1. A Blade Of Grass
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A blade of grass is bending
Above the moaning stream,
In sympathy is blending
Where troubles only seem.
When we feel strong and well, it is easy to forget about our own frailties and also the misfortunes, troubles, and sicknesses of others. We are only as strong as is our compassion for those who are weak. For in strength must come the power of understanding and the wisdom to act with gentleness and kind concern for those who are not able to help themselves. It is in the ability to empathize that we show true insight and in the ability to aid that we show our real gifts. These are the real hallmarks of true compassion and strength.
Famous Poem
A blade of grass is bending
Above the moaning stream,
In sympathy is blending
Where troubles only seem.
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I wish you could see the world through my eyes.
You'd understand me better and release fewer sighs.
There's so much that goes on inside my head.
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When a smile can lift a fallen soul
Or a loving touch make one whole
If just one heart we can console
Our Song of Love we can't withhold
The first time that we saw you
That shy angelic face,
We knew you'd make a nation proud
With dignity and grace.
All I want is a home of my own
I'm not too demanding you'll see
A bowl of food, the occasional bone
And I promise I'll be good company
A very moving poem. Since my dog died last year a number of people have suggested that I might find a dog to replace her in a rescue home. Best wishes, Ann
Do you feel the pain I feel when I leave you in this place ?
the heartache and the grief are etched in the lines upon your face
I truly hate to leave you...but you know the time has come
and you'll be so well cared for..in this lovely nursing home
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A little more kindness and a little less greed;
A little more giving and a little less need;
A little more smile and a little less frown;
A little less kicking a man when he's down;
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Of the good in you I can speak, but not of the evil.
For what is evil but good tortured by its own hunger and thirst?
Verily when good is hungry it seeks food even in dark caves, and when it thirsts it drinks even of dead waters.
If I provoke a smile, hear laughter rise,
Bring a sparkle into someone's eyes,
If I ease the loneliness of one soul,
Wipe away a tear, a broken heart console,
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There are two kinds of people on earth to-day;
Just two kinds of people, no more, I say.
Not the sinner and saint, for it’s well understood,
You don’t have to be a hero
To relieve an aching heart,
To ease the burdens on his shoulder
A kind word will make a start.
Teach me patience, when there is anger,
Teach me strength, when there is injustice,
Teach me compassion, when there is need,
Teach me empathy, when there is sadness,
You hold my hand,
I, like a child, feel safe.
You hold my hand,
I feel a warm embrace.
Ann, all of your work is so special, amazing, and creative. I am so jealous at how you can convey a deep, powerful message in so few words. I tend to ramble on and on, and I literally can't...
You don't get to judge me
Till you've walked in my shoes,
Till you've carried my burdens
And paid all my dues,
Fantastic poem - well done. So true. That says it all. I just wish I had written it myself.
One kind word can change a thought,
It can change an opinion,
Change a mind.
We are not the same,
Not in creed, in colour or name.
Yet together we inhabit this earth,
We should value each other's worth.
Thank you, Silas, for your comment. I am pleased my poem resonates with you.
Sometimes the light will shine through.
It makes its way to the surafce to show you
That within all this mess and chaos,
There is still a spark to help us when we're at a loss.
Be kind and caring in all that you do
Because no one knows what another goes through.
Be kind and caring in all that you say.
If you can't be kind, sit down and pray.
Have you seen the doctors who hardly get to sleep?
From sad weary eyes, silent tears they weep.
They're battling to save hundreds of lives,
Yet see so many dying right before their eyes.
Thank you, Azeezah. Your response is most appreciated... Beryl
We all come warmly from the womb,
Unprinted pages to be filled.
Brought forth upon the stage of life
On which our character starts to build.
Alora states just how connected we are with this poem. Her ability to show how encompassing life is, is beautiful! All of us are underneath the same sky with the same sun and moon!