Go Forth...

Right now, I feel the need to encourage myself. Sometimes, when I feel this way, I open up a book or any kind of reading material that will give me words of upliftment and joy. And this one I just found.

Go Forth and Prosper

These are the moments...

Be the victor, not the victim.

Smile! It confuses people!

Chocolate solves everything!

Listen to what your heart is saying.

You mean the world to someone, ME!

Some things are only felt with the heart.

A smile is a curve that sets things straight.

Some pursue happiness, others create it.

Imagination is the soul within...

- La Tourelle

True Love

It's poem time once again. I will leave you to go to work today with this one.

True Love
by: John Glare

True love is a sacred flame
That burns eternally,
And none can dim its special glow
Or change its destiny.
True love speaks in tender tones
And hears with gentle ear,
True love gives with open heart
And true love conquers fear.
True love makes no harsh demands
It neither rules nor binds,
And true love holds with gentle hands
The hearts that it entwines.
Love Lives

The Fabric of Your Life

It's poem time again. I would like to share this one which I have found from one of my books that I sometimes read for relaxation.

The Fabric of Your Life
from Linda Zimmerman


The fabric of your life is what
Makes you what you are
Some people leave a mark
Some leave a scar.
Parents who love you
Day by day and guide
Your steps along the way.
Grandparents who love you for who you are,
Whether they live near or very far.
With brothers and sisters, you share so much.
Love and arguments are part of growing up.
Uncles and aunts, neighbors and friends,
Preachers and teachers, employers, too,
All have a part In making you, "you".
More important than all of these,
Is the one who you can call whenever you please,
Whether standing tall or down on your knees.
Out on your own, away from home,
He's closer than Mom on the phone.
His plans have been in place
Before anyone looked upon your face.
Let God guide you through each day.
He will weave a beautiful tapestry
Out of the fabrics of your life
And that tapestry is You!

Best In Many Friends

I received this from a co-worker and I was so touched. For the past three years, I have worked in the same company and have gained many friends. I didn't force myself to be like them but instead stood my ground and just be myself. I know, people come and go including I and also people change so I just take my time and enjoy the moment with them. I do value their friendship and hopefully it'll stay that way as long as I live.

When I was little,
I used to believe in the concept of one best friend,
and then I started to become a woman.
And then I found out that if you allow your heart to open up,
God would show you the best in many friends.

One friend is needed when you're going through things with your man.
Another friend is needed when you're going through things with your mom.
Another when you want to shop, share, heal, hurt, joke, or just be.
One friend will say, "Let's cry together,"
another, "Let's fight together,"
another, "Let's walk away together."

One friend will meet your spiritual need,
another, your shoe fetish,
another, your love for movies,
another will be with you in your season of confusion,
another will be your clarifier,
another, the wind beneath your wings.

But whatever their assignment in your life,
on whatever the occasion,
on whatever the day,
or wherever you need them to meet you with their gym shoes on and hair pulled back,
or to hold you back from making a complete fool of yourself ..
those are your best friends.

It may all be wrapped up in one woman,
but for many, it's wrapped up in several...
one from 7th grade,
one from high school,
several from the college years,
a couple from old jobs,
on some days your mother,
on some days your neighbor,
on others, your sisters,
and on some days, your daughters.

Happy Mother's Day!!!

For this year, I didn't do anything for my Mom or buy her anything except texted her. I miss my mom sooo much! For three years now, I haven't hugged and hold her because we are thousands of miles apart. Love you mom!
To all mothers especially my blogger friends, this poem is for you.

A pillar of strength, the pure meaning of Love
A Divine gift from the Lord up above
As gentle as rain on the petals of a rose
She'll kiss away fears and hug away woes
A doctor when tending a cold or a scrap
A chef when making cookies or frosting a cake
A tailor, a chauffeur, a fairy godmother at times
But never to busy for a child's nursery rhymes
A source of wisdom that comes from inside
A manager, a bookkeeper and a private tour guide
The one that knows just what to say
When a child is having a difficult day
The maker of dreams and the setter of goals
As a pile of laundry she sits and folds
When strange noises go bump in the night
It's her loving hand that turns on the light
All things to family she feels she must be
Although her family may not see
In our Lord's kingdom the one that will fare
Is the one we call Mother, No other compare!

-Barbara K. Cox

Annabelle Lee

Who hasn't read this famous poem by Edgar Allan Poe? I still remember when I was memorizing and internalizing this poem in high school long time ago. It didn't made much impact before but now as I've read it again, I appreciate it more. I actually felt sad by the ending of the story.

ANNABELLE LEE

Author: Edgar Allan Poe

It was many and many a year ago,
In a kingdom by the sea,
That a maiden there lived whom you may know
By the name of Annabel Lee;
And this maiden she lived with no other thought
Than to love and be loved by me.

I was a child and she was a child,
In this kingdom by the sea;
But we loved with a love that was more than love -
I and my Annabel Lee;
With a love that the winged seraphs of heaven
Coveted her and me.
And this was the reason that, long ago,
In this kingdom by the sea,
A wind blew out of a cloud, chilling
My beautiful Annabel Lee;
So that her highborn kinsman came
And bore her away from me,
To shut her up in a sepulcher
In this kingdom by the sea.
The angels, not half so happy in heaven,
Went envying her and me
Yes! that was the reason
(as all men know, In this kingdom by the sea)
That the wind came out of the cloud by night,
Chilling and killing my Annabel Lee.

But our love was stronger by far than the love
Of those who were older than we
Of many far wiser than we
And neither the angels in heaven above,
Nor the demons down under the sea,
Can ever dissever my soul from the soul
Of the beautiful Annabel Lee.
For the moon never beams without bringing me dreams
Of the beautiful Annabel Lee;
And the stars never rise but I feel the bright eyes
Of the beautiful Annabel Lee;
And so, all the night-tide, I lie down by the side
Of my darling, my darling, my life and my bride,
In the sepulcher there by the sea,
In her tomb by the sounding sea.