RoseA little garden of roses there were,and two men were among them.The first man exclaimed,"All of these roses are so beautiful!"So he took as many as he couldand placed them around his home.Each day he would pick one rose and exclaim,"Oh! What a beautiful rose you are!"And the rose would be happy.And the next day, the man would go to another rose,and he would exclaim,"Oh! What a beautiful rose you are!"And that rose would be happy.But the first rose would feel sad,because she knew now that the man felt the same way torwards heras he did every other rose.The second man in the garden looked around.He studied each rose.He smelled each rose.He compared each rose.One day he finally exclaimed,"All of these roses are so beautiful!But if I picked one rose,perhaps, over time,this one rose would become as beautiful to meas all of these roses put together."And so he took home a single rose."Rose,"the second man would say,"what a beautiful rose you
Little WaysI'd like to use myself to changeThe world in little ways.I'd like to use my heart to say"I love you", everyday.I know that many think I'm small,and even immature.I know that I've a ways to goBefore I'm good for sure.But...It doesn't matter how I look,Or what the world may say,I'll stretch these arms as wide I canAnd change the world today.I'll pour my heart to empty onesAnd fill them up again.I know that God is with me andHe's holding tight my hand,He holds me close,He whispers in my ears,"Thank you, darling daughter,Now my children smile once more,And I could never say thisOnce too many-I love you, love you, love you."
The Pirate's LifeThe sun beats downOn the open seaOh, the open sea,The open sea.It shines and ripplesBright blue gemsAs in my mind, I see.Gliding, flying sea-wingsOur boundaries are but not.The endless skyThe endless sky,Oh the endless sky.To seek are we some treasureFor this is what we do,The salty ocean breeze like spiceSo sweet and welcomeOn my tongue;This is the pirates life.
Mr. Green CheeseMr. CheeseIs green, if you pleaseFrom staying outAll night.He never thoughtThat he would rot -Hes just a piece of cheese,Geez laweez.So now hes all but known,All alone.All aloneLeftTo moan.
God of EarthA thousand words could never speakThe glory of your grace,A thousand smiles could not compareThe beauty of your face.Your warmth is like the summer sunUpon my reddened cheeks,Your touch is like the crystal watersTrickling through a creek.Your voice is sung through lovebirdsWhere April blossoms grow,Your heartbeat is the ocean wavesUpon the pounding shore.You dance to the rhythm of the aged stars,The chorus of the night;While all the world celestial, sleep,You dance along the moonlight.I feel you in the air I breathe,Fresh and cool and crisp and sweet.A river of love flow through these veinsYour life in mine,My life in yours,The sky of endless joy is ours.
Who I AmThese words I say aren't written in a book.The things I do for youWhy do you always overlook?Search past my nervousness and hesitationBeing open they never taught as education.You look at me but do you really see?You think you know but that's not really me.Give me time to show you,Just a little bit of time to show youWho I am.I'm reaching out to you,But you stand so far awayOr is it that I'm holding back,Still clung to yesterday?Please don't walk away,I'll love you forever and a day.Please stay,Don't walk away.You look at me but do you really see?You think you know but that's not really me.Give me time to show you,Just a little bit of time to show youWho I am.
Seeker's QuestI seek upon the starry windThe answer to my plea.Mine eyes have searched the road aheadWhere storm clouds hide the sea -A sea upon which wishes sailAs pirates living free.A beating heart stays ever hollowSearching for the truth,The north star to my quest in lifeBefore this end of youth.Will I not find the answer thatThe words of man make blind?I seek to grow an oak treeFrom the seedling of my mind
Where is the rain thatQuenches thirst,The sun that gives me hope?The soil in my heart to rest,From heaven, hale rope?A blinding scarf of darknessCloaks the empty years.Break through with strength -See the light which comes.Stay the stars above me brightSo that someday I should see,The beauty and the life of thoseThat truly live because of He.