The One Best Friend

Thanks for being there for me,
through good times and bad times.
I will be on your side even if the the world ends.
When the world is going,
I will be here,
now and until the end.
Your my very best friend.
The one that I look up to.
The one that I run to, when I have a problem.
The one that I talk to.
Your the one best friend that was always there for me.
I wanna thank you for all the things you gave and showed me.

By Belle
Friendship Poems

Inpirational Quotes from Albert Einstein

Imagination is more important than knowledge...

Albert Einstein

It is a miracle that curiosity survives formal education.
Albert Einstein

Laws alone can not secure freedom of expression; in order that every man present his views without
Albert Einstein

Penalty there must be spirit of tolerance in the entire population.
Albert Einstein

The important thing is not to stop questioning.Curiosity has its own reason for existing.
Albert Einstein

Try not to become a man of success but rather to become a man of value.
Albert Einstein

Science without religion is lame, religion without science is blind.
Albert Einstein,
"Science, Philosophy and Religion: a Symposium", 1941

Gravitation is not responsible for people falling in love.
Albert Einstein

The only real valuable thing is intuition.
Albert Einstein

A person starts to live when he can live outside himself.
Albert Einstein

Weakness of attitude becomes weakness of character.
Albert Einstein

I never think of the future. It comes soon enough.
Albert Einstein

Anyone who has never made a mistake has never tried anything new.
Albert Einstein

Great spirits have often encountered violent opposition from weak minds.
Albert Einstein

Everything should be made as simple as possible, but not simpler.
Albert Einstein

Common sense is the collection of prejudices acquired by age eighteen.
Albert Einstein

Science is a wonderful thing if one does not have to earn one's living at it.
Albert Einstein

Peace cannot be kept by force. It can only be achieved by understanding.
Albert Einstein

We can't solve problems by using the same kind of thinking we used when we created them.
Albert Einstein

The most beautiful thing we can experience is the mysterious. It is the source of all true art and all science.
Albert Einstein

Not everything that counts can be counted, and not everything that can be counted counts.
Albert Einstein

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To My Beloved

You had a talent for bringing special meaning to life,
It was such a pleasure to be your wife.
You helped me to grow and to realize
The fullness and the beauty in our lives.

Every day I counted my blessings.
Then God called, and you went away
Out of this world to a brighter day.
Suddenly my life of gladness
Turned to utter sadness.

My grief wears me down, I shed so many tears,
As I recall your love and devotion through the years.
For your sake and in memory of your name,
I pray for strength to do things the same.

To reach out, to fill the hours with useful ways,
To comfort, to cheer and have no more empty days.
I try to console myself -- it was God's greater plan,
So I must accept it, if I can.

You moved away to His splendid home above,
If there is life after death,
I know you will be waiting there for me,
With love.

Though Heaven and Earth divide us, and the distance is so great,
I count my blessings for the years you were my mate.
I will live my life remembering, while you wait, slumbering.
My beloved, may you rest in peace.

By Celia Wenig

The Promise

Of angel wings and heavenly things
There’s very little known,
For those who have the answers
Are, forever, from us gone.

Life in the hereafter,
In faith, I must accept;
Thoughts that trouble not the people
With families still intact.

But, those of us who’ve traveled
Down the lonely path of grief,
Are forever seeking answers
To the riddle, which is life.

We trek through shadowed forests
Past the ugly shroud of death,
Toward a promise for the future
Of a kinder, better place.

So, we look to see the angel wings
And listen for the hymn
That God will send to guide us
When we leave to be with Him.

By Diane Robertson

Hope

Hope is the thing with feathers
that perches in the soul,
and sings the tune—without the words,
and never stops at all.

And sweetest in the gale is heard;
And sore must be the storm
That could abash the little bird
That kept so many warm.

I've heard it in the chillest land,
and on the strangest sea;
yet, never, in extremity,
it asked a crumb of me.

By Emily Dickinson

When I'm with you

When I'm with you,
eternity is a step away,
my love continues to grow,
with each passing day.

This treasure of love,
I cherish within my soul,
how much I love you...
you'll never really know.

You bring a joy to my heart,
I've never felt before,
with each touch of your hand,
I love you more and more.

Whenever we say goodbye,
whenever we part,
know I hold you dearly,
deep inside my heart.

So these seven words,
I pray you hold true,
"Forever And Always,
I Will Love You."

By Chris Engle

Grief is Like A River

My grief is like a river,
I have to let it flow,
but I myself determine
just where the banks will go.

Some days the current takes me
in waves of guilt and pain,
but there are always quiet pools
where I can rest again.

I crash on rocks of anger;
my faith seems faint indeed,
but there are other swimmers
who know that what I need

Are loving hands to hold me
when the waters are too swift,
and someone kind to listen
when I just seem to drift.

Grief's river is a process
of relinquishing the past.
By swimming in hope's channels,
I'll reach the shore at last.

By Cinthia G. Kelley

What I Love About You

I love the way you look at me,
Your eyes so bright and blue.
I love the way you kiss me,
Your lips so soft and smooth.

I love the way you make me so happy,
And the ways you show you care.
I love the way you say, "I Love You,"
And the way you're always there.

I love the way you touch me,
Always sending chills down my spine.
I love that you are with me,
And glad that you are mine.

By Crystal Jansen

Reflections of a Beautiful Morning

The sun rises above the hillcrest,
As does the joy of my heart;
Rays of warmth and love,
From her I will never depart.

Fresh dew upon the grass,
Young birds chirp in their nests;
I watch her gently sleep,
My love to her I silently profess.

I enjoy the stillness and calm,
Watching as she smiles and dreams;
She brings me to stillness and peace,
Like that of a slow flowing stream.

My heart and soul flow with love,
And I smile as I quietly reflect;
I’ve been handed a sweet princess,
A sweet princess to love and to protect.

A vow to myself I make,
As she quietly sleeps away;
To love and always cherish her,
Until my last breath... until my last day.

By Michael Brieck