Mummies, mummies all are we, All bound up for eternity. Bandages covering every part, Tightly wrapped across the heart. The sarcophagus is ready and waiting, And we the mummies are hesitating.... Although afterlife looks like fun, We are still - not done! A little dance we'd like to do, To thrill you - through and through.....oooooooo!
* This was included in a presentation on ancient Egypt. It was presented by children who were roughly ten or eleven. At the end of the poem they made-up their own sequence to a short dance to Michael Jackson's "Thriller".
Não sei escrever em português, Mas chegou a minha vez, De agradecer à Janaina, Por ser tão gente fina! Já me ajudou demais, Com muita calma e muita paz. Me mostrou um novo mundo, Agora, sem medo, eu vou fundo! Com a tecnologia ao meu dispor, Jana me fez um enorme favor. A solidão que rondava, Está bem menos do que estava. É um ser iluminado, E cá estou eu dando meu recado! Gosto demais dessa menina,
The more we know, The more we grow. The more we grow, The lighter the soul. The lighter the soul, The Higher we go. The Higher we go, The more we glow. The more we glow, The closer we grow. The closer we grow, To God...you know!
They are the special part of life, The ones who help you deal with strife. Some played with you when you were small, Others still pick you up, at every fall. They dry your tears or weep with you, You can count on them to see you through. Acquaintances you may have a lot, But how many REAL friends have you actually got? You know that they are really true, When no matter what, they stand by you! Through-out my journey this time around, A few best friends I have found. Brothers and sisters along the road, Friends who've helped me with my load. These angels appeared when I needed them most, So I've written this poem as a toast. Thank-you for always being there. Thank-you for all the love and care. Into time and space we'll go, Our friendship like a star will glow. And should we return again to earth, I know I will recognise your soul with mirth. Dear friends such a strong affectionate hold, Can only be left for eternity to unfold. Finally one more question let me send... Please be with me until the end?.
The child ran from one person to another, trying to find someone who would love her. Then she grabbed hold of my arm, and cried out in alarm... "Will nobody love me?". No one answered this little ones plea, and as I stood there my heart ached within me. How materialistic and selfish people are today, to turn a little one like this away. Yes....I would love her, and be a better mother, better than you, who could not love her!
