Monday, December 31, 2012

Practice; Preach

Forgive your broken heart
And forgive your fallen star
And clean out the space you carry
In the hollow of your chest
Dust off the cobwebs of your mind
For a life lesson’s never far
And the learning never stops
And, my dear, that’s for the best
Make peace with all your worries
Let faith be greater than your fear
For every candle that you blow out
Strike a match to carry high
Don’t take things at face value
(They may be more or less than they appear)
And for every tear you weep
May you laugh until you cry
Celebrate the good and new
But honor that of yesterday
Stand up straight and drop your shoulders
To bear all burdens with easy grace
Cherish traditions and memories
But accept the change that comes your way
And, my dear, know that I love you—
I hope this helps you find your place

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