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.
My dog has a special twist,
She can't go a day unkissed.
She's not
If I could write a poem,
I would write it just for you.
But I cannot write a poem
All of my life
I was living in a lie.
It seems that my childhood
has flow
A million stars up in the sky.
One shines brighter - I can't deny.
A love so prec
A friend is someone we turn to
when our spirits need a lift,
A friend is someone
A little bit angry through the years,
A whole lot lonely through my tears.
A wond
Insecurity, when you walk in the room.
Curiosity, when you stare me down.
Speechl
Speak The Language Of Your Heart
Each day we wake is such a gift;
No moment's guaranteed.
Tomorrow isn't promised,
Spread your wings and flap to fly.
The sky is there for you to try.
You say the w
The Terrifying Thing About Love
It is a terrifying thing
to watch love
walk in your direction
when you be
