A Collection Of Poetry by Brandyn Sand
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So gently, it was, I spoke. I needed to believe in you, So my word I never broke. I desired from you your friendship. Therefore, I became your friend. I wanted you to trust me So the truth I did not bend. When I wished for your devotion, It was then I gave you mine. I hadn't many gifts to give, So I gave to you my time. I wanted you to stand by me So my loyalty I gave. How I desired to be treated, Is how I did behave. I needed appreciation, Your love, support, and time. But how could I have asked for these... Before I gave you mine? |
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For it was passed around, Refreshing scores of thirsty hearts Like rain on desert ground. It was given to a mother Who gave it to her son; He gave it to his teacher Before the day was done. It then restored the confidence Of one who'd lost his wife; He gave it to a discouraged cop And helped him save a life. It then inspired a poet, Helped a soldier stop a war, Brought hope of a brighter future To the clerk in the corner store. It helped a hardened felon see Life was better than it seemed, Encouraged a man to give his heart To the woman of his dreams. She gave it to a despairing wife Who was bound to an abusive man; She then discovered the courage To finally take a stand. It has given hope to many, Brought joy to some feeling blue, Helped others find a hidden strength, Even saved a life or two. So where did that smile originate, The one opening all these doors? You'll find it in the mirror, my friend, For that first smile was yours. |
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A true friend is a gift indeed, A treasure of greatest proportions, In the time of one's greatest need. Another truth that's been spoken, Is that when our lives are done... Our "friendship success" is soaring If the number we counted was - one. For that person will never forsake you, Throughout times of good or bad. Your secrets are safely tucked away, And they listen when you are sad. Where else can you find such acceptance, And be loved just for who you are? A true friend, at times, is the answer To our wishes upon a star. So never take them for granted, Strive to be the best one in the end, For where else can we find the fortune That is ours in one we call friend? |
Make time for those you love
Tell them what they mean to you
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To have only a few come true And most of these happen because of reaction To that which we say and do. It's hard to conceive that many believe We needn't fight to gain what is dear. How quickly it seems we abandon our dreams While clinging so tight to our fear. Excuses we make and risks we don't take, Sometimes thinking our paths are paved. But in truth we are smitten, our histories written, By choices we've already made. When the time comes and our dream is undone, On the eve of our dismay, There is only regret when we pause to reflect... That we allowed it to slip away. |
And put forth every effort to make any dream a reality.
There may be only one chance
And only we have the power to deny that for ourselves.
Seize the moment when the opportunity exists.
Don't allow the sand to slip through your fingers.
Regret is too bitter a consequence for lack of vision.
The artwork (and verse) presented here is original.
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