I have so many things to see and do.
Don't tie yourself to me with tears.
Be happy that we had so many years.
I gave you love.
You can only guess how much that
You gave me in happiness.
I thank you for your love you each have shown.
But it is time I travel alone.
So grieve a while for me, grieve you must;
Then let your grief be comfort by trust.
It's only for a little while we must part.
So bless the memories within your heart.
I won't be far away, for life goes on.
So if you need me, call and I'll come.
Though you can't see or touch me, I'll be near.
If you listen with your heart, you'll hear
All my love around you soft and clear.
And then when you must come this way alone,
I will greet you with a smile and a
Tears are delightful expressions
Of happiness, sorrow, and love,
Made to release deep emotions,
A special gift sent from above.
When seeing sweet thoughts of a loved one
Midst memories of days of old,
A tear finds a cheek in the moonlight
As thoughts reach deep in the soul.
In moments of anger, frustrations and grief,
When happy thoughts flee like a thief,
Running away with our hopes and our cares,
A tear brings welcome relief.
If unwanted sorrow consumes us
And life seems so hard to bear,
With time a soul is healed,
Restored with the help of a tear.
Sun and beauty bring health to the soul
Through all of the days of our lives,
Deepest feelings of thanks are expressed
Through tears which appear in our eyes.
Be grateful for tears for their presence
Restores our most glorious thoughts
Of laughter, compassion and loving,
The most precious gifts of all.
Jack Larsen, Plover, Wisconsin
and we are sure that the song has ended,
When our day seems over and the shadows fall
and the darkness of night has descended,
Where can we go to find the strength
to valiantly keep on trying?
Where can we find the hand that will dry
the tears that the heart is crying?
There's but one place to go and that is to God,
and dropping all pretense and pride,
We can pour out our problems without restraint
and gain strength with Him at our side.
And together we stand at life's crossroads
and view what we think is the end.
But God has a much bigger vision,
and He tells us it's only a bend,
For the road goes on and is smoother,
and the pause in the song is a rest,
And the part that's unsung and unfinished
is the sweetest and richest and best.
So rest and relax and grow stronger
let go and let God share your load.
Your work is not finished or ended
you've just come to a bend in the road.
Helen Steiner Rice
His Grandfather would be so proud.
Swift weaving the web of our days;
In and out fly fast speeding moments
Thro' the warp and the wool of earth's maze.
At times all the colors seem sombre,
Again there are dashes of bright;
Anon all life's threads knot and tangle,
And only defects meet our sight,
Full often we stand and in wonder
We gaze at the unveiling loom,
Which hides the design of the fabric
Until we have reached the dark tomb.
Only this do we know that the groundwork,
Thro' which the bright colors are twined,
Is woven of charity's fibers,
Which serve the threads closely to bind.
And when the last thread has been broken,
And the loom is forever at rest,
We shall see that our life's great Designer,
Knew what for His children was best.
on a work we're proud to show?
When placing our last signature
will satisfaction glow?
An outer coat of glory
cannot hide an inner lie;
a gilded frame on sloppy strokes
won't fool the viewer's eye.
Concern for others is revealed
in colors that we choose:
for love reflects in tender shades,
our care in wistful hues.
Some dawdle at their palettes
thinking time is theirs to waste,
but clever angles can't conceal
the lines we draw in haste.
Each entry is required,
not a choice or random chance;
how sad if our submission
never rates a second glance.
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