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Your children are watching the world through your eyes
Are they seeing the truth or learning to lie?
Your children are watching the world through your eyes
Are they seeing compassion or how to criticize?
Your children are hearing the world through your ears
Are they hearing your laughter or experiencing tears?
Your children are hearing the world through your speech
Are they speaking words of encouragement or other words you teach?
Your children are seeing the world’s different colors
Are they appreciating differences or cutting down others?
Your children are sampling many new tastes
Are they enjoying these samples or treating them as waste?
We know that our children indeed learn what they live
Are they learning to take..or are they learning to give?
A brand new born baby is pure without sin
We train up their thinking to manhood from then
And what will they learn as they grow on the way?
To rebel and do evil or do good and obey?
They learn from example, a powerful thing
They’ll see how to cry, how to laugh, how to sing,
How to treat others fairly, how to offer a hand
How to share with their brother,
And be a virtuous woman or man
You can’t teach integrity by reading a book
They learn by your example when they stop and they look
So respect all your children, show them love every day
And you’ll see as they watch you,
They will be like you someday.
For your children are watching the world through your eyes
And how you envision things, will soon materialize.

Dane, Harrison, Wade and Devin
Daddy miss's you every day, all seven 
I wish so much I could see you play
Take you to the park, just for a day
If you ever miss me and you start to cry
Just look up, up at the sky 
And remember daddy's here too
Looking up at that same sky, just like you

Their smiles they brighten any room, no matter what has happened within that day these little face's have a way of softening of hearts and making our day.
Their laughter is pleasure to my ear's, hearing their words that are somewhat unclear to us but so funny to them is worth the wait any time of the day.
They do silly things and amuse their selves when we are busy on the phone, or working in the kitchen. We feel a tug on our leg letting us know they want to help, so we give them some pots and pans letting them know that they can help, with a gleam in their eye's they feel like they just recieved the biggest toy in the world.
As they grow they mimic and absorb all that we say and do, and with our help they will learn much for their future along with having fun in the games that we share with them, yet unaware of how much love and dedication we have in our hearts for their well-being and future.

Your family must love you, no matter what.
Still if you often behave like a real nut.
They do not care if you are lazy or if you swear.
They love you because you are theirs.

You cannot choose the family you are born in, it is true.
Sometimes the fit may feel quite crooked.
But you have more in common with them than you know.
They have shaped your life much like bread’s shaped from dough.

The next time you feel like disowning them,
Take a moment to ponder before you condemn.
Without your family, you would be more alone.
They are the only family you have known.

So before swearing, trying doing something more constructive
Show them you do care you are part of their family.
Do act more sane than crazy as a nut,
For others will see who's family you were born to.

Hello my friend you are my family so show your love in
Return by caring for who brought you into this world.
I am the one that given you a family of love~~~

You sit and wait, wait and walk, nothing happens no nothing at all. When is the time going to come, what will it be like? Other's they know and can't seem to explain it in the way that I can understand. Words sputter out of their mouths but to my ears, it seems to be heard yet there is no understanding of what they are expressing and this may be from having yet to experience what they have endured. One thing they all say that brings me comfort is that when you give birth you are never the same but it is in a very good way that you are for-ever changed.
Your body becomes a vessel for another human being, another life is actually growing inside of my body, this I say is totally amazing. One thing us women have over men, is the transforming of our bodies into a life giving instrument for a baby, a gift from God it truly is and we are strengthened in ways of unbelief to endure pain, and at the same time we are recieving a beatiful expression of love.
Once a woman now a mother, the journey has begun and what a ride it will be for the rest of my life, and I can hardly wait. With joy in my heart, love all around me, I am ready for the transformation to begin that will have many ups and downs, but that's alright for now I am a Mother and ready, set, and go.

Everyone should be given the chance to be new every minute,
Not labeled, limited and listed in catalogued classification.
Foolish words uttered yesterday are unsaid by the setting sun,
washed away by the new moon tides: fresh thoughts have already begun.
Release me from patterned opinion, let me be new; and i'll tear up the stagnant records i kept about you.
Everyone should be given the chance to be born again minute by minute,
The world isnt standing still nor anything in it.........

Patiently they sit there
Old and frail most of them
life weary.
Seated on plastic chairs
under printed posters
warning of aids and
the danger of smoking.
Then a child´s sobbing
shatters the silence
her fear or pain a reminder
that life goes on,
a new beginning meeting
with approaching endings
in a doctor´s waiting room.

Lonely, I married you without thinking about
anything except having my own family...
Your motherless boys captivated my need to
be needed, so I said yes...
Months after the ceremony I learned of your
passion for the herb...I began to understand
why your boys were wild and knew so much
at their age of tenderness...

It was not good that they knew more than me,
especially when I was trying to be their mother...
And you, did you get the giggles toking with friends,
thinking about your wife and boys home, alone,
dying of their thirst? ...
Some of your friends made a play for me, your own
brother did once when you were fishing for Walleye
on Cordova Lake, seasoning your catch with
expensive herbs, cut first...
Years later, when I tired of you and your habit,
you married my twin, except unlike me, she shared
shared your passion until the day you fell dead
because the rivers, polluted, ever shrinking,
quenched not your burning thirst! ...

Cry now, all of you cry a river of tears! ...
Cry for the man, even though he made his choice! ...
Cry long, cry hard friends and family! ...
Cry for the man, but for his boys, cry first! ...

I watched a game show called red or black
fasinated to see the game was i
no real skill was involved
just pick a colour red or black

the loser was to go home the winner carries on with the show
red or black the contest continue to choice
till they win to the studios
eight contestants now are left
from a 1000 losers, where not picked

in the studio they are now still they had to pick red or black
now they feel sick
near the million they are
till they are down to the last two, they have to be

only one winner this game show can have
for the chance to win a million quid
to stop that ball on to the color of choice they must pick
red or balck they have to pick

for one million pounds worth of joy if they got it wrong
on on the bus they will go home less a million quid
now they will feel sick loser

my son comes by and looks over my shoulder
at his picture on my PC's wallpaper
he analyses it carefully seeing
himself as so young, so innocent
he can't believe he was ever that
young and innocent
(he's twenty now)

life spans before him like the view
from a tollbooth at a suspension bridge
his motor revving a little
he looks at the collector in the booth
then at the long span
over the river of life
ready to ride, he presses the gas,
confidently grips the wheel
and pulls away, the music in his ears

© Goode Guy 2011-08-22