~tasha~ said:wow!!!
miss universe said:"THE HAND THAT ROCKS THE CRADLE
IS THE HAND THAT RULES THE WORLD"
Blessings on the hand of Women!
angels guard its strength and grace,
In the palace,cottage,hovel,
Oh,no matter where the palace;
Would that never stroms assailed it,
Rainbows ever gently curled;
For the hands that rock the cradle
Is the hand that rules the World.
Infancy's the tender fountain,
Power may with beauti flow,
Mother's first to guide the streamlets,
From them souls unresting grow
Grow on for the good or evil,
Sunshine streamed or evil hurled;
For the hand that rocks the cradle
Is the hand that rules the World.
Women, how divine your mission
Here upon our natal sod!
Keep,oh,keep the young heart open
Always to the breath of God!
All true trophies of the ages
Are from mother's love impearled;
For the hand that rocks the cradle
Is the hand that rules the World.
BLESSINGS ON THE HAND OF WOMEN!
Fathers,sons and daughters cry,
And the sacred song is mingled
With the worship in the sky
Mingles where no tempest darkens,
Rainbows evermore are hurled
For the hand that rocks he craddle
Is the hand that rules the world.
miss universe said:Very nice
Mr Twisty said:check first line. it shud be you in place of your.
though nice sharing.
~tasha~ said:i hope i like them
and yes i do
~tasha~ said:As you look at yourself in the mirror,
You try to see who you really are.
Are you just some nameless person?
No, you are unique with your own story.
Can anyone judge you and categorize you as normal?
No, because normal is a theory faded into extinction.
Who are you, you may ask,
And yet, as you ask the answer is right in front of you.
Nobody can tell you a truth that only you can know.
As the future unfolds it will become clearer,
That what you are is whatever you want to be.
