delivered to my door...

cracked me like nuts,

and whips with so much candour...

well, patience, i have learned

for the duration of the waiting...

gratefulness, is another

though lessons are handed

not in silver platter.

the universe has well-prepared me

gives me pain and glory

before i finally meet

the soul that the universe

has decided for me...

well, the waiting at last is over

now, i have my twin flame

someone i can grow old with

share the momentous moment

and be happy with him, indeed....

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Show Your Love

2009-02-17T19:34:00.000+05:30

Contributed by: Judith de Leon (judith134484 @ yahoo.com.ph)

As i walked to the cemetery yesterday

every step along the way

reminds me the importance of showing your love

so in the end when your loveones departed

you will feel no regret in your heart...

show them how much you care

bring them flowers when they can still appreciate

the beauty and fragrance of it

hug them, kiss them while you can still feel

the warmth of their body...

tell them you love them

it's the sweetest words

you can whisper to their ears...

for no amount of crying,

no matter how loud it is

will ever reach their ears

when they are already cold

and lying in their coffin..

redeem the time for it is short, my friend

spend it wisely with the ones you love

so when they are gone,

you can still smile and bid them goodbye

for you know in your heart

that the memories you have

will last for a lifetime

even when their physical presence

is no longer around....

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Inspired

2009-02-08T10:46:00.001+05:30

Contributed by: Judith de Leon (judith134484 @ yahoo.com.ph)

people are always asking

the reason behind these pretty smiles

they say i am inspired

by someone whom i truly admire....

inspired, i would gladly agree

not only by a person

but everything around me...

i fail not to notice

the lovely flowers in my boxes...

and by the people who greets me with joy

full of enthusiasm amidst the storm...

how can i not be inspired then

when all the things i see are golden?

glowing, radiating like the sun

giving me warmth as the day has begun...

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Sailing into the Year

2009-02-08T10:45:00.001+05:30

Contributed by: Asian Woman (i_asianwoman @ yahoo.com)

God built and launched this year for you;

Upon the bridge you stand;

It's your ship, aye, your own ship,

And you are in command.

Just what the twelve months? trip will do

Rests wholly, solely, friend, with you.

Your logbook kept from day to day

My friend, what will it show?

Have you on your appointed way

Made progress, yes or no?

The log will tell, like guiding star,

The sort of captain that you are.

For weal or woe this year is yours;

Your ship is on life's sea

Your acts, as captain, must decide

Whichever it shall be;

So now in starting on your trip,

Ask God to help you sail your ship.

-- Author Unknown

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The Clown

2009-02-03T19:56:00.001+05:30

Contributed by: Judith de Leon (judith134484 @ yahoo.com.ph)

People see me so happy

but deep inside i was so lonely

for never found the true soul

who would love me so deeply....

a great pretender, that's who i am

live the life of a charlatan..

smiling, laughing, having fun

as if not caring for anyone....

but behind the mask of the clown

is a person willing to be found

wanting to share all the love

that i am hiding deep inside....

oh, fate have mercy then

help unmask this lonely clown

let me find my twin flame

to keep this love burning like hell....

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Unity

2009-02-03T19:55:00.001+05:30

Contributed by: Aarthi Vijayasarathy (aarthi.vijayasarathy @ gmail.com)

I dreamt I stood in studio

And watched two sculptors there.

The clay they used was a young child's body and mind

And they fashioned it with care.

One was a professional the tools used

Were skills, books, music and art.

The other, a parent, worked with a guiding hand,

And a gentle, loving heart.

Day after day, the professional toiled with touch

That was skillful, sure and well planned.

While the parent labored day by day

And polished and smoothed it with loving hands.

And when at last, their task was done

They were proud of what they wrought.

For the things they had molded into the child

Could neither be sold or bought.

And each agreed they would have failed

If each had worked alone.

For behind the professional stood the community

And behind the parent, the home.

Author Unknown...

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