CHANGING THE WORLD

 by anonymous

When I was young and free and my
Imagination had no limits, I dreamed of
Changing the world

As I grew older and wiser I realized the
World would not change

And I decided to shorten my sights
Somewhat and change only my country
But it too seemed immovable

As I enters my twilight years, in one last
Desperate attempt, I sought to change
Only my family, those closest to me, but
Alas they would have none of it

And now here I lie on my death bed and
Realise (perhaps for the first time) that if
Only I’d changed my self first, then by
Examples I may have influenced my
Family and with their encouragement
And support I may have bettered my
Country and knows I may have
Changed the world

IF I HAD MY CHILD TO RAISE OVER AGAIN

IF I HAD MY CHILD TO RAISE OVER AGAIN
DIANE LOOMANS

If I had my child to raise all over again
I’d finger paint more and point the finger less
I’d do less correcting and do more connecting
I’d take my eyes off my watch, and watch with my eyes
I would care to know less and know to care more
I’d take more hikes and fly more kites
I’d stop playing serious and seriously play
I’d run through more fields and gaze at more stars
I’d do more hugging and less tugging
I would be firm less often and affirm much more
I’d build self-esteem first and house later
I’d teach less about the love of power
And more about the power of love