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Posts: 48 · Posted: Sun Jun 15, 2008 5:37 am

Treat the aged of your own family in a matter befitting their venerable age and extend this treatment to the aged of other families; treat your own young in a manner befitting their tender age and extend this to the young of other families, and you can roll the empire on your palm... In other words, all you have to do is take this very heart here and apply to what is over there. Hence one who does not cannot bring peace even to his own family. CONFUCIANISM MENCIUS I.A.7

I am your child.
Wherever you go, you take me too.
Whatever I know, I learned from you.
Whatever I do, you taugh me to do.
I am your child...

And I am your chance.
Whatever will come, will come from me.
Tomorrow is won by winning me.
Whatever I am, you taught me to be.
I am your hope.
I am your chance.
I am your child. AUTHOR UNKNOWN

Example is the school of mankind, and they will learn at no other. EDMUND BURKE/FROM: LTR I- ON A REGICIDE PEACE
We should look at the lives of all as at a mirror, and take from others an example for ourselves. TERENCE/FROM: ADELPHI

Let me tell you a secret about a Father's love,
A secret that my Daddy said was just between us.
He said, "Daddy's don't just love their children every now and then...
It's a love without end, Amen. GEORGE STRAIT/LOVE WITHOUT END

When I hold you and cup you to my body, I am home again.
When watching you, I forget where I am.

When the night light flickers around the rooms of my soul,
When at last I rest in the warmth of your smile,
When every child can sleep and dream the perfect dream,
When our food is just enough to satisfy our hunger for more,
When we stop to tell our friends they are so real and loved,
When the clouds celebrate each draft of wind,
When our collective voice sings in tune with Mother Earth,
When we forgive our lost and scattered fears of shame,
When we no longer thirst for scandal or revenge,
When we at last attain a sense of pure imagination,
When we dance to the rhythm of the winter with patience,
When each spoken word rings so true in each of our hearts,
When every soul ascends to it's rightful place with the Infinite,
When we climb down from our sad and misplaced ego,
When there is sun shining through every child's eyes,
When we no longer enslave ourselves to material treasures,
When we learn to share and be equal with every living soul,
When all children are born free from hunger and brutality,
When every sound we hear is in true harmony with the cosmos,

When I kneel and kiss the ground you walk on, my love,
When I know you are in my heart and soul forever,

Then shall I live and sleep in peace forevermore. JON ANDERSON/WHEN