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Showing posts with label poem. Show all posts
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Sunday, May 1, 2011

Our Perfect Teacher

who cannot be bought
whose words is their bond
who put character above wealth
who posses opinions and a will
who are larger than their vocations
who do not hesitate to take chances
who will not loose their individuality in a crowd
who will be as honest in small ans in great things
who will make no compromise in wrong
who will not say they do it “because everybody else does it”
who accepts the truth even if it comes from their subordinates
who are true to their friends in adversity as well as in prosperity
who do not believe that shrewdness, cunning, and hardheadedness are the best qualities for winning success
who are not ashamed or afraid to stand for the truth when it is unpopular
who can say “NO” with emphasis although all the rest of the world say “YES”

whose ambitions are not confined to their own selfish desires – CLHS Spice Boys

Forbidden Love

having you makes me feel complete
but loving you gives me more guilt
it's so hard to think that you came
and we just met in the wrong lane

you are no longer free
which leaves this feeling in flee
we both know that this feeling is wrong
so we don't need to make it long

leaving you is the only thing I can do
thou it's so hard, but I have to do
goodbye seems to be the end
for us to be happy at the end...


Forbidden Love
Penned by: Rachelle Ann Castillo Sison
October 25, 2005

Saturday, November 3, 2007

No Time!

I knelt to pray but not for long. I had too much to do.
Must hurry off and get to work, for bills would soon be due.
And so I said a hurried prayer. Jumped up from off my knees.
My Christian duty now was done; my soul could be at ease.
All through the day I had no time, to speak a word of cheer.
No time to speak of Christ to friends. They’d laugh at me, I feard.
No time – no time, too much to do,
That was my constant cry, no time to give to those in need


At last it was time to die…
and when before the lord came. I stood with downcast eyes.
Within His hands He held a book, it was the “Book of Life”.
He looked into the book and said,
“Your name I cannot find, I once was going to write it down,
but never found the time.”

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