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Poetry and Stories 2
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I bought
these cards in the cathedral of
Salisbury(Great-Britain) |
Here are some poems from Mattie Stepanek, a boy who deceased at a very young
age, but
with a great spirit!
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Growing Up (Part 5)
We are growing up
We are many colors of skin
We are many languages
We are many ages and sizes.
We are many countries...
But we are one with the earth.
We each have one heart.
We each have one life
We are growing up, together,
So we must live as one family.
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The
Language of God
Do you know what
Language God speaks?
God speaks Every-Language.
That's because God made
Everyone and Gave
Everyone different Languages.
And God understands all of them.
And do you know what is God's
Favorite Language?
God's favorite language is
Not grown-ups's language,
But the Language of Children.
That's because children
Are special to God.
Children know how to share,
And they never lose
Their Heart-Songs.
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On
Growing Up (Part 3)
I'm not so sure about growing up.
I know that I want to grow up.
But I always thought I wanted to
Be a doctor, a priest, a Grandmaster
In Hapkido, and a daddy.
Well I'm not so sure I will be a doctor.
I wanted to be a doctor because
I love Dr. Terry Flotte, and because
I want to fix mommy and me, and
I wanted to bring back Jamie
And Katie and Stevie back
Because even though
Heaven is a Wonderful place,
Heaven is a place a Forever place.
So I've decided that I want to be
A writer instead of a doctor. |
I like words.
I like reading.
I like writing.
I like making up stories.
I like making up poems. Mommy is a writer.
I like being like mommy, too.
I can still do important things
Even if I'm not a doctor.
I can write about peace and love
Like Martin Luther King Jr. and Jesus.
I can write about adventures
Like Robert Loius Stevenson and
Like Mary Pope Osborne and
Like the one who did Star Wars.
I can write and tell about fantasy
And about funny things and lots and
Lots of things that teach people
All kinds of stuff.
That's why I've decided that
I should be a writer when I grow up.
Oh, and I will still be a priest,
And a Hapkido Grandmaster,
And a daddy, too. |
Kindergarden-itis
My stuffed animals and babies
Don't like the big yellow monster.
They don't like the big yellow monster
That swallows Mattie up every morning,
And then takes him away for so many hours
And then brings him back home
And then spits him out "p-tooey,"
Right where it ate him in the first place.
Even when Mattie tells them,
"It's only a school bus, little guys,
I can handle it, don't worry!"
They still don't like it at all.
But now, there are only
Seventeen days left for that
Big yellow monster to swallow me
And chew me and spit me out "p-tooey..."
Because summer vacation is
Just around the corner
Where the school bus never comes. |
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On Being a Champion
A Champion is a winner,
A hero...
Someone who never gives up
Even when the going gets rough.
A champion is a member of
A winning team...
Someone who overcomes challenges
Even when it requires creative solutions.
A champion is an optimist,
A hopeful spirit...
Someone who plays the game,
Even when the game is called life.
There can be a champion in each of us,
If we live as a winner,
If we live as a member of the team,
If we live with a hopeful spirit,
For Life.
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My other websites are:
-Sarah
Brightman
- -Tina
Turner Online
-Astrologie
Online
-Jomedio
-Index
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-Healingbook
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