Touch me, feel me as we slow dance,
With your hands, take me to a trance,
Concentrate on the soft music,
With our steps, let's create magic,
Listen, they are playing our song,
Absorb its warmth, come waltz along,
Can you sense my bubbling delight,
As we twirl together this night?
Let's enjoy our time on the floor,
Then later, we will come for more.
It feels like my voice gets muted
at times, in the midst of my grief
I concentrate on moving forward
and forget to speak up for myself
and my words pause, so
my unique voice is silent, not echoing
out into the world with my poetry, kindness,
and personality quirks
I feel muted and dull and unable to
speak out, so what good am I doing in
the world that only listens to shouting
and loud voices?
communicate well
listen with your heart
share something of yours
believe their story
concentrate on them
learn about them
pay attention
give them your time
not sympathy
empathy
tell the truth
eye contact
listen
watch them
speak
"We are not just the future to come, We are 'The FutureNow'.
What we do NOW will determine WHO and WHAT we will be TOMORROW.
What I was YESTERDAY is what I am TODAY. When TODAY comes it is no longer YESTERDAY. It is TODAY and when the FUTURE comes, it is TODAY.
Stop worrying about what you did YESTERDAY and concentrate on TODAY and what you will be TOMORROW, because when TOMORROW comes it is TODAY.
The FUTURE is always in front of you and you will never catch up with it. It will always be 'The FutureNow'."
My nephew is tolerant and fair
Not impressed with a sea of dyed hair
His high school teachers think he's a gem
But he's dismayed by kids wanting to be called they/them.
My niece had a problem with the school bathroom
Other girls vaping marijuana, can't stop, I assume.
I myself don't think it nice
To tell kids to go out and protest ICE.
(chorus)
It's past time we leave the kids alone
Let their worldview start at home
Don't try to reshape them by degrees.
Concentrate on teaching ABC's.
The NEA says teachers must push "gender, class and race."
Seems to me that they are talking out of place.
We spend over 20,000 per student nationwide.
But with those math scores, teachers should hide.
(bridge)
Kids learn slogans, learn what to say,
But can’t explain how loans accrue each day.
Teach them how to think, not what to think,
Then let the cause pushers into the rink.
(final chorus)
It's past time we leave the kids alone
Let their worldview start at home
Let their spirit be carefree
Replace those gender posters with ABC.
Not a show off
Protection of course
The gym stands for exercise
Word to the wise
Proper training technique to emphasize
Keep sneakers and socks on
Smelly bare feet don’t belong
Be deodorant ready
Concentrate on training equipment lifting steady
Respect others as yourself
Don’t act like everybody else
Shower at the end
Make sure your workout clothes are clean
Otherwise, Lysol disinfectant spray will be the stream
Gym fresh
The gym is not a conversation place
Keep up the exercise pace
Exercise is not for a stiff
Show respect the whole time
Don’t disobey gym policy rules
Your membership could be terminated at discretion of the gym’s wish
Exercise is about body transform
Etiquette is the required norm.
Remember what our parents said,
When we told them that we would wed?
“Just concentrate on school instead.
Much too young are you.
Your teenage love will never last.”
But we ignored their bleak forecast.
And since then fifty years have passed.
And yet here we are!
I see value in every poem I read
often wishing I had thought to write that line myself
or that word or that stanza
I sometimes marvel at the rhyming prowess of the poet
so many marvelous missives to read
I concentrate on the short ones
skipping all of the long ones
figuring they have lots of extra words
my attention span is better used elsewhere
God has only one message
He gave it to us through Jesus
What the world needs now is love sweet love
There is no greater hope
We need to forgive
No need to forget
but holding grudges is hurting your own heart
Let it go, let it go, let it go
Concentrate on giving love to everyone you meet
every minute of the day
it is the way and the truth
love others the way God loved us, giving us his Son
Hiking Hannah wondered about hundreds of hikes in her wonder journals.
She's been to Kansas to see sunflowers and Iowa to see corn kernels.
Her cousin asked. Are you going to Europe- namely Italy any time soon?
Hannah's laborious notes said Saturn, Pluto,and maybe the moon.
She had the boots, the canned foods, the can opener, and the walking stick.
The heels of her boots were heavy, because they were incredibly thick.
She had seen so many marvelous things and tasted cookies, Chips Ahoy.
Next, she might concentrate on the Midwest, Maybe Omaha or Illinois.
I thought you were going to outer space, her sister Sally said to Hannah.
Hannah was fixing herself a sandwich of peanut butter, lettuce and banana.
Possibly, or maybe Canada or Mexico, she said with a little bit of sass.
First she had to get a waitress job, down at the Derby Bass.
For money is important if you want to be a hiker.
Or an astronaut or doctor or even a kerchief-wearing biker.
Although it isn’t always easy
every now and then may we be blessed
to forget about all the things that agitate, disturb and annoy us
and concentrate even if it’s only for a little while
on all that is beautiful, heartwarming and joyous
Hold your head up high and put on a happy face.
Good things are coming your way.
Call it what you will be it karma, fate, or grace.
Good things are coming your way.
Don’t tell me that the future’s looking bleak.
Don’t say that life has lost all its mystique.
Don’t sit there on your duff and just complain.
Find the silver lining and forget about the rain.
Don’t act as if the sky is falling down.
Don’t let your face be frozen in a frown.
Don’t concentrate on cups that aren’t half-full.
Shake off all your worries, though we know it’s difficult.
Don’t let the bad news make you lose your smile.
Don’t let judgmental people change your style.
Don’t let the shadows ever dim your light.
Chase away those boogiemen and keep the sun in sight.
Hold your head up high and put on a happy face.
Good things are coming your way.
Call it what you will be it karma, fate, or grace.
Good things are coming your way.
Too many shoulds can ruin the coulds.
Shoulds take my energy,
Wear me out,
Exhaust me
So I concentrate on the coulds.
Letting my husband do the boring redundant shoulds.
Which used to be my domain.
When the life gets hard and heavy
is when the dark thought pops in,
"the world would be a better place without you"
I recognize it for the LIE it is
and concentrate on getting through the day
one minute at a time,
thankful that I have friends and loved ones
to help me navigate around this lie
and a therapist to help me move forward
from it but I can now understand how it
happens, and how easy it would be to let
the darkness envelop me and take over
As the pressures and noise
of my world are closing in on me,
I breathe in deeply, praying
with each breath and breathe out
Taking one step at a time
and concentrate on just being.
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