Poems for the Heart




Farewell Not GoodBye

When we first met there was a bond,


It felt like I had known you.


Before, so long ago of years gone by,


Do I know you?


Have we shared before, crossed a path or two?


It seems like maybe more.


Our Bond grew stronger, friendship bloomed.


It felt so right to know you.


We shared our thoughts, our feelings too.


What can this be, that makes me feel, at ease when I am with you?


They say we've lived before, and will for many times.


Till we find the light that bonds us all, will we see the signs?


That link us all to the Great Beyond, to share in wondrous things,


And grow as bright as a shining star, and fly with new found wings.


We'll traverse the outer limits of our selves, and of our minds,

To see what we have learned throughout our days, our years, our times.

To remember why we are here, and share it with our friends.

Seeking new lessons to be learned, and outcomes that we'll share until days end.

You and I have been here before,

So many years gone by.

Our friendship seems to last and last, Each time we are reborn.

May you keep the light that is within, And seek it every day.

And know that I will always be,

But only a moment away, From your mind, your thoughts, your dreams,

To help you along the way.

Just like a silent messenger that whispers in your ear,

"Friend, this way"!

As I have done so many times, forgotten now,

But remembered another year,

Another lifetime.

God's speed to you on your journey my friend,

Across so many lands,

To new adventures awaiting you,

To new lessons, to new friends.

We shall always be together in our minds,

And in our hearts.

To share again another day,

We're never far apart.

Just think of me and I'll be there,

To help you, console you,

To show you that I care.

I only say Farewell My Friend,

We'll meet another day,

Another time...

Another life...

And we'll remember...


By... Kathy Pulido Copyright © 1996

This poem was inspired by a friend of mine who was moving to Oregon to pursue her writing career. She has had several articles and short stories published, one was featured in the Mothers Day issue of "Ideals." This poem reflects how we feel when we meet someone and we feel as though we have known them for years. I had the opportunity to have this poem published by the Poetry Guild in their book of poems called "Whispers in the Garden". Thank you spirit! I hope you can finding meaning in it and enjoy the words... Maybe they will spark something deep within you...





I Heard Angels. . .


The angels sang as I left this place,

My decision made, I left in hast.

I traveled home and left you here,

But do not cry and do not fear.

We'll meet again when you're time is near.

I'll lead you down the road to home,

I'll take your hand, so you're not alone.

We'll see clouds and rainbows and beautiful sites,

Hear choirs singing and a beautiful light.

When we reach the heavens, warm and all aglow,

You'll fear no more for you will know.

That earth is just one of our many schools,

God set us on this learning tool.

And when we learn all we need to know,

God let's us know, we're free to go.

So wish me well and Gods speed too,

For we will meet again and start anew.

Rejoice with me now as I travel home.

And do not fear, you are not alone.

I'm the warmth of the sun hugging you tight,

The wind in the trees or a bird in flight.

Do not weep for me now, do not shed a tear.

Find comfort in, that I am always here.

I'm the dew on the roses or soft wind on your face.

I heard angels sing as I left this place. . .


By Kathy Pulido Copyright © 1997




A Touch of Love. . . From a Boy to a Man


When you were a babe you would scream and cry,

I would sit in my chair and hum you a lullaby.

You'd gurgle and coo and you learned how to creep,

I'd be tired and cranky from not too much sleep.

You reached six months and you were full of fun.

I would take you outside and we'd play in the sun.

You learned how to crawl and then how to walk,

You thought you could run and you thought you could talk.

I would put you to bed when the day was done,

With a blink of my eye, you were suddenly one.

One was a good age, you grew like a sprout,

But when you didn't get your way, you would often times pout.

There were so many things we were going to do,

But I turned my head and you had turned two.

At two you would defy me and always asked "Why?",

And when I would answer, you would always say "Why?".

You asked about everything, but would not agree,

But then it all changed when you had turned three.

You would memorize books and pretend to read,

I'd make you some cookies, you would be so pleased.

Your third birthday, another year, I tried to ignore,

But when I lit the candles, there weren't three but four.

Riding your tricycle and wanting a bike,

We'd go to the zoo and go for a hike.

Four was the year that you really did strive.

Why, look at you now, you're already five.

Now you are ready for books and for rules.

This is the year that you're off to school.

The big day came, you were anxious to go.

We walked to the bus, going oh so slow.

As you climbed aboard and waved goodbye,

I felt a lump in my throat and tears stung at my eyes.

Time goes so fast, it's hard to believe,

That yesterday you were home playing with me.

And tomorrow when the bus brings you home from your day,

You'll jump to the ground and I'll hear you say. . .

"Our team did great, we're tournament bound",

And then there is silence, there isn't a sound.

You're off with your friends, the girls and the boys.

You've set aside your childish toys.

You're going to games, to dances and to proms.

And when I look up you're wearing a cap and graduation gown.

The days turned to weeks, then to months, then to years.

I'm standing here trying to hold back the tears.

Watching with pride at what you've become,

And laughing at those who said "it couldn't be done.

"I'm holding to these moments as hard as I can,

Because the next time I look. . .I'll be seeing a man.

By Kathy Pulido Copyright © 1997

I wrote this poem (a friend inspired my thought) for my son Thor's graduation. Those who read it walked away with a tear in their eye.







There's a hero

If you look inside your heart

You don't have to be afraid

Of what you are

There's an answer

If you reach into your soul

And the sorrow that you know

Will melt away.

And then a hero comes along

With the strength to carry on

And you cast your fears aside

And you know you can survive

So when you feel like hope is gone

Look inside you and be strong

And you'll finally see the truth

That a hero lies in you.

It's a long road

When you face the world alone

No one reaches out a hand

For you to hold

You can find love If you search within yourself

And the emptiness you felt Will disappear

And then a hero comes along

With the strength to carry on

And you cast your fears aside

And you know you can survive

So when you feel like hope is gone

Look inside you and be strong

And you'll finally see the truth

That a hero lies in you.Lord knows

Dreams are hard to follow

But don't let anyone

Tear them away

Hold on

There will be tomorrow

In Time You'll find the way.

And then a hero comes along

With the strength to carry on

And you cast your fears aside

And you know you can survive

So when you feel like hope is gone

Look inside you and be strong

And you'll finally see the truth

That a hero lies in you.


By Mariah Carey Copyright ©

This song has a strong message of what we can do if we take the time to look inside. Thank you Mariah..




The Best Day of My Life

Today, when I awoke, I suddenly realized that

this is the best day of my life, ever!

There were times when I wondered if I would

make it to today; but I did!

 And because I did I'm going to celebrate!

Today, I'm going to celebrate what an

unbelievable life I have had so far:

the accomplishments, the many blessings,

and, yes, even the hardships because they have

served to make me stronger.

I will go through this day with my head held

high, and a happy heart. I will marvel at God's

seemingly simple gifts:

the morning dew, the sun, the clouds, the

trees, the flowers, the birds. Today, none of these

miraculous creations will escape my notice.

Today, I will share my excitement for life

with other people. I'll make someone smile.

I'll go out of my way to perform an unexpected

act of kindness for someone I don't even know.

 Today, I'll give a sincere compliment to someone

who seems down. I'll tell a child how special he is,

and I'll tell someone I love just how deeply I care for her

and how much she means to me.Today is the day I quit worrying about what I

don't have and start being grateful for all the wonderful

things God has already given me. I'll remember that to

worry is just a waste of time because my faith in God

and his Divine Plan ensures everything will be just fine.

And tonight, before I go to bed, I'll go outside and raise

my eyes to the heavens. I will stand in awe at the beauty

of the stars and the moon, and I will praise God for these

magnificent treasures.

As the day ends and I lay my head down on my pillow, I

will thank the Almighty for the best day of my life.

And I will sleep the sleep of a contented child, excited with

expectation because I know tomorrow is going to be the

best day of my life, ever!

By Gregory M. Lousig-Nont, Ph.D.

from Chicken Soup for the Surviving Soul

Copyright ©1996


 Jack Canfield, Mark Victor Hansen, Patty Aubery & Nancy Mitchell, R.N.






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