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If only I had given more
If only I had tried
With all the heart and soul of me
With passions..... held inside
What would I be? How would it feel?
To stand among the best
But, here I sit applauding those
with medals on their chest
Are winners born with more desire?
With more intensity?
Or, does that same potential live
Inside of you and me?
Does God bestow on each of us
A gift, that we may find?
A life-fulfilling talent
To me, and all mankind?
I pray that passion fills my soul
That deep, compelling drive
To find that love for what I do
To live.... not just survive!
© 1995, Marvin W. Lowe
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I've sometimes heard it said that those
Who do not shed a tear
Are cold, insensitive, without heart
And even, insincere
Why can't they cry? How can they be
So stoic? So contained?
While others 'round about them
Show emotions, 'til they're drained
I wonder what they feel inside?
Are they heartbroken, too?
By losses of those they love
as it is for me... for you
I pray to understand them
To find it's not as it appears
Perhaps, they suffer even more
Through their..... internal tears
© 1995, Marvin W. Lowe
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