Friends Battle Cry

Friends Battle Cry 

Oh to be able to sail right through life  

To be able to soar high 

Like a dove high in the sky 

Oh what a life !

Oh For life to be full of sparkle and twinkles,

Never getting old with creases and wrinkles,

Oh what a life ! 

Oh how to play without soreness and pain,

Fall down and get up again and again, 

Oh what a life ! 

Oh how to have friends who are there, 

Who love you and show that they care, 

Oh ....now that is life ! 

With friends in our life 

We will soar high 

Reach the stars in the sky 

They are our twinkles 

Caressing our wrinkles 

They will soothe our pains 

Help us up again and again,

A Band of friends. 

Is a love that never ends 

  

Meet Ali Ali is a little 5 year old  girl who has FOP a genetic conditions which effects 1 in 2 million people find out more about FOP and join Ali's Army here Ali's Army

Running Out Of Time

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Running Out Of Time 

Picture by Bonnie

Running Out Of Time 

Tick, tock, tick, tock, 
Time is running out 
Its a race against the clock 
Tick...Tock
Tick, tock, tick, tock, 

Blood is been filtered, 

Dialysis still leaves me feeling crock, 

Tick...... tock 

Tick, tock, tick, tock,

Lungs scream for air, 

Scarred, ruined, unable to repair. 

Tick......... tock 

Tick,  tock, tick tock,
Heart is slowly beating, 
Until its final stop, 
Tick.............. ........Tock 
Tick ,tock ,tick, tock,
People can be saved ,
The situation is grave, 
Tick... tock 
Tick ,tock, tick, tock
Time is running out, 
Its a race against the clock, 
Tick, tock ,tick,tock 
Tick, tock, tick, tock ,
Tick ,tock
Tick,
Tock,


   STOP !

A Chance At Life

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A Chance At Life 

I sat with tubes of red coming in and out of veins 

A ritual to endure, if in life I was to remain,

A life of weakness and lethargy,

Conversing with others almost like a zombie.

Thanking god for advances in technology 

He lay only alive because of machines, 

Bloods and tissues positively  matched and screened.

One family mourns, cries and grieves,

One family smiles relieved at the reprieve. 

Thanking god for advances in technology

The donor may be gone from earthly plains 

Thou he and his brave family have allowed me to remain

For both families he is in our hearts 

He has let my life happily restart

Thank god for his  ideology 

Thank You !

My Little Soldier

When Children are very sick parents try and blame themselves and  sometimes feel immense and overwhelming guilt and all though they know they are not to blame they continue to do so. Hope and acceptance of an illness is sometimes the only way to get through it sometimes with really positive outcomes !   

My Little Soldier

I look at him 

His perfect ivory skin 

Peaceful in his drug induced sleep 

I know within 

War rages,one he must win !

I look at him 

His perfect potential life 

Peaceful innocence of his internal strife. 

I know within 

I'd die to save him ,my kin !

I look at him 

My perfect child 

Peaceful yet I'm forever riled, 

I feel within,

He's paying for my sin! 

I look at him 

My perfect babe, 

I search my heart and soul, 

Dissecting my life whole 

I feel no shame, 

Yet he's still in pain 

I look at him 

My perfect son, 

I promise him all, till 

This war is won 

For I know within 

Together 

We'll conquer and win! 

  Bluebell Books Poetry Short Story Sam

Where The Heart Is

This poem was written by Linda Rhinehart  Neas who was inspired to write after seeing the suffering of children suffering from HIV and aids and their grandmothers known as Gogos  who care for them In Swaziland ,She was so inspired it became a book whose profits go to help in education and health care.The book sits proudly in Nelson Mandela Personal Library.  

Where the Heart Is

 How is it

            that simply

                        by looking at

pictures

          taken by others,

pictures

           of strangers

                        never to be met,

pictures

           of rolling hills

           of lush, grassy plains

           of shining eyes

                        that look into your soul

from the faces of children

                        you could hold all day

in spite of the heat

                        of the African sun…

How is it

            that your heart

                               finds a connection

that you never

                    knew existed

until you

              looked at

pictures,

            falling

                   unquestioningly

                                    in love?

©2009 Linda M. Rhinehart Neas

Gogo's Dream: Swaziland DiscoveredPlease help the orphans of HIV/AIDS in Swaziland...

All Profit from Book Sales go to : Possible Dreams International  

The Constant

The Constant 

A Poem By Randy Sturridge 

A child of ten with high hopes and large dreams,
Has nothing but love for all, it so seems,
A child of twelve just wants to be alone
Independence and distance he wants when hes home,
A child of 15 plays lacrosse with his friends
Off to meet a girl for which he thinks the world,
A man of 17 is applying for college
Enthusiastic with all of his knowledge,
A man of 19 gets dropped off  for the last time
At college alone, the child inside cries.
He will be fine, he will be strong,
I saw in his face that he still needed his mom !

Chidi Okoye

Read More Of Randys Poetry at :The Mind Canvas  

Echoes

I believe things good and bad that happen within our childhood can affect how we are as adults and how we inter react with others.  

ECHOES 

The echoes from past times

Of mental and physical crimes,

Haunt the chains I have made

Since my childhood was betrayed,

Echoes interrupt my being,

Constantly in my head,

Like a film i'm seeing,

Played and replayed,

Always bubbling away

Waiting to invade.

Echoes beat in my heart,

Drowning the love you give me, 

Unless I rewrite my history, 

The echoes of the past 

Will destroy us

Shatter us like glass !

Picture by Zane Lewis

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