Thursday, January 31, 2008

MORE THEN A FRIEND

Roses that glooms
Light that shines
Bliss You bring show
That you are more than a friend


My eye has seen for real
A splendid queen like you
Your hair is dark like coal
Your love is your goal


The ray in your eyes show
She is more than a friend
The sun will worship
The moon will adore


The star twinkle to celebrate
Even your marvelous smile show
That you are more than a friend
Comely birds sing for praise


Tender wind convey your message
Mountain water fall portray your beauty
Even felicity of today shows
You are more than a friend

©2007 EDOSO EJIRO

Thursday, January 24, 2008

A Friend Most True

© Wendy Hinson
I need to know if you’re my true friend,
will you be by my side until the end?
Can I tell you my secrets deep,
and trust them in your heart you’ll keep?
We are neither of us without our flaws,
can you accept mine as I will yours?
I’ll be a shoulder to cry on when you’re blue,
will you be there for me when I need you?
No matter how busy I will make time for you,
if you are busy will you make time for me too?
I will take your hand and comfort your tears,
will you hold me and soothe my fears?
I will give you joy and many warm smiles,
can we share that even across many miles?
I will not forget what’s important to you,
will you remember what’s important to me too?
With you my most favourite things I’ll share,
If only I know do you truly care?
If you can accept me as I do you,
then I will know you are a friend most true.

Wednesday, January 23, 2008

Life...............................

Bertrand Russell:
Three passions have governed my life: The longings for love, the search for knowledge, And unbearable pity for the suffering of [humankind].
Love brings ecstasy and relieves loneliness. In the union of love I have seen In a mystic miniature the prefiguring vision Of the heavens that saints and poets have imagined.
With equal passion I have sought knowledge. I have wished to understand the hearts of [people]. I have wished to know why the stars shine.
Love and knowledge led upwards to the heavens, But always pity brought me back to earth; Cries of pain reverberated in my heart Of children in famine, of victims tortured And of old people left helpless. I long to alleviate the evil, but I cannot, And I too suffer.
This has been my life; I found it worth living