My heart is overwhelmed by all the
sickness and hurt and pain in the
world. I feel a tremendous need
inside of me to heal .. to help ..in
some small way..Yes, I wish I could
hug the world..but its beyond my
power.
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In my own corner of the world
The clock ticks on and on
I wonder of the wasted hours
That are so quickly gone
The moments that are lost to us
That will never come again
The days we sit and wonder of
What might of been
In my own corner of the world
Darkness starts to fall
My nieghbor is sick in bed
But no time to call
Another moment lost that
I can never retrieve
While the clock ticks on
With no reprieve
In my own corner of the world
Sadness calls to me
So many people are in pain
So many lonely
I wish I could hug the world
Make it a much better place
But time keeps moving on
And I can't win the race...
I used to feel this way Linda and it caused me more pain, beacuase somehow I thought I could wish and think it all into being well again. And then I decided a good deed here and there, a kind word here and there was all it took....
A beautiful poem, Linda, and you haven't lost the race because your loving heart will give wings to your heels as you race with tomorrow toward the good of others.
Wonderfully symbollic photograph! Your words touch my heart, the helplessness that seems to take over is such a deep hurt. If only the world could heal....
...perhaps one by one...we link hands...in a never ending wish to someday...complete a circle...within all corners of the world.
wonderful thoughts and wishes penned Linda...
John
No one should be sad for haven't the capacity to help beyond the own power reach, and corners are for outside dust to accumulate until mother come and takes it away.
Welcome back! ! !
Georg
Reviewed by Andy Turner (Reader)
Reviewed on March 21, 2008
No need to try and save the whole world, just by spending time with one person is PDG, and if we all would do that, a great change would come in to being.
You've hugged them with your words. What a wonderful poem. Your little corner will get awful crowded with poems like this my friend. Love, Bonnie Thanks for the prayer it means a lot.
A beautiful write and one to be proud of. We may not be able to ever do all that we would surely like to do but...we can do small miracles one kind task at a time. Great to see you on the board again.
Hugs
Fee
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Profound and sublime thoughts flow through the magnificent lines of
"In My Own Little Corner". An isnpiring composition; a scented poetic flower.
In admiration,
Andre Emmanuel Bendavi ben-YEHU
You might not know it but you already made a difference sharing your beautiful words!!
HAPPY EASTER TO YOU ! !
Love Tinka
Happy Easter to you and yours! God bless you, Linda!
(((HUGS))) and much love, your friend in Tx., Karen Lynn. :(
jdr
Newfie Hugs, Rose
with love
Ron
Be always safe,
Karen
wonderful thoughts and wishes penned Linda...
John
Welcome back! ! !
Georg
Hugs
Fee