Thoughts & Poems

            Many of my friends have been sending me wonderful stories & poems. I thought I would share some of my favorites with all of you, I hope you enjoy them as much as I have.

            I am Woman

            Women have strengths that amaze men.
            They carry children, they carry hardships, they carry burdens...
            But they hold happiness, love and joy.
            They smile when they want to scream.
            They sing when they want to cry.
            They cry when they are happy and laugh when they are nervous.
            Women wait by the phone for a "safe at home call" from a friend after a snowy drive home.
            Women friends keep secrets you told them years ago and never bring it up again...
            Women have special qualities about them.
            They volunteer for good causes.
            They are pink ladies in hospitals, they bring food to shut ins.
            They are child care workers, executives, attorneys, stay at home moms, biker babes and your neighbors.
            They wear suits, they wear jeans, they wear uniforms.
            They fight for what they believe in.
            They stand up for injustice.
            They are in the front row at PTA meetings.
            They vote for the person that will do the best job for family issues.
            They walk and talk the extra mile to get their children in the right schools and for getting their family the right health care.
            They write to the editor, their congressmen and to "the powers that be" for things that make for a better life.
            They don't take "no" for an answer when they believe there is a better solution.
            They can wipe a tear, cover a cut and pat you on the back at the same time.
            They eat a little so their family can have more.
            They rush to school to pick up a sick child.
            They stick a love note in their husband's lunch box.
            They do without new shoes so that their children can have them.
            They go to scout meetings and are chaperones on class trips.
            They go to the doctor with a frightened friend.
            They don't make excuses for defending their family or friends.
            They give a friend some money in times of trouble.
            They love unconditionally.
            They are loyal, honest and forgiving.
            They are smart, knowing that knowledge IS power.
            But they still know how to use their softer side to make a point.
            Their world consists of goodness, love and caring.
            Women want to be the best for their family, their friends and themselves.
            They cry when their children excel and cheer when their friends get awards.
            They get teary eyed when others do great things.
            They save their anger for the unjust and the insincere.
            They tell people that need to be told to straighten up their act.
            They lend a shoulder to cry on, an ear to listen and a voice to make suggestions.
            They are happy when they hear about a birth or a new marriage.
            Their hearts break when a friend dies.
            They have so much sorrow at the loss of a family member, yet they are strong when they think there is not any strength left.
            They can control situations that seem uncontrollable.
            They can round up energy when they are tired.
            They can stay up a little longer to talk to someone that needs a friend.
            They will rush to be by your side when you are lonely.
            They will give up their favorite TV show to help with homework or read a bedtime story.
            A woman's touch can cure any ailment.
            They know that a hug and a kiss can heal a broken heart.
            She can make a romantic evening unforgettable.
            She can bring out the best in her husband, children and friends.
            They don't mind standing in the shadows.
            They are not there to push, but to gently encourage.
            They are cheerleaders, teachers, loves and important in many peoples daily lives.
            They can whisper a kind word, scream a loud cheer and laugh away a fear.
            They can mend your broken spirit and give you back your self-esteem.
            They can knit a family back together after a break or a loss.
            Women come in all sizes, in all colors and shapes.
            They live in homes, apartments, cabins and trailers.
            They drive, fly, walk, run or e-mail you to show how much they care about you.
            They have hearts that forgive and forget an injustice.
            They have hearts that remember a kindness.
            They have hearts that beat with loyalty and love.
            The heart of a woman is what makes the world spin.
            They can cry and laugh at the same time.
            They can be sad and hopeful at the same time.
            Women do more than just give birth.
            They bring joy and hope.
            They teach us to dream and make goals.
            They give compassion and ideals.
            They climb into a persons life and make everything better again.
            They give moral support to their family and friends.
            And all they want back is a hug, a smile and for you to do the same to people you come in contact with.
            Women are leaders, but don't want followers.
            They want people to grow into the best person they can be.
            They want to touch you in a way that will make you share your goodness with others.
            One touch can turn a bad day into a better one.
            One extra minute of her time will make a child feel special.
            One more kiss will make her husband feel loved.
            Women have a lot to say and a lot to give.
            After God made Adam, He made his helpmate Eve.

            Someday

            SOMEDAY, when the kids are grown, life will be different. The memo pad on my refrigerator door will read, "Afternoon at hairdresser," or, "Browse through art gallery," or, "Start golf lessons," instead of, "Pediatrician at 2:00," or, "Cub Pack Meeting."

            SOMEDAY, when the kids are grown, the house will be free of graffiti. There will be no crayoned smiley faces on the walls, no names scrawled in furniture dust, no pictures fingered on steamy windows, and no initials etched in bars of soap.

            SOMEDAY, when the kids are grown, I'll get without being interrupted to sew a nose on a teddy bear, stop a toddler from eating the dog food, or rescue the cat from the toy box.

            SOMEDAY, when the kids are grown, I won't find brown apple cores under the beds, empty spindles on the toilet paper hanger, or fuzzy caterpillars in denim jeans. And I will be able to find a pencil in the desk drawer, a slice of leftover pie in the refrigerator, and the comics still in the center of the newspaper. SOMEDAY, when the kids are grown, I'll breeze right past the gumball machine in the supermarket without having to fumble for pennies; I'll stroll freely down each aisle without fear of inadvertently passing the candy or toy sections; and I'll choose cereal without considering what noise it makes, what prize it contains, or what color it comes in.

            SOMEDAY, when the kids are grown, I'll prepare Quiche Loraine, or Scallops Amandine, or just plain liver and onions, and no one will say, "Yuk! I wish we were having hot dogs!" or, "Jimmy's lucky, his mom lets him eat chocolate bars for dinner."; And we'll eat by candle light, with no one trying to roast their peas and carrots over the flame to "make them taste better," or arguing about who gets to blow out the candle when we're done.

            SOMEDAY, when the kids are grown, I'll get ready for my bath without first having to remove a fleet of boats, two rubber alligators, and a soggy tennis ball from the tub. I'll luxuriate in hot, steamy water and billows of bubbles for a whole hour, and no fists will pound on the door, no small voices will yell, "Hurry up, Mommy! I gotta go!"

            YES, SOMEDAY, when the kids are grown, life will be different.
            They'll leave our nest, and the house will be
            Quiet....
            and calm....
            and empty....
            and lonely....
            And I won't like that at all!
            And then I'll spend my time, not looking forward to SOMEDAY, but looking back at YESTERDAY.

            You are worth it

            Do not undermine your worth
            by comparing yourself with others.
            It is because we are different
            that each of us is special.

            Do not set your goals
            by what other people deem important.
            Only you know
            what is best for you.

            Do not take for granted
            the things closest to your heart.
            Cling to them as you would your life,
            for without them,
            life is meaningless.

            Do not let your life
            slip through your fingers
            by living in the past
            nor for the future.
            By living your life one day at a time,
            you live all the days of your life.

            Do not give up
            when you still have something to give.
            Nothing is really over
            until the moment you stop trying.
            It is a fragile thread
            that binds us to each other.

            Do not be afraid to encounter risks.
            It is by taking chances
            that we learn how to be brave.

            Do not shut love out of your life
            by saying it is impossible to find.
            The quickest way to receive love
            is to give love;
            The fastest way to lose love
            is to hold it too tightly.

            Do not dismiss your dreams.
            To be without dreams
            is to be without hope;
            To be without hope
            is to be without purpose.

            Do not run through life
            so fast that you forget
            not only where you have been,
            but also where you are going.

            Life is not a race,
            but a journey
            to be savored
            each step of the way.

            ~~Author Unknown~~

            LOVE ADDS A LITTLE CHOCOLATE

            A house is a house until love comes through the door, that is. And love intuitively goes around sprinkling that special brand of angel dust that transforms a house into a special home for special people: your family.

            Money, of course, can build a charming house, but only love can furnish it with a feeling of home.

            Duty can pack an adequate sack lunch, but love may decide to enclose a little love note inside.

            Money can provide a television set, but love controls it and cares enough to say "no" and take the guff that goes with it.

            Obligation sends the children to bed on time, but love tucks the covers in around their necks and passes out kisses and hugs (even to teenagers!)

            Obligation can cook a meal, but love embellishes the table with a potted ivy trailing around slender candles.

            Duty writes many letters, but love adds a joke or a picture or a fresh stick of gum inside.

            Compulsion keeps a sparkling house, but love and prayer stand a better chance of producing a happy family.

            Duty gets offended quickly if it isn't appreciated, but love learns to laugh a lot and work for the sheer joy of doing it.

            Obligation can pour a glass of milk, but quite often love adds a little chocolate.

            ~~ Author Unknown~~

            I've Learned

            I've learned that true friendship continues to grow, even over the longest distance. Same goes for true love.
            I've learned that we don't have to change friends if we understand that friends change.
            I've learned that you should always leave loved ones with loving words. It may be the last time you see them.
            I've learned that you can get by on charm for about 15 minutes. After that, you'd better know something.
            I've learned that you shouldn't compare yourself to the best others can do, but to the best you can do.
            I've learned that it's not what happens to people that's important. It's what they do about it.
            I've learned that you can do something in an instant that will give you a heartache for life.
            I've learned that no matter how thin you slice it, there are always two sides.
            I've learned that it's taking me a long time to become the person I want to be.
            I've learned that it's a lot easier to react than it is to think.
            I've learned that you can keep going long after you think you can't.
            I've learned that we are responsible for what we do, no matter how we feel.
            I've learned that either you control your attitude or it controls you.
            I've learned that sometimes I just need to be held.
            I've learned that regardless of how hot and steamy a relationship is at first, the passion fades and there had better be something else to take its place.
            I've learned that heroes are the people who do what has to be done when it needs to be done, regardless of the consequences.
            I've learned that learning to forgive takes practice.
            I've learned that there are people who love you dearly, but just don't know how to show it.
            I've learned that money is a lousy way of keeping score.
            I've learned that my best friend and I can do anything or nothing and have the best time.
            I've learned that sometimes the people you expect to kick you when you're down will be the ones to help you get back up.
            I've learned that I'm getting more and more like my grandma, and I'm kinda happy about it.
            I've learned that sometimes when I'm angry I have the right to be angry, but that doesn't give me the right to be cruel.
            I've learned that just because someone doesn't love you the way you want them to doesn't mean they don't love you with all they have.
            I've learned that no matter how much I care, some people just don't care back.
            I've learned that maturity has more to do with what types of experiences you've had and what you've learned from them and less to do with how many birthdays you've celebrated.
            I've learned that you should never tell a child her dreams are unlikely or outlandish. Few things are more humiliating, and what a tragedy it would be if she believed it.
            I've learned that your family won't always be there for you. It may seem funny, but people you aren't related to can take care of you and love you and teach you to trust people again. Families aren't biological.
            I've learned that no matter how good a friend someone is, they're going to hurt you every once in a while and you must forgive them for that.
            I've learned that it isn't always enough to be forgiven by others. Sometimes you have to learn to forgive yourself.
            I've learned that no matter how bad your heart is broken the world doesn't stop for your grief.
            I've learned that our background and circumstances may have influenced who we are, but we are responsible for who we become.
            I've learned that just because two people argue, it doesn't mean they don't love each other. And just because they don't argue, it doesn't mean they do.
            I've learned that sometimes you have to put the individual ahead of their actions.
            I've learned that it takes years to build up trust, and only seconds to destroy it.
            I've learned that you shouldn't be so eager to find out a secret. It could change your life forever.
            I've learned that it's not what you have in your life, but who you have in your life that counts.
            I've learned that two people can look at the exact same thing and see something totally different.
            I've learned that you cannot make someone love you. All you can do is be someone who can be loved. The rest is up to them.
            I've learned that no matter how you try to protect your children, they wll eventually get hurt and you will hurt in the process.
            I've learned that there are many ways of falling and staying in love. I've learned that no matter the consequences, those who are honest with themselves, get farther in life.
            I've learned that many things can be powered by the mind, the trick is self-control.
            I've learned that no matter how many friends you have, if you are their pillar, you will feel lonely and lost at the times you need them most.
            I've learned that your life can be changed in a matter of hours by people who don't even know you.
            I've learned that even when you think you have no more to give, when a friend cries out to you, you will find the strength to help.
            I've learned that writing, as well as talking, can ease emotional pains.
            I've learned that the paradigm we live in is not all that is offered to us.
            I've learned that credentials on the wall do not make you a decent human being.
            I've learned that the people you care most about in life are taken from you too soon.
            I've learned that although the word "love" can have many different meaning, it loses value when overly used.
            I've learned that it's hard to determine where to draw the line between being nice and not hurting people's feelings and standing up for what you believe.
            —Author unknown

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