Biography of Lyn Paul
The speed of life is incredible. How we grow maps out our future lives. You fall down but you must get back up. I have seen so much in growing, but too many have seen way too much more.
Life is short and you do not realise this until you are halfway there.
My highest achievement in life is my gift of giving from my heart.
Lyn Paul's Works:
A Walk Out Of Life.
It was my 1st shot at poetry.
I have a book on the horizon full of life's challenges, photos and poetry. If it is published in this lifetime I shall be very happy! :)
Lyn Paul Poems
Alone But Not Lonely
Alone but not lonely Broke yet not poor Down, yet not out Smiling, but not laughing
Gift Of Giving
Open your eyes Open your heart Give just a little You will get such alot
Money...$ What For? Sharing Not sure
My Heart Will Always Sing
In life I have given So much Always been there
Climb That Mountain
I have given to all Yet I have never given to myself I have guided so many Yet not myself
Speed Of Life
What... are we doing? Running, Rushing Shouldn't we... Be slowing Down?
End Of My Day
Its Never goodbye when your walking alone The roads you have taken so far from home You've climbed, breathed life, you've given to all Opened your heart so willing to fall
Look For The Beauty In My Eyes
Please look for the beauty in my eyes In my heart, there are no lies. You cannot only see beauty by the hair Or by that pure skin. It's just not there.
Wonderful words given to me By other poets sharing their gift for others to see. Words of hope... and healing too Then words of such sadness. That You just wish you could touch
Save Our Children From Technology
Save Our Children From Technology They are totally addicted To Technology
We All Belong
As you grow You see yourself age beautifully These wrinkles are mine My heart is mine
Be Proud.... Stand Tall!
Believe in who you are Stop looking for mistakes Only you are searching Making your own heart ache
Cry tonight Like there has been no rain Cry tonight To release the pain
From The Other Side
Todays Sun, Moved everso slow It was like impatiently, waiting for tomorrow We arrived at two, yet it was not till three This Funeral of a young life, How could this be?
Death - Moving On
Death is not meant to be bad
Although incredibly sad
Even though I have gone
I now have moved on
And will remember the time that we had
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