A soldier lad lay dreaming,
Near a battlefield one day,
In his mind he was scheming,
How to win victory.
He heard his captain calling,
"Rise and fire rapidly",
Then he began bawling,
"Yes Sir, right away".
......
If you can keep your head when all about you
Are losing theirs and blaming it on you;
If you can trust yourself when all men doubt you,
But make allowance for their doubting too:
If you can wait and not be tired by waiting,
Or, being lied about, don't deal in lies,
Or being hated don't give way to hating,
And yet don't look too good, nor talk too wise;
If you can dream- -and not make dreams your master;
......
Let America be America again.
Let it be the dream it used to be.
Let it be the pioneer on the plain
Seeking a home where he himself is free.
(America never was America to me.)
Let America be the dream the dreamers dreamed--
Let it be that great strong land of love
Where never kings connive nor tyrants scheme
......
Sandra Hall was a college student, like experience gained from learning,
Living in the house of her parents; with love like red, fall leaves returning.
Sandra was in her final year of school, and she had a network of friends,
Like the grape, starry nights of luxury, that pink, velvet moon portends.
Other family didn't live very far, in warm days of color and forget me nots,
Often playing with their frisky feline, against summer's mosaic backdrop.
She and her fellow classmates had thesises, on many different life topics.
......
Bowed by the weight of centuries he leans
Upon his hoe and gazes on the ground,
The emptiness of ages in his face,
And on his back the burden of the world.
Who made him dead to rapture and despair,
A thing that grieves not and that never hopes,
Stolid and stunned, a brother to the ox?
Who loosened and let down this brutal jaw?
Whose was the hand that slanted back this brow?
Whose breath blew out the light within this brain?
......
Sandra Hall was a college student, like experience gained from learning,
Living in the house of her parents; with love like red, fall leaves returning.
Sandra was in her final year of school, and she had a network of friends,
Like the grape, starry nights of luxury, that pink, velvet moon portends.
Other family didn't live very far, in warm days of color and forget me nots,
Often playing with their frisky feline, against summer's mosaic backdrop.
She and her fellow classmates had thesises, on many different life topics.
......
I dream a dream
With my Father
That had made me
In his image
He gave me
Grey hair and brown eyes
Every body tells me that I am a
Young handsome men
Who has grey hair
Yes I am wear that people
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I woke up one day to a love so deep.
A hopeless lust that chases my sleep.
Since that dawn, I've drifted in sorrow.
A heart full of dreams with no hope for tomorrow. .
When we meet, my breath goes still.
A tide of feelings againts my will.
I fight the tide, but gosh, the swell.
Your laugh rings like a distant bell.
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Though little Suzie was wild about horses, she was too young to ride,
At just five golden years old. Like summer faded, where nature sighed.
Playful Suzie longed to visit Banbury Cross, a place she had not been.
Her older siblings told exciting tales of it, like spring, alive with green!
For Little Suzie's birthday, her parents had given her a rocking horse;
And it was a prized possession, which she played with daily, of course.
As today came closer to someday, she'd visit countless places far away.
......
I saw you in a sunflower patch, light dancing off of your face. your smile and the sunshine were almost more than my eyes could take.
I saw you in a garden, birds sang above your head, and you laughed, as a butterfly landed on your outstretched hand-two creatures of beauty together for a moment in time.
I saw you in an open field, underneath the stars. time stood still, and we danced, as the moon illuminated us for all to see. you looked at me and I looked at you, two souls melted together and the world meant nothing.
I saw you by the ocean,waves crashed over your bare feet. I was in love with the world through your eyes, and you ran, as sand splashed up onto your legs. I saw you running straight to me.