Category: Friday Favorites
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by RuNell Ni Ebo Lord, LordWhy did You make me Black?Why did You make someonethe world wants to hold back?Black is the color of dirty clothes,the color of grimy hands and feet.Black is the color of darkness,the color of tire-beaten streets.Why did You give me thick lips,a broad nose and kinky hair?Why did You make…
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by Dawna Markova I will not die an unlived life.I will not live in fearof falling or catching fire.I choose to inhabit my days,to allow my living to open me,to make me less afraid,more accessible;to loosen my heartuntil it becomes a wing, a torch, a promise.I choose to risk my significance;to live so that which…
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-by Langston Hughes Hold fast to dreamsFor if dreams dieLife is a broken-winged birdThat cannot fly.Hold fast to dreamsFor when dreams goLife is a barren fieldFrozen with snow. ©mylifeinword.com All rights reserved.
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by William Shakespeare To-morrow, and to-morrow, and to-morrow, Creeps in this petty pace from day to day To the last syllable of recorded time, And all our yesterdays have lighted fools The way to dusty death. Out, out, brief candle! Life’s but a walking shadow, a poor player That struts and frets his hour upon…
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by Tiffany Dufu They smile when they want to scream.They sing when they want to cry.They cry when they are happy and laugh when they are nervousThey fight for what they believe in.They stand up for injustice.They don’t take “no” for an answer when they believe there is a better solution.They go without new shoes…
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-by Cædmon Nu sculon herigeanNow we must praiseheofonrices weardheaven-kingdom’s Guardian,meotodes meahtethe Measurer’s mightand his modgeþancand his mind-plans,weorc wuldor-fæderthe work of the Glory-Father,swa he wundra gehwæswhen he of wonders of every one,ece drihteneternal Lord,or onstealdethe beginning established.He ærest sceopHe first createdielda bearnumfor men’s sonsheofon to hrofeheaven as a roof,halig scyppendholy Creator;ða middangeardthen middle-earthmoncynnes Weardmankind’s Guardian,ece drihteneternal…
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~by Samuel Ullman Youth is not a time of life—it is a state of mind. It is not a matter of red cheeks, red lips and supple knees. It is a temper of the will; a quality of the imagination; a vigor of the emotions; it is a freshness of the deep springs of life.…
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~by Roy Croft I love you,Not only for what you are,But for what I amWhen I am with you. I love youNot only for whatYou have made of yourself,But for whatYou are making of me. I love youFor ignoring the possibilitiesOf the fool in meAnd for laying firm holdOf the possibilities for good. Why do…
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~ by Elaine Cole Crombie You never knew meyou who knew me so well You who could trace my smileon a pillow or in your mind You who could identify my laughteraround the corner, up the stairs You who could feel my warmthon the coldest nights or hottest daysat your sideor a hundred miles away…
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Don’t Quit ~by Edgar A. Guest When things go wrong, as they sometimes will,When the road you’re trudging seems all uphill, When the funds are low and the debts are highAnd you want to smile, but you have to sigh,When care is pressing you down a bit,Rest! if you must─but never quit. Life is queer,…
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