These are poems that Heather posted in the room for us. She composed some of them, unfortunately I do not know which ones they are.
Situations sometimes have a way, of seeming
impossible, but things have a way of working out. If only you can keep believing.
Believing in your dreams, in what you really
want, and not settling for anything less, than
what you know is right for you.
Believing in your strengths, in the faith of your
convictions, in the courage to go on. Even
when it would be so much easier to quit.
Believing in life, in how much is has to offer,
in how much you have to give, and in how much it can be everything you want it to be.
If only you keep believing.
Living in time, and feeling every moment, do I walk into tomorrow, and never look behind. In a perfect world everyone's dreams would all come true.
How will it all unfold?
I wish I knew.
Looking all the way, a mystery unravels, trying to see the reflections of golden blue, will the true story ever be told?
I wish I knew
As I try to learn the answers, and I stumble along the way, I am powered by the love in my heart, by the thoughts in my mind, by the dreams I dream each day.
It hasn't always been easy, but I have to believe I'll make it through.
What will the future hold, I wonder what will the future hold? How will it all unfold?
I wish I knew.
The little girl she said to me, what are these things that I can see each night when I come home from school, when mama calls me in for tea.
Oh every night a baby dies, and every night a mama cries. What makes those men do what they do, to make a person black and blue?
Grandpa says they're happy now. They sit with God in paradise with angel wings and still somehow it makes me feel like ice.
Tell me there's a heaven, tell me that it's true. Tell me there's a reason why I'm seeing what I do. Tell me that they're happy now Papa, tell me that it's so. So do I tell her that it's true, that there's a place for me and you?
Where hungry children smile and say, we wouldn't have no other way. That every painful crack of bones is a step along the way. Every wrong done is a game plan to that great and joyful day.
And I'm looking at the father and the son, and I'm looking at the mother and the daughter. And I'm watching them in tears of pain, and I'm watching them suffer. Don't tell that little girl, tell me.
Tell me that it's true.
Tell me there's a reason why I'm seeing what I do.
Tell me there's a heaven where all those people go.
Tell me that they're happy now Papa, tell me that it's so.
I wish for you comfort on difficult days
Smiles when sadness intrudes
Rainbows to follow the clouds
Laughter to kiss your lips
Sunsets to warm your heart
Gentle hugs when spirits sag
Friendship to brighten your being
Beauty for your eyes to see
Confidence for when you doubt
Faith so that you can believe
Courage to know yourself
Patience to accept the truth
And love to complete your life