The pinnacle awaits your arrival, Even as you upon stones still stumble. Happiness wants to rest by your side, While you are struggling through a sorrowful ride. Confidence wants to adorn you head, When you feel you are as good as dead. Love is waiting to embrace you forever, Even

If I could catch a rainbow I would do it just for you, And share with you its beauty The days you’re feeling blue. If I could build a mountain You could call it your very own. A place to find serenity, A place to be alone. If I could

If you can look at the sunset and smile, then you still have hope… If you can find beauty in the colors of a small flower, then you still have hope… If you can find pleasure in the movement of a butterfly, then you still have hope… If the smile

The lopped tree in time may grow again, Most naked plants renew both fruit and flower; The sorriest wight may find release of pain, The driest soil suck in some moistening shower; Time goes by turns, and chances change by course, From foul to fair, from better hap to worse.

This is the beginning of a new day. I have been given this day to use as I will. I can waste it, or use it. I can make it a day long to be remembered for its joy, its beauty and its achievements, or it can be filled with

Like a valiant sailor, I brave through the waters of life, The current so strong, the current of wrong, of pain, of sorrow… Pulling me in, plunging me in the depths of sin. The turbulent ocean, the intimidating skies, I am alone…. Alone, to navigate my way home… Searching…. searching

Six humans trapped by happenstance In black and bitter cold. Each one possessed a stick of wood, Or so the story’s told. Their dying fire in need of logs, The first woman held hers back For on the faces around the fire, She noticed one was black. The next man

I can teach you things but I cannot make you learn. I can allow you freedom but I cannot be responsible for you. I can teach you to share but I cannot make you unselfish. I can tell you about kindness but I cannot make you gracious. I gave you

It don’t matter what happened in the past Because what we have, it’s gonna last You make me smile Your worth my while You let me know how you feel Which lets me know you’re the real deal You let me see, what you mean to me Without you, who

The moment you caught my eyes among the masses, The very moment I felt the compensation of all my past losses. The moment you got a soft corner in my heart, The very moment my typical ‘deewanapan’ got its start. The moment I proposed you with a rose, The very

Start where you stand and never mind the past, The past won’t help you in beginning new, If you have left it all behind at last Why, that’s enough, you’re done with it, you’re through; This is another chapter in the book, This is another race that you have planned,

If I was one thing, I’d be a candle Lighting the way so you can handle Your life easier without woes Not having to fight with your foes. I’d help keep you from stumbling over Things blocking your path to an open door. If I light your path, life is

I look at now, i look at then, my life has come to an end. No one knows what it’s like, i feel like stabbing myself with a dike. Sick of the same things everyday, i wanna make it all go away. I don’t know what to do, i wish

Some folks ride the train of life Looking out the rear, Watching miles of life roll by, And marking every year. They sit in sad remembrance, Of wasted days gone by, And curse their life for what it was, And hang their head and cry. But I don’t concern myself

Friends ’till the end, That’s what we always said, Even when all hopes were dead. Friends ’till the end, We will always be, Nothing can ever come between you and me. Friends ’till the end, Even when nothing will bend, Our friendship we will always mend. Friends ’till the end,

Many times in my life I have disappointed you, and begun to stray. But you have pointed me in the right direction, and sent me on my way. Many times in my life I’ve needed a helping hand, and someone to pull me up. It was you who gave that

My life is completely messed up, Like a dark, thick soup lying in a cup, No color, no life, just so still, And the numbers of joys are always nill. I am walking on a lonely road, In the dark rainy night. All I can see is the popping toad,

I want to know, when day is done, That life has been worth living, That I have brought somebody joy Through kind, unselfish giving. I want to feel, when evening falls and shadows quickly lengthen That I have made somebody glad, Some weakness I have strengthened. I want to know