Gedichten 

LUISTEREN 

Als ik je vraag naar mij te luisteren en

jij begint mij adviezen te geven,

dan doe je niet wat ik je vraag.

Als ik je vraag naar mij te luisteren

en je mij begint te vertellen,

waarom ik iets niet zo moet voelen

Als ik voel,

dan neem jij mijn gevoelens niet serieus.

Als ik je vraag naar mij te luisteren,

en jij denkt dat jij iets moet doen

om mijn probleem op te lossen,

dan laat je mij in de steek,

hoe vreemd dat ook mag lijken.

Dus alsjeblieft, luister alleen maar naar me

en probeer me te begrijpen.

En als je wilt praten,

wacht dan even en ik beloof je

dat ik op mijn beurt naar jou zal luisteren.

Gedicht “luisteren” van Leo Buscaglia

Life is what you make it...

When the door of happiness closes, another opens, but often times we look so long at the closed door that we don't see the one which has been opened for us.

May you have enough happiness to make you sweet, enough trials to make you strong, enough sorrow to keep you human, enough hope to make you happy.

Always put yourself in others' shoes. If you feel that it hurts you, it probably hurts the other person, too.

The happiest of people don't necessarily have the best of everything; they just make the most of everything that comes along their way.

Happiness lies for those who cry, those who hurt, those who have searched, and those who have tried, for only they can appreciate the importance of people who have touched their lives.

--unknown--

If Tomorrow Never Comes

If I knew it would be the last time that
I'd see you fall asleep,
I would tuck you in more tightly
and pray the Lord, your soul to keep.

If I knew it would be the last time
that I see you walk out the door,
I would give you a hug and kiss
and call you back for more.

If I knew it would be the last time
I'd hear your voice lifted up in praise.
I would video tape each action and word,
so that I could replay it back day by day.

If I knew it would be the last time,
I would spare an extra minute or two
to stop and say "I love you",
instead of assuming, that you know I do.

If I knew it would be the last time,
I would be there to share your day,
but I'm sure you'll have so many more,
so I can just let this one slip away.

For surely there's a tomorrow
to make up for an oversight,
and we always get a second chance
to make everything right.

There will always be another day
to say our "I love you's"
and certainly there's another chance
to say our "anything I can do's?"

But just in case I might be wrong,
and today is all I get,
I'd like to say how much "I love you"
and hope you never forget.

Tomorrow is not promised to anyone,
young and old alike,
and today may be the last chance you get
to hold your loved ones tight.

So if you're waiting for tomorrow,
why not do it today?
For if tomorrow never comes,
you'll surely regret the day.

That you didn't take that extra time
for a smile, a hug, a kiss
and you were too busy to grant someone,
what turned out to be their last wish.

So hold your loved ones close today,
whisper in their ear,
tell them how much you love them
and that you'll always hold them dear.

Take the time to say "I'm sorry,"
please forgive me. "Thank you" or "it's okay."
And if tomorrow never comes,
you'll have no regrets about today.

-- Unknown--

Being Your Mother

Being your mother
means that I have had the opportunity
to experience loving someone
more than I love myself.
I have learned what it's like
to experience joy and pain
through someone else's life.

It has brought me pride and joy;
your accomplishments touch me
and thrill me
like no one else's can.
It has brought me
a few tears and heartaches at times,
but it has taught me
hope and patience.
It has shown me the depth,
strength, and power of love.

Being your mother
hasn't always been easy,
and I'm sure
I've said or done things
that have hurt or confused you.
But no one
has ever made me as satisfied
as you do just by being happy.
No one has made me as proud
as you do just by living up
to your responsibilities.

No one's smile
has ever warmed my heart
like yours does;
no one's laughter
fills my heart with delight
as quickly as yours can.
No one's hugs feel as sweet,
and no one's dreams
mean as much to me as yours do.

No other memories of bad times
have miraculously
turned into important lessons
or humorous stories;
the good times
have become precious treasures
to relive again and again.

You are a part of me,
and no matter what happened in the past
or what the future holds,
you are someone
I will always accept,
forgive, appreciate, adore,
and love unconditionally.

Being your mother
means that I've been given
one of life's greatest gifts: you

-Poem by Barbara Cage- 

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