oleh Heather Stoop
Because existence can become severe
in one day,
just sense me and I'll be there.
In the minds eye,
I'm not so far away.
If anda hold out your hand,
in the whispers,
I'll become the zephyr.
and besiege you.
If your eye's upon the stars,
in the crystalline darkness,
I'll become the moon.
And the light shall guide you.
If anda rest upon the ground,
in the warmth,
I'll become the grass.
And embrace you.
If anda turn outside,
in the wetness,
I'll become the rain.
An upon your forehead, ciuman you.
If anda free the air,
in the light of day,
I'll become the sun.
And smile for you.
Between the miles-
if anda need me.
If anda need a friend.
Let me be the friend, I want to be.
© Jill Wolf
Whenever we gather together,
The words are not easy to find,
But cinta speaks a common language
When people have ties that bind.
We don't always say what we're feeling
As often as families should;
We don't count our blessings out loud,
But somehow they're understood.
We know that we're thankful for living
With the comfort of each other's care;
We're grateful for memories and stories,
And the jokes that our family shares.
We might leave a promise unspoken,
But we know that we're loyal and true;
We can count on companions through life,
In the sunshine and shadows, too.
We might tampil some special attention
To a stranger, acquaintance, atau guest,
But we never forget in our hearts
About those that we really cinta best.
These blessings can never be counted
Like money atau emas dividends;
They can only be shared as the love
That exists when families are friends.
