Difference between RICH AND POOR

One day, the father of a very wealthy family took his son on a trip to the country with the express purpose of showing him how poor people live.
They spent a couple of days and nights on the farm of what would be considered a very poor family.
On their return from their trip, the father asked his son, "How was the trip?"

"It was great, Dad."

"Did you see how poor people live?" the father asked.

"Oh yeah," said the son.

"So, tell me, what did you learn from the trip?" asked the father.

The son answered:

"I saw that we have one dog and they had four.

We have a pool that reaches to the middle of our garden and they have a creek that has no end.
We have imported lanterns in our garden and they have the stars at night.

Our patio reaches to the front yard and they have the whole horizon.

We have a small piece of land to live on and they have fields that go beyond our sight.

We have servants who serve us, but they serve others.

We buy our food, but they grow theirs.

We have walls around our property to protect us, they have friends to protect them."

The boy's father was speechless.

Then his son added, "Thanks Dad for showing me how poor we are."

Isn't perspective a wonderful thing?  Makes you wonder what would happen if we all gave thanks for everything we have, instead of worrying about what we don't have.
Appreciate every single thing you have, especially your friends!

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i've been busy in school works that i forgot to give my blog some time. It's been so long since i've last made a blogpost (LOL). And uhmm, i deleted most of my poems for security reasons and left out the other ones.. anyways, welcome to my blog!

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LOVE

What is love? Is it the act of kissing each other's  cherry lips or just hugging each other to death? For me, love is different. Love is giving to people without asking for something in return. Giving people from your heart because you know that they need or want it, is plain love. That is the material part of love. The other side of love is what I like to call "inner love" (I just made that up.) It is liking and caring for people for who they are amidst the differences and weaknesses one may see. Knowing them completely and setting what is good for them first counts as inner love. It is also the act of sharing your time with people whom you know you want to waste your time with - not because you are just forced to do so. To make it simple, inner love is loving them for who they are. If else, then what you are feeling is LUST.

Love is also different from INFATUATION. Infatuation is loving LOVE itself, not the other person. So I say to you lovers out there, what are you really feeling? LOVE? LUST? or just INFATUATION?

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Alone

It was this one morning that I got to experience being alone with nature. I sat along the corners of the basketball court and read my book. I just realized just then that by being alone, I can be someone I did not experience being before. I just became more relaxed and calm. I enjoyed every moment - though my surroundings are noisy - I just looked at good ol' Nature. I enjoyed every whisper of the wind, every dance of the green healthy leaves, and the sweet songs sung by the birds. Every second that passed was like treasure given to me: I got the chance to reflect, to think, to expound my ideas, and to know myself a little bit more. I used to have my friends around me all the time, and I never realized that being alone could be this - FUN.

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Brokenhearted

I was heartbroken, and I finally knew what it feels like. I felt this warmth, an internal boil, inside me. It was like I was guilty the whole time. I wish I didn't decide to love. It was a mistake I will never forget. I felt a shock, as sudden as the lightning hits the ground. It was like something wants to burst out from within me. I could not help but to cry my eyes out of tears. My eyes went dry, went red, and went sore. Everyone, teachers, students, no exceptions, EVERYONE noticed me. I used to hide my emotions, but this time, i failed to. Well I guess this is life. I just need to accept it.

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