I Believe

January 25, 2013
By LynnY. SILVER, Willow Grove, Pennsylvania
LynnY. SILVER, Willow Grove, Pennsylvania
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Favorite Quote:
"If you can dream- and not make dreams your master;
If you can think- and not make thoughts your aim;
If you can meet with Triumph and Disaster
And treat those two impostors just the same;" -R. Kipling


I know the sky is blue,
When it does not wish to rain.
I know the grass is green,
When it is not plagued by the human factor,
Or the sky.

I trust the sun to rise,
And set,
Given the rotation of the Earth.
I trust time to deliberately march on,
Or sprint past,
Given the events that come and go.

I accept,
That one day I will not rise.
Given the fragile gift of life.
I accept,
That others will do the same,
And when this occurs

I admit,
Tears will fall,
Given a weakness I could not overcome.

I believe in a being who claims to possess a great deal of power,
Given my childhood,
Though I have no faith in that being.

I know mankind will be its own demise,
Given human nature,
Given the world as it is now,
Given what I
Know,
Trust,
Accept,
Admit,
and Believe,
To be true of myself.



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on Jan. 29 2013 at 8:12 pm
PandaBearLouise16 BRONZE, Lyndonville, Vermont
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Favorite Quote:
LOUD NOISES!
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GREAT! I love this! Please right more................ You are really great at it!, If ud like to, u can read some of my poems........ANY IS FINE...... THANKS..... Oh and Rate and Comment plz! :")

on Jan. 29 2013 at 6:25 am
SaphiraBrightscales DIAMOND, Islamabad, Other
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Favorite Quote:
I've learned that people will forget what you said, people will forget what you did, but people will never forget how you made them feel.
- Maya Angelou
When i was little/I used to point a chubby finger toward the dark sky/And ask my father/why some stars moved and others didn’t/He would laugh and explain that some were airplanes/I still wish on them today ~ Laugh-It-Out
The feathers of a crow are black/The ink of my pen is blacker/The pain of my heart is blackest~ Mckay
If love produced a blossom/I’d take it in my palm/What a blessing, the bright color!/How soothing, such a balm!/I’d keep a petal for my own/The rest, drop from my hands/For such a flower would multiply/And populate the lands~ thesilentraven
And I began to rival legends/Long entombed before my birth./But for all my much envied fame/The lust for more would not abate./The plaques and prizes with my name/Will, like all things, disintegrate. ~ TheEpic95 now known as Helena_Noel

This is so beautiful. I felt the sentiment in this poem. The mortality of life and earth was evident and shone through. I liked how it all flowed to the end and the last stanza is my favourite...


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