All our life

We are given advice

All our living days

We are given inspiration in many ways

From writers of old and friends so new

Are words to help us through

Quotes

Little notes

Should we remember these words so wise?

And allow those older through experience advise

With talent---

Should we use what talent we would possess

Because as he says

The woods would be a hollow sound

If only the best singing birds around

Did sing...

 

In Love---

Is it true that you whisper not in my ear?

Not kissed my sweet lips but in an instance so clear

Spoke silently in my heart

Kissing my very soul and made me apart

Of this thing called love...

While in love ---

Like magic transforming the duckling

In your eyes to an angel of the mourning

Beautiful because of love

Not because of a blessing from above

At birth, that stretches thinly

And without love disappears so easily

With Ambition---

If I shot for the moon never reach for anything less

Would I land among stars or fall completely helpless

Is Beauty----

Something that can not be touched by mortal hands

Or defined by any single man

But something felt deep inside With a heart that is blind

With wealth---

Is it truly the riches within?

That is genuine

Bringing you from poverty

And making you truly wealthy

In searching for happiness---

When shuts a door

Do we really miss the opening of another?

Because we wait like a puppy

At this door shut tightly

And doubt---

Is it my friend?

Or is it the enemy within

Do I loose a battle I might have won?

And miss the wrongs I could have undone

Because of the fear to try

And the strength I hide

What about our own heart's advice

Feelings that could save us so much strife

How many times have we listened to its quotes?

Paid attention to its little notes

Can we hear its cries?

Or to ourselves do we deny

And thus find we are with out a light

With out inspiration for our paints and pens to take flight