I'm Fine

"I'm fine" you say but who can know,

What's really going on below.

Are you happy? Are you sad?

Are you joyful? Are you mad?

You say you're fine, what does that mean,

Good? Bad? Or something in between.

I cannot tell what's behind your eyes,

When you hide it with the words "I'm fine"

You tell me not to worry much,

"I'm fine" you say in such a rush,

That my heart goes wild with worry for you,

What can you mean. Are you glad or blue.

"I'm fine" those words now cut me deep,

"I'm fine" and now I cannot sleep

"I'm fine" I worry and I dread.

"I'm fine" "I know, that's what you said"

These words will haunt my every thought,

They make communication stop.

I cannot help but sense a lie,

When someone tell me "oh, I'm fine"

Small and Simple

I'm a speck in the spectrum of this wide unknown world. 

Just a small, unsure, unknown, unusual girl. 

I'm clumsy and awkward and a little insane. 

I like painting and tacos and smelling the rain. 

I'm no phenomenon, I'm no superstar

But, I believe I can take my dreams far. 

It's the simple things that make the world go round. 

It's love that helps the lost be found. 

One tiny pebble, still ripples the pond

A smile can mean the world to someone. 

 It's the little kind acts we make everyday 

That in the end, make lasting change.

What World's Are Made Of

I'm just one little person in a not so little world. 

I want to make a difference, but there's much I've yet to learn. 

There are billions of people, all across the earth. 

What part do I play in it all? Must I prove my worth? 

All these different lives, each a story of their own.

Separate, yet so close. The same, and yet unknown. 

The universe is grand, expanding with no end. 

It's hard for me to fathom, strange to comprehend. 

Even though we may feel small in this infinite expanse, 

We can change each other's worlds, we can take a chance.

Take each chance to show your love, for that is the stuff, 

That changes world's, and it is what all worlds are made of. 

Tumbleweed

People say what they wanna believe.

Talk about what they wanna achieve.

But when things get tough, they turn and leave.

Blowing' in the wind like a tumbleweed.

All my life I've been taught to withstand.

To hold on to my dreams, small or grand.

To lift others, to give them a hand.

But it's easy to be a tumbleweed.

It gets hard when the wind starts blowin'.

Hope looks dim and your dreams start slowin'

You might want to to give up not knowin'.

That it hurts more to be a tumbleweed.

It may be easy to bounce on by. 

Think about you, and not even try.

To stop searchin' to stop askin' why.

But you'll never find a happy tumbleweed. 

Fireflies

"I guess everyone needs to be reminded that they will not always be a blazing fire to people. Sometimes all we are is a firefly with our light blinking on and off. But we need to remember that even though fireflies are tiny they still stand out against the night. . . . Shine your light no matter how small it might be."  Elder David Hampton

With a few more sticks and a spark,
Fires bring heat and light.
They crackle and pop as smoke goes up,
They could light up any night.

But we don't have to be like fires,
Our lights might be small winks.
Often we are like fireflies
As our lights flicker and blink.

(Chorus) Shine your light out to the world,
You're a special firefly,
God prepares the way for you,
It's your time to shine.

This is our destiny,
As we shine our light.
Blinking on and off always,
We'll light up the night!

(Bridge) Look around.
Other fireflies can be found.
Wait and see.
What our lights, together, will be.
Shine above!
Bringing the world Gods love.
We're His little fireflies, 
His light is shining in our eye,
Let's shine out His light!

If you want something to last forever,
Treat it differently 
Treasure up and feed your light
And never stop shinning!

(Chorus) Shine your light out to the world,
You're a special firefly,
God prepares the way for you,
It's your time to shine.

What Makes a Mother?

A mother has a caring way,

By the way she acts and the things she'll say.

She loves her children oh so much,

She shows them how with each little touch.

So, what makes a mother?

Her hands are ones that never stop,

They clean and work and sew and shop.

Her hands are tools in the hands of the Lord,

Shes busy and loving and never bored.

Her mind is one that's always thinking,

She often listening, learning, and dreaming.

She thinks for her children and husband too,

Her mind helps her family through and through.

Her smile is one that is warm and kind.

She smiles at the lonely or the weak of mind. 

Her smile comforts others and shares God's light.

She smiles at others when they do what is right.

Her actions are ones that serve all around,

Her actions keep her family safe and sound.

She is obedient in everything shes even done,

And she also knows how to have some fun.

Thanks to the mothers who help us live and grow,

Thanks to the mothers who always seem to know,

Thanks to the mothers who love at every every touch.

Thanks to the mothers who we love so much.

In a Mother's Heart

Happy Mothers Day! 

In the deep parts of the night

She cradled you to sleep.

She wiped away your tears

Weeping as you weeped.

In the rise of morning sun

She gently guided you.

Loving you despite 

All the wrongs you do.

Under a starlit sky

She listened to concerns 

Your fears, your hopes and dreams.

She teaches and you learn.

Beneath the stormy clouds

She comforts patiently.

Her love extending through

All of eternity.

She's there through all life's storms.

And all the bright days too.

For in a Mother's heart,

A piece of it is you.