Blessed is the child who is Texas born,
Where the wind blows free
And the sun shines warm;
Where the children grow up to be honest and true,
to believe in themselves and what they can do.
Dew-sprinkled mornings, star-studded nights,
Fiels strewn with wildflowers, big city lights,
Sand dollar beaches, and Hill counrty streams,
Wild western vistas as wide as your dreams.
It is all part of the state you call home,
and part of your heart, whereever you roam.
Tall tales 'round the campfire,
Or on grandma's knee,
Rich with legends and heros, a proud history.
So dear Texas child, just revel in glory.
Some day you will write your own Texas story.
by Carl F. Willson
April 1, 2006
As we go through life We aquire many dreams in our hearts Some may be that of having our own family. Perhaps that of having your own Buiness we are nourished from a young lass/lad to do everything right and try to show our love to one another. We even find what we think is our one true love. As time goes on we eventually find out that this person isnt who we dreamed of and thought he/she was It hurts us deeply in our heart . we feel our spirit has been broken we attempt to pick up the peaces.
We eventually go on mabe the support of our parents or even friends and siblings. As time processes we find that our broken heart has made us stronger. We are able to go thorugh more as time goes on. We begin to notice that we not as young as we used to be and go on each day as it happens .
Our broken dreams so long ago is only just a memory now now we cherish the love of friends and family to endure anything that may hit us and now we may just laugh at stuff that used to hurt our heart more we could ever bear as we used to think....
We cherish our hearts and give the love to ones not as blessed as we are we now enjoy life to its fullist loving our neighbors and friends to the best we are able to do....
and think back of how we used to cry at night not able to sleep when our dreams were broken
now we show our love and cherish everyone in our lives.....
