Pumpkins(Homeschool)
Tag: learning
Poem
WE Are Not Perfect,
MwsR
It is not merely living in this old world that we must do
It is in showing love to someone that cares about you
In finding happiness in the smallest of things
Even if for a short time , the smile it brings
One must repent when they do something wrong
One must try to live in harmony like a song
If ever sadness that you may have sent
Try to forgive yourself so you’re not bent
We learn by errors, and lessons we face
Errors do not have to hold us in that lowly place
Whenever people choose to forgive
They not only start to live
But ungrudgingly give
For us all to exist, to resist, to persist, there must be a greater purpose
There first must be a surface from which to start
One that does not crumble,
One that withstands all the grumble,
In order to achieve , receive, believe there must be a better place
Whether it is inside us or in front of us, or in that infinite space
Find it, capture it, share it.
Forgive, receive, believe
Don’t let past mistakes, past judgments, past actions keep you a prisoner.
Forgive others, forgive yourself, you are just human after all and we are sinful from birth.
Make amends when you can or however you can try not to repeat the same mistakes, move ahead without looking back and staying trapped.
Try not to get overwhelmed
Tell those around you how much you care and love them while you can still do it.
Remember everybody struggles, everybody messes up, everybody deserves to be happy and be loved.
TO all my friends that know this struggle, I wish you peace.
Bridges Aren’t Meant To Be Burned/Poem by MwsR
Sometimes in life we take a journey, whether right or wrong
This is mainly to serve a purpose, one we often time travel alone
No one can always be there to hold onto our hand
Often we look at what we left behind, never at where we stand
Along those journeys of joy and pain, we fail to notice that others do the same
Something usually gets our attention for a moment, for a while perhaps
But forward we some how manage to go, like trees that ooze their sap
It just is the course of things, the natural order if you will
Some people are held back sometimes, and often that makes them ill
No need to fuss or argue as to why you, why you are less fortunate
It may will be to make you stronger, more pungent
I know sometimes you want to cross the “bridge”, if you will
But don’t be so quick to do that, there could just be a bigger “hill”
Bridges are not meant to be crossed quickly, my friend
They are there to help you accomplish something, or see better, the end
They are not meant to be burned, because from time to time
You will want to crass back over, to help and just remind
Remind yourself that life has different highs, different lows,
I am most certain of this, I really do know
Bridges were not mean to be burnt,
There serve to teach or help us, those things we should of learnt.
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