What makes a nation's pillars high
And its foundations strong?
What makes it mighty to defy
The foes that round it throng?
It is not gold. Its kingdoms grand
Go down in battle shock;
Its shafts are laid on sinking sand,
Not on abiding rock.
Is it the sword? Ask the red dust
Of empires passed away;
The blood has turned their stones to rust,
Their glory to decay.
Brave men who work while others sleep,
Who dare while others fly...
They build a nation's pillars deep
And lift them to the sky.
A Thought True To You
Roses are red,
Love Of A Friend
sitting alone gazing at the sky
A Kind-Hearted Angel Friend
Your kindness has been blessed to me
Faith And Courage In Life
In life, some people will hurt us and cause us pain,
Believe It Or Not
What is love?
Perks Of Having A Friend
Sharing sorrows, sharing needs,
Special True Friend
It has meant so much
My Promises For You
If you were my rose, then I'd be your sun,
If I Were To Write A Poem
If I were to write a poem,
My Love....
From the moment our eyes met,
