Follow, ever follow on,
Cast not your dreams
For when your dreams are gone
hope can no longer stay.
Believe, and they will come true.
For your dreams, they are you.
Without dreams nought is there.
Follow them bravely with your heart.
not lead you wrong.
Beauty cannot depart
If you to dreams belong.
In that land there comes no woe,
But all around
Where dreams forever grow
There can nothing destroy.
Two Thousand and Three is out the door
This is the First day of the
A world at Peace in Two Thousand and Four
Is what all humanity hold very dear
Oh, that all men
would make a resolution
Not to fight wars with their fellow man
Instead clean our environment of the pollution
has spoiled this earth since time began
This New Year my resolution will be
To pray each day that all mankind
endeavor to seek justice and equality
And that God will HEAL man's evil mind.
Pauline Lyons Stillman
Love do you know how beautyful
You light up a room like a shining
Your soul so deep and warm inside;
Exuding waves of light rippling
being in a body for hire;
Passion as bright as a raging
You know that sparkle in your
Inpires me to reach all the stars
in the sky.
In 'Showboat' the nineteen twenty-seven musical
on the mighty Mississippi River
A name was chosen for the newborn baby girl
'Kim' was what they decided to call her
anagram of each State
Kentucky, Indiana and Missouri
It seemed very appropriate
Because she was born on a journey
friend Kim to whom I write
Quebec, Canada, is where she lives
She has her own beautiful website
Spiritual Life Coaching
is what she gives
©Pauline Lyons Stillman
You've Won The Lottery
If I won the lottery
Every day I would spend
books and making pottery
Or writing letters to a friend
My car would not be a Rolls-Royce
Nor would I want a
If I were given the choice
I would fix mankind's dissension
To every charity I would donate
for those less fortunate
Give thanks to the Master up above
Through Whose deeds of un-ending love
Where there is no place for bigotry
But for all the people to converse
If the day ever dawned that
I won the lottery.
Pauline Lyons Stillman
Thank you Lord
for holding my hand,
for whispering in the wind,
for loving me.
I no longer feel afraid
to hold a hand,
to whisper in the wind,
to love myself.
I`m ready to emerge
from my shell,
from the past,
from all the pain.
I hold you close
to my soul,
to my heart,
in my mind...in my life.
I take with me
the lessons learned,
the joys and the truths.
So take my hand,
listen to the wind,
be guided ...and...