January 14th, 2008 by Linda Jenkinson
- Be careful what you wish for
- For it could soon be yours
- And once you have it in your hand
- You may not want it anymore.
- Be careful what you dream of
- For dreams come true
- And when you wish upon a star,
- That star may fall on you.
- Be careful of putting
- All your hope within your heart
- For hearts can shatter easily
- When dreams fall apart
- Be careful what you wish for
- Think twice before you do.
- For you may find that life is best
- When wishes don’t come true.
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December 9th, 2007 by Linda Jenkinson
- You and I have the same guiding star,
- That pulls us together wherever we are.
- When the winds of life scheme to force us apart,
- Their plans are foiled from the very start.
- For you and I have the same guiding star.
- What is this power that keeps you so dear
- Whether we’re distant or whether we’re near?
- I thought it was love, but it’s stronger than love.
- The light that guides us shines from one star above.
- Yes, you and I have the same guiding star.
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November 21st, 2007 by Linda Jenkinson
- The morning mist has cleared.
- The clouds have left the sky.
- Its time to wake - begin the day,
- Before it’s just another day
- Gone by the way of many days,
- Another day gone by.
- All I want to say to you,
- All that I believe is true,
- My heart is full,
- My mind is blank
- So I take this time to thank,
- Thank-you just for being here.
- Thank-you love, for staying near
- For putting up with all my ills
- From temper fits to coffee spills.
- For being the balm that soothes the pain,
- The inner pain that puts a strain
- And tries to cloud each day with mist.
- Thank-you my love for all of this
- And more, oh so much more that I could say
- But I will save it, if I may.
- The morning mist has cleared.
- The clouds have left the sky.
- Its time to wake - begin the day,
- Lest it becomes another day
- Gone by the way of many days
- Another day gone by.
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October 9th, 2007 by Linda Jenkinson
- Until the day I heard your call,
- An unborn lived within these walls
- Of blood and flesh and bone.
- My self responded eagerly
- To tools that were right for me.
- Tools you hold within your hands
- That knock down walls
- And put in doors
- To thresholds I’ve not crossed before.
- Vistas once hidden from my eyes,
- A panorama realized.
- My soul is free to soar again.
- My fear was just a growing pain
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September 26th, 2007 by Linda Jenkinson
- When the full moon smiles down on me,
- Don’t tell me it’s just a bunch of craters on a lifeless clump of dust.
- Let me have the man in the moon.
- Don’t take away the magic.
- When fireflies zig and zag through the night
- Don’t tell me they are just phosphorescent insects.
- Let me have the stardust.
- Don’t take away the magic.
- When the rainbow stretches gloriously across the storm ravaged sky
- Don’t tell me its colors come from sunlight refracted through moisture
- Let me have the bluebird on the other side
- Don’t take away the magic.
- I know that it’s right to be practical
- But you know it isn’t always practical to be right.
- Let me have the whimsy.
- Don’t take away the magic.
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