Stories
and Inspirational Messages:
I Will Remember You
I will remember you
Will you remember me?
Don't let your life pass you by
Weep not for the memories
Remember the good times that we had?
I let them slip away from us when things got bad
How clearly I first saw you smilin' in the sun
Wanna feel your warmth upon me, I wanna be the one
I will remember you
Will you remember me?
Don't let your life pass you by
Weep not for the memories
I'm so tired but I can't sleep
Standin' on the edge of something much too deep
It's funny how we feel so much but we cannot say a word
We are screaming inside, but we can't be heard
But I will remember you
Will you remember me?
Don't let your life pass you by
Weep not for the memories
I'm so afraid to love you, but more afraid to loose
Clinging to a past that doesn't let me choose
Once there was a darkness, deep and endless night
You gave me everything you had, oh you gave me light
And I will remember you
Will you remember me?
Don't let your life pass you by
Weep not for the memories
And I will remember you
Will you remember me?
Don't let your life pass you by
Weep not for the memories
Weep not for the memories ~ Sarah McLachlan ~
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FREEDOM ISN'T FREE!
I watched the flag
pass by one day,
It fluttered in the
breeze.
A young Marine
saluted it,
And then he stood
at ease.
I looked at him in uniform
So young, so tall,
so proud,
With hair cut
square and eyes alert
He'd stand out in
any crowd.
I thought how many men like him
Had fallen through
the years.
How many died on
foreign soil?
How many mothers'
tears?
How many pilots' planes shot down?
How many died at
sea?
How many foxholes
were soldiers' graves?
No, freedom isn't
free.
I heard the sound of Taps one night,
When everything was
still,
I listened to the
bugler play
And felt a sudden
chill.
I wondered just how many times
That Taps had meant
"Amen,"
When a flag had
draped a coffin
Of a brother or a
friend.
I thought of all the children,
Of the mothers and
the wives,
Of fathers, sons
and husbands
With interrupted
lives.
I thought about a graveyard
At the bottom of
the sea
Of unmarked graves
in Arlington.
No, freedom isn't
free. ~ Author Unknown
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A Fireman's Prayer
When I am
called to duty, God,
Whenever
flames may rage;
Give me
strength to save some life,
Whatever be
its age.
Help me
embrace a little child
Before it is
too late
Or save an
older person
From the
horror of that fate.
Enable me to
be alert
And hear the
weakest shout,
And quickly
and efficiently
To put the
fire out.
I want to
fill my calling
And to give
the best in me
To guard my
every neighbor
And protect
his property.
And if,
according to my fate,
I am to lose
my life,
Please bless
with your protecting
My children
and my wife. - Author Unknown
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The Colors Of Our Nation
Red,
White and
Blue
That is the color of Me and You
All together we stand
Side by side, hand in hand
As the whole nation is in dismay
Together let us all pray
Pray for the ones we have lost
Pray for the friends and families it has cost
Pray for the ones who are still alive today
Pray that all the pain will go away
Red,
White and
Blue
That is the color of Me and You
Let us raise our FLAG into the sky
Together as one let us keep our heads held high
United together as we stand
We will fight for our land
For as together united as one
We will never forget what has been done
We will seek deep in our hearts
Courage, Faith and Love to start
Start to protect our land and loved ones
United together we will see that justice is done
We will fight for all we love
And pray to the good Lord above
Red,
White and
Blue
That is the color of Me and You
All together we stand
Raise our FLAG and reach for a hand
Hold tight, don't let go
For we still have pride to show
God bless us all
And we promise one another we will not fall.
~ Donna Berge
9/13/2001 Copyright 2001 ~
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Sense of Nation
I believe I am flying
With the wings of the angels
That my fathers won
With the force of their prayers.
Since the beginning they fought
With faith and passion
For the freedom of their sons
For the peace and the compassion.
Today my strong wings
Has being hurt with great anger
But my eagle eyes are turn
To my God who is in Heaven
My voice is raising the pray
Of the humble faithful fighter:
"You're coming against me with a sword
But I am coming to you in the name of my Lord."
You can touch my body
But never my heart
Which belongs to the ones
That practice freedom in your behalf.
I am the chain of union
I am the state of life
I am the rock of freedom
I am
America to all mankind.
It's time for union; its time to give love even to our
enemies and show them that our best ally is the God of Mercy!
~ Mags Ortiz ~
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It Might
You never know when someone
Might catch a dream from you.
Or something you say may open up
The windows of a mind that seeks light;
The way you live may not matter at all,
But you never know. It might.
And just in case it could be
That another life, through you,
Might possibly change for the better
With a better and brighter view,
It seems it might be worth a try
At pointing the way to the right;
Of course, it may not matter at all,
But then again, it might!
It might be just the right words for
Someone you care about to hear. ~ Author Unknown
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My Sword The Dove
Never will a day go by
when I will not remember,
that fateful day which changed our lives-
the Eleventh of September.
Never will a moment pass
when my lips won't whisper a prayer,
to God for those left in the wake-
of emptiness and terror.
Never will I take for granted
the precious gift of life,
stripped away one horrific day-
our children, husbands, wives.
Never will I fear those who cast
their evil on our land,
nor will I tremble in their presence-
as my spirit takes a stand.
Never wavering in their midst
I raise my sword of faith-the Dove,
who battles not with weapons-
but with the power of Love.
Never will the moment when
the world cried a storm of tears,
leave my heart, my soul my spirit-
it's forever planted there.
Never will that seed grow into
evil, hate or devastation,
I must water it with Heavenly peace-
for the world and for this nation.
Never will I gaze upon
another sister or brother,
and be blinded to the fact that
we're connected to each other.
Never will acts of hatred
overpower those of Love,
for if they do, I shall not have
my sword, my weapon- the Dove.
May the Sword of the Dove
reach every hand,
spreading its love, faith,
comfort, hope and light to all
who loved, lost and wept.
Beautiful Poetry Copyright ~ Ellen M. DuBois 2002
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Gently With
The Flow
If the sky above seems cloudy,
And you are left out in the rain,
If you are searching for a rainbow,
But the colors bring you pain,
If your world is not revolving,
And there is no end in sight,
If you are looking for the sunshine,
But all you see is night,
If all around are smiling,
But all you can do is frown,
If you are tired of all this living,
When life just brings you down,
Then look beyond your teardrops,
At the wonders of this land,
The beauty of a flower,
Like velvet in your hand.
Feel the air around you,
The smell of new mown hay,
Laughing children in the park,
The innocence there at play,
Imagine floating with a butterfly,
As she flutters between the trees,
Or the whispers of the ocean,
On warm hot summer's breeze,
Think of the taste of candy floss,
As it melts upon your tongue,
Or the melody of morning birds,
As they greet each day with song,
Remember words of beauty,
Told in your mother's embrace,
Feel the gentleness of her touch,
As she softly kissed your face,
Seek the good within you,
Cast the clouds from your sky,
Don't look toward the pavement,
But hold your head up high,
Think not what life owes you,
But of all you have to give,
Forget about tomorrow,
Then you can start to live.
So bless this age you are living in,
With the gifts you can bestow,
Don't disregard the stream of life,
Go gently with the flow. ~ Author
Unknown
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