Gratitude is Seeing the Miracle in Every Moment.

Saturday, August 31, 2013

Remember When

Those lazy days of summer;
Nights we spent together.
Sharing our secrets and dreams;
I promised to be there when yours were out of reach.
Can you remember?
Remember a time when our minds
solved our problems, and our love led the way.

Remember when,
we were young and free; you and me.
Our only fear was the the coming years.
Lying in fields of flowers- wishing on stars.
Living for each moment.
Remember when?

Looking back now I can see
all the joy you brought to me.
Walking by my side through life;
you were there in happiness and strife.
Can you remember?
Remember those precious moments;
the laughter, the friendship.

Remember when,
we were young and free; you and me.
Our only fear was the coming years.
Lying in fields of flowers- wishing on stars.
Living for each moment.
Remember when?

Like A Child

(Written Just Before My 18th Birthday)

The time is near, to go our own ways.
We must hide the fears; no more will we play.
Are we ready to leave?
What do we believe?
Its one thing to grow old,
but must we do it alone?

I'm like a child, stepping into the unknown.
This world of the old- so full of scorn.
I just wanna go back.
Is that too much to ask?

Life was free of care; living for each moment.
Secrets and promises shared. Thus were days spent.
Can I wish upon a star?
Is Neverland really that far?
Being young is all I want.
Why is this wish so hard to grant?

I'm like a child, stepping into the unknown.
This world of the old- so full of scorn.
I just wanna go back.
Is that too much to ask?

What I see ahead; I wish i weren't here.
Growing old is a dread- my hidden fear.
Will I no longer be able?
My health be unstable?
I don't want the trials or responsibilities.
Where is joy in no friends or loved ones near me?

I'm like a child, stepping into the unknown.
This world of the old- so full of scorn.
I just wanna go back.
Is that too much to ask?

A Singer's Prayer

So many questions that need answers,
but where to I begin?
My heart yearns for solace.
Yet I'm unsure how to ask you
for the gift I want most.

Lord, can you hear me?
I just want one thing.
Bless me dear Father,
I ask to sing.

Is this too much to ask?
Lord, is it possible? Tell me you'll make it work.
Will i make it if I try?
I long to touch the lives of others here
through the song I long to be mine.

Lord, can you hear me?
I just want one thing.
Bless me dear Father,
I ask to sing.

Lord, can you hear me?

I ask, to sing.

That's My Life

My life ain't easy. My life ain't grand.
Things aren't always placed in the palm of my hand.
My life ain't perfect, My life ain't the best.
Now, let me tell you 'bout my hardest test.

I live life from day to day;
I'm always just one step away.
Never seem to find my place;
Got daily trials to face.

That's my life- Oh yeah, it's hard.
I'll keep trying- 'Cuz that's my life.

My life ain't sweet. My life ain't smooth.
Always gonna be days when I'm bound to lose.
My life ain't wonderful. My life ain't a breeze.
Now listen, and understand, please.

My life is hard. My life is tough.
But I know I'll make it through when the road is rough.
'Cuz I ain't doin it alone. Yeah, my life is guided daily;
God above watch over me
and bring me home to Thee.

That's my life- Oh yea, its hard.
I'll keep trying- 'Cuz that's my life.

Days Gone By


Looking out at an orange sky
I think back to days gone by.
There was me and you- time sure flew.
If I could turn back the days of our past
would laughter be upon my face,
or tears instead in laughter's place?
Oh, those days gone by.

Through it all we went for each other-
side by side in life together.
And when hard times threatened my faith,
by my side you were each step of the way.

Now I gaze upon a darkened horizon,
making wishes upon the night's stars.
My only wish, I cannot lie;
I wish for those days gone by.
Oh, those days gone by.

A Million Dreams to Go

As a young girl, my great desire and dream was to one day be a singer/songwriter. Since those early, naive days of my youth, I've come to learn that there will be many dreams that will not come true. That's simply the harsh reality of this mortal existence. But there are still a million dreams to go.

In that light, it would be unfair if I didn't share this gift of poetic lyrics with my readers. For all we know, those simply could have been dreams that haven't come true yet. Therefore, after careful thought and consideration... and maybe eve a little inspiration from a friend who also shares his poems and thoughts online, I will press forward with this small dream. Though nothing may come of it, I know someone could be touched.

To check out my friend's blog of inspiration, go to: FEEGLINS by Fotu Taeoalii athttp://taeoalii.blogspot.com/