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I would climb the highest mountain,for you
if you asked me to.
I would swim the ocean for you,
if only I could.
That sounds all well and good,
there is some thing I have not told you.
A mountain I can not climb,
I hate looking down,
an ocean I can not swim,
water is definitely not my thing.
I would build a house for you but
I can not promise it will stand,
when it comes to do it yourself
I have two left hands.
How about I sing for you
not a good idea,
my voice is so high
I could shatter your glass from here.
There must be some thing I can do
to show how I feel about you.
I will dedicate this poem to you,
now that is some thing I can do.
Turn your dreams into reality by making the right moves
Time to come out of your shell, you have something to prove
Turn what are your inner desires into a course of actions
Take a chance to investigate what just might bring you lots of satisfaction
Life has so many avenues that a person needs to explore
Do not limit your choices, let the world show you what it has in store
Allow yourself to be that person you have created in your mind
Explore the four corners of the earth you may be surprised at what you might find
Climb the highest mountain, take a hot air balloon ride
Time will provide you with whatever you want, you just need to decide
Above all do something that ignites that fire deep inside
Life should be fulfilling, heart pounding, magical ride
Let me be your prince charming
At least let me try
Becase baby i love you till the day that i die
I would climb the highest mountain just to see you
Id even swim the stormiest ocean just to be near you
These words i engrave on a tablet of stone
These words will ring true long after im gone
Eternity is forever and a day
Thats how strong my love is you see
can you even hear the words i say
I even have the answers to every question you ask
Im the mystery man of your dreams
The man in the mask
So when everybody has long turned to dust
and the sun no longer falls in the evening at dusk
My love travels the very fabric of space
What im trying to say is you can feel my love no matter the time or place
Form:
He will never save the world from alien invasion
Win a medal for outstanding bravery
Play a sport for his nation
Save a child from a burning building.
But what he really wants to be his child’s super hero.
Fly a spitfire in a battle
Climb the highest mountain
Sail the high seas as a pirate
Pull a body from a burning building.
He craves to be his child’s super hero.
Ride a race horse in the grand national
Swim the English channel
Or run the London marathon
Defend your honour in bare knuckle boxing.
If that would make him, is child’s super hero
But he is just a dad who works in a factory
No claim to fame or acts of bravery
No bulging wallet, adoring crowds
No friends who are super stars.
But he will do his best to be his childs super hero
as he is his dad
If I could,
...I'd stroll with you in a lovely Autumn wood
and gather every golden leaf to save them in a book
on each one we'd write our dreams and all our special thoughts
to read throughout our lifetime of the joys that we've partook.
If I could,
...I'd climb the highest mountain I can find
and reach into the heavens, to take down every star
I'd put them in a velvet box and keep them by my side
to light your darkest midnight in your search for who you are.
If I could,
...I'd find a stream, a gentle babbling brook,
and squirrel away each precious stone, each memory we've made,
each pebble strewn across your life to keep you warm and safe,
and gentle thoughts of you and I, will make you unafraid.
If I could,
...I'd ride a wave from Auckland to Peru
and capture every pearl I can, with love I will imbrue,
I'd weave them with a thread of gold and keep them in a bag
and write upon a golden tag, "This wisdom's just for you."
If I could,
...when time draws nigh and life is near its end,
and when your final tear drop begins to fill your eye
I'll lie myself beside you and hold you in my arms,
with tender touch, my soft warm lips will kiss your tear drop dry.
and...
If I could,
...lying there with bag and box and book
hand and hand in whispered hush, I promise that I'll try
to speak of simple pleasures, and moments that we've shared
of dreams of us together as eternity goes by.
08/14/16
I loved going over to Grandma’s not just because there was so much to eat and see
but I loved how she always has a book out and how she read to me.
I remember being so excited…sometimes she’d sit me on her knee
And I remember how I used to smile…when Grandma read to me
We’ve traveled around the world…and I learned fact and fantasy…
without ever leaving her house…when Grandma read to me.
We might visit a castle…or sail in a ship across the sea
or climb the highest mountain…when Grandma read to me
I’ve watched a hungry caterpillar eat…learned how the Lorax speaks for the trees
and how a spider and a pig can be good friends…when Grandma read to me.
I learned how a cat can wear a hat…while a mad hatter likes to drink tea
I learned about a little prince from another world…when Grandma read to me…
I learned all about unicorns…and how to be the best princess I can be
all from the pages of the books…my Grandma read to me…
As I grew up we read less and less…but I think I’m the person I came to be
because I went to Grandmas house…because she read to me.
Grandma doesn’t see as good as she used to…
Like me, I imagine, she loves remembering how we were….
now I see the excitement in her smile
every time I read to her.
You can use a heavy blindfold
Tie it to a chair
Throw it in a waiting trunk
Take it far from here
Ask it out fishing with you
Miles away from shore
Grab it when its back is turned
Toss it overboard
Hope against hope
That it'll give up the ghost
But love for loves sake
Will always make its way back home
You can climb the highest mountain
Push it off a cliff
Peer over to the bottom
Watch it as it hits
Place it in a rocket
Shoot it to the moon
While it's up in orbit
Pack your stuff and move
Though you would think by now
That by now you'd know
Love will always find a way
To make its way back home
Take it to the wild side of town
Sell it to the gypsies
Whisper underneath your breath
Hope that you don't miss me
When the weather's cooler
Take it to the fair
While in the house of mirrors
Leave its reflection there
Even when it's stranded
Left to shiver in the cold
Love in all its wonder
Will make its way back home
I wish I could be conventional
I wish I could be like the rest
Social, casual, polite and structural
But then, I cannot resist the pull of my fate
I aspire to climb the highest mountain
And dance on the waters of its inaccessible lake
With the moody hues of my heart, its waters I would stain
So that glancing at such a sight, even God would do a double take!
Yes, I really wish I could fit in
The human side of me yearns for it
That which satisfies the mortal, that which pleases the skin
But then, I can help it not, of the heavenly have I been given a treat
And the mysterious side of myself keeps thirsting for more
Of that which can lift from my gaze the veil of ignorance!
Why, if I manage to climb the Everest and be not so sore
I would, to the tunes of the mystical emanating there, dance!
And grieve, simply for being,
For being on an Earth, shrouded
An Earth, with no meaning
Shrouded, yes, and its Truth, clouded!
But I am weak, and frail and my knees are tired
I shall, instead, sit and contemplate
I shall close my eyes, listen to music, soulfully measured
And fly, beyond the highest mountain's lake, to where, personified is Fate!
Calling You Home
It's not my business what you do
On your journey through life but I promise true
If you drift too far from sanity
By gamblin', boozin', smokin', and tokin' to get a high
All that is worthy will pass you by
And one day , like me, you will realise
It's too late to try.......to change
If you want a natural high first you gotta get free
From all addictions preventing you from becoming
The prince God intended you to be
You must be willing to look Truth in the eye
Man wasn't born to crawl; man was mean't to fly
Rebuke every alibi and aim for the sky
You can do it..you've an Ally
Deep within you there is a Strength
Without boarders in depth, width or length
Draw from that Power whose presence is nigh
All you'll need, that Source is able to supply
Evict procrastination from your heart
Resist hesitation and make a start
If you do your best the Spirit will do His part
Absolutely
Once you feel the embrace of Victory
Over everything preventing true liberty
You will soar like an Eagle and laugh at calamity
Gaining the courage of a lion
The meekness of a lamb
The cleverness of a fox
And you will climb the highest mountain
And stand..with head held high
Not because you succeeded independently
But bended as the Willow to the guidance of Wisdom
And Honesty
Someone once said, "Life is short" and I know that's true
I'd grieve if what happened to me happens to you
Because I wasted at least 40 years
You cannot undo what's been done
Memories of stupid choices , you can delete none
You've youth and there is still time
But the clock is ticking and it won't rewind
However, you can turn around
If you believe you're on a path Hell-bound
Peace of mind and joy are among the sweetest treasures
Ever known
If you listen with your heart, you will hear them,
Calling You Home
by Joan Donnelly Ellis Sept 15, 2017
People don't realize
how lucky they are,
how blissful is their heartbeat,
how profound is their secret...
when love makes them smile;
many die without being loved...
loss or betrayal leaves them cold
as stones under the thickness of snow,
while winds hiss and continue to blow!
Who will be at our side
when loneliness makes us cry?
If our darling is no longer near,
and the need for kisses is stronger
than words, once the heart is alone
and life becomes another stride...
will someone teach us how to fly?
Then distance won't divide!
Many die without being loved,
it's all hidden in the eyes
that look sadder than they are;
pain is not only in the emotions,
it's deeper than feelings...
when words and images come forward:
making us remember their sweetness
to delight and inspire us more!
People don't realize the purpose of strides
that we must climb the highest mountain
before we can reach the top and look further;
from there the view is much clearer...
seeing who hurts from the unseen pain
and misses us, being fully aware of their fondness!