WILDBIRD
My life is a tree,
yokefellows of the earth.
Pledged by roots
to deep for rememberance,
to stand hard against the storm,
to fill my place.
High in the branches of my green tree,
is a wildbird singing.
Windfree are the wings of my bird,
she has built no mortal nest.
Author, Unknown.
Friendship
True friendship is measured by
the love you give, not by the
love you recieve. I measure
my worth by the Friendship
I have given, For the gift
of Love is the richest gift.
of all. I give you Love.
Author,
Ceceilia Robinson
If life is a stream, who will never get wet
for fear of the water.
There are those who will dip in their toes,
and wonder what they have missed.
Some will wade in up to their waist,
and say they have lived.
And then there is me,
I can never get wet enough.
Author,
Ceceilia Robinson
Cry for our future,
for our past is set in the winds.
Our childrens children,
are paying for our sins.
Author,
Ceceilia Robinson
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