She greets us with her warm smile,
won't hesitate to go the extra mile.
Genuine, she always has a kind word,
she's sweet as a songbird.
No one would ever know
she lost her son two weeks ago.
A lesser moon I can quite well withstand,
A gentle crescent grants a gracious smile,
To all the world, an honest helping hand,
And friends well know I'll go the extra mile.
But then there comes that shining disk of hell,
And buried in a hole, I feel its flood,
And then regret my wit and sharpened smell,
And all that lusts the rip and flowing blood.
And one may say I should not be a wolf,
As wolves have said I should not human be;
I am the thread that spans across the gulf,
The day and night it seems the world must see.
And so there lies the deep divided one,
Each half despising what the other's done.
A heart that breaks in silence wears the brightest, widest smile,
She walks a thousand lonely steps to go the extra mile.
A pillar made of glass and grace, she holds the world upright,
While tucking all her own dark storms away from public sight.
She mends the wings of others though she cannot even fly,
And catches every falling tear with no one asking why.
They rest within her steady hand and take what she can give,
They love the strength she offers them, but not the life she lives.
For though she acts the mountain, she is crumbling from the strain,
A masterpiece of hidden cracks, a soft and silent rain.
O bitter, bitter soul! Why feel such hate?
My enemies so victimized and robbed
me—I'm unwilling in my hardened state
to forgive them because I feel so mobbed
by this gang of ungodly, false believers,
whose cruelty and unkindness have let me down.
God's church-going “saints,” these heathen deceivers,
tried to dethrone me and take away my crown.
But, I hold my head up high and go on;
though many think me lowly and unworthwhile,
I'm still here while they're already dying and gone:
in the end, goodness will go the extra mile.
No matter who's right, God gets the last laugh:
so, I'll keep walking down the better path.
My favorite story in the news,
Which likely garnered many views,
Involved a Swedish man and creature
In a human-interest feature.
Mattias Krantz, a young musician,
Used his chops and intuition
To teach an octopus to play
A piano in a clever way.
He purchased Takoyaki from
A market, thinking he’d become
The only keyboardist to use
Some tentacles to play the blues.
With bribes of crab to strike the keys,
This octopus learned how to please
And hit some notes just like a star
As Krantz strummed nearby, on guitar.
I read the tale of this duet,
A human and his ocean pet,
But you should go the extra mile –
The video will make you smile.
She was an angel of mercy
bringing a smile to all as she passed
her manner gentle yet confident
smoothing were her hands.
She took trouble and strife in her stride
seeming to draw strength from them
her face lit up when she smiled
a true nurse of mercy.
Bringing hope and light in her wake
always ready to help patients
to go the extra mile
she walks with god and will sit beside him
get a life and stop pretending
all your drama is never ending
it's okay to be happy and to smile
try helping others and go the extra mile
simplicity is the best way to go
instead of constantly going to and fro
so, take a deep breath and then exhale
all the negativity you must expel
you can do it, I know you can
and if you fail just start over again
I had a bad day
yesterday
trying my best to put
it aside and put
my happy face on
but it seems to be gone
I'll start with a smile
and go the extra mile
to put aside dark thoughts
and do what I ought
and try to make today
a good day!
The funniest people are the most sad,
They're the ones who are coping with a smile.
The ones who don’t argue, never stay mad,
the ones who, for laughs, go the extra mile.
The funniest people need to laugh most.
They hide their depression, bury it deep,
They're the ones who laugh louder, jest, and boast.
The funny people sadness likes to keep.
Funny people end up crying alone.
In the cover of dark they let out tears.
Share life with sadness running to the bone.
Funny people are swallowed by their fears.
I find the funny people in a crowd,
And I hope they know that I'll be around.
Sometimes it's hard to be me that i am aware,
I just can't make my mind up how to have my hair.
Sometimes it's hard to be me with things inside my head,
I don't want to get dressed or even get out my bed.
I always find comfort in people I know who care,
Sometimes it's hard to be me my life so hard to bare.
Sometimes it's hard to be me when life just gets me down,
I just mange to keep on smiling and straighten up my crown.
Sometimes it's hard to be me but I have family by my side,
They show me how to love my self and to do it with lots of pride.
They teach me how to smile again show me how to shine,
It's easy to be me when you have family like mine.
Some days won't be easy but I will see them through,
when I feel down I know just what to do,
Go and see my family and they will help me through.
They will always make me laugh and help to make me smile,
making it easy to be me just for a little while.
Next time I find it hard especially to be me,
I will start to smile and set my feelings free.
My family taught me to be strong and go the extra mile,
With them i ca be myself with them i know i can smile.
pull out all the stops
keep your shoulder to the wheel
go the extra mile
bust your chops sweat blood
work your fingers to the bone
bend over backwards
go to great lengths put
your heart and soul into it
and work like a dog
go at it hammer
and tongs roll up your sleeves do
the heavy lifting
put your nose to the
grindstone put in the hours
break your back
the going gets tough
no pain no gain sink or swim
burn the midnight oil
soldier on stick to
your guns bite the bullet come
hell or high water
go the extra mile
the going gets tough stand your
ground dig in your heels
up and at ’em where
there’s a will, there’s a way on
the ball hang in there
Life is like a treasure;
Feel it with pleasure,
Let the bygones be bygones.
Whatever you want to accomplish,
Go the extra mile, just hang in there.
When opportunity knocks,
Don't be in two minds—give it a twirl,
Without the fear of facing the results.
When someone criticizes you,
Don't be up in arms with them.
Instead, step up your game,
And prove yourself.
Sometimes, you may feel left out in the cold,
Without any reason,
And it all seems Greek to you.
But when you're a cut above the rest,
These situations are a dime a dozen—
Take it as easy as pie.
When success isn't yours, bite the bullet,
Hold your horses, clear the air,
Come hell or high water,
Beyond a shadow of a doubt,
You will taste it!
I don’t know about anyone else, but without Jesus in my life…I would have no reason to...Press-on! Amen
Without You... I would cease to be
I would know no peace...no tranquility
From the valleys I alone could not alight...
there would be no meaning in my life
My mountains I would not even dare
a search for faith within...would find me bare
My hurts would not be nurtured without Your healing smile...
I would have no strength to press on and go the extra mile
And sleep? I could not sleep a sleep of needed rest
then awake to find myself renewed…refreshed
There’d be no guidance as I journeyed along the way…
and who would I turn to…or cry out to…when I pray?
Without You…my world would appear bleak
my spirit…downtrodden…so weak
There would be no hope for my tomorrows…
no dreams of adieu to all earthly sorrows
I’d find no sunshine…after the rain
there would be no joy…through the pain
No balm…no calm…no pleasure in the psalms…Ah!
What would be the use…??!?!!
if I had to live even a moment, Dear Jesus...
Without …You?
Ps 4:8, Ps 5:3, Ps 118:14, Ps 27:13
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