When I Must Leave You

When I Must Leave You
by: Helen Steiner Rice,


When I must leave you
for a little while,
Please do not grieve
and shed wild tears
And hug your sorrow
to you through the years,
But start out bravely
with a gallant smile;
And for my sake
and in my name
Live on and do
all things the same
Feed not your lonliness
on empty days
But fill each waking hour
in useful ways
Reach out your hand
in comfort and in cheer
And I in turn will comfort you
and hold you near;
And never, never
Be afraid to die,
For I am waiting
For you in the sky!


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by: Helen Steiner Rice, Wendy's Page

The dearest gifts that heaven holds, The very finest, too, Were made into one pattern That was perfect, sweet, and true; The Angels smiled, well-pleased, and said: "Compared to all the others, This pattern is so wonderful Let's use it just for Mothers!" And through the years, a Mother Has been all that's sweet and good For there's one bit of God and love, In all true Motherhood.

Rejoice, Rejoice
by: Helen Steiner Rice




Let Not Your Heart Be Troubled
Let not your soul be sad
Easter is a time of joy
When all hearts should be glad,
Glad to know that Jesus Christ
Made it possible for men
To have their sins forgiven
And, like Him, to live again . . .
So at this joyous season
May the wondrous Easter Story
Renew our Faith so we may be
Partakers of "His Glory!"

Thoughts Of Love On Your Birthday Helen Steiner Rice,



Birthdays are occasion
for compliments and praise
And saying many of the things
we don't say other days -
For thoughts of love and gratitude
are fragile, cherished things,
As gossamer as fleecy clouds
or hummingbirds' small wings,
And often through the passing days
we feel deep down inside
Unspoken thoughts of thankfulness
and fond, admiring pride -
But words can say so little
when the heart is overflowing
And often those we love the most
must have no way of knowing
the many things the heart conceals
and never can impart,
For words seem so inadequate
to express what's in the heart -
But since it is your birthday
I thought it would be nice
If I let this first edition verse
by Helen Steiner Rice
In some small way express the things
that I would like to say
Not only on your birthday
but on every other day.



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Mother's Love, A
by: Helen Steiner Rice, Wendy's Page

A Mother's love is something that no on can explain, It is made of deep devotion and of sacrifice and pain, It is endless and unselfish and enduring come what may For nothing can destroy it or take that love away . . . It is patient and forgiving when all others are forsaking, And it never fails or falters even though the heart is breaking . . . It believes beyond believing when the world around condemns, And it glows with all the beauty of the rarest, brightest gems . . . It is far beyond defining, it defies all explanation, And it still remains a secret like the mysteries of creation . . . A many splendoured miracle man cannot understand And another wondrous evidence of God's tender guiding hand.

A mother's love is like an island
in life's ocean vast and wide-
A peaceful, quiet shelter
from the restless, rising tide.
A mother's love is like a fortress,
and we seek protection there
When the waves of tribulation
seem to drown us in despair.
A mother's love is a sanctuary
where our souls can find sweet rest
From the struggle and the tension
of life's fast and futile quest.
A mother's love is like a tower
rising far above the crowd,
And her smile is like the sunshine
breaking through a threatening cloud.
A mother's love is like a beacon
burning bright with faith and prayer,
And through the changing scenes of life
we can find a haven there.
For a mother's life is fashioned
after God's enduring love-
It is endless and unfailing
like the love of Him above.
For God knew he couldn't be everywhere,
So He put His little children
in a loving mother's care.
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>MOTHER is a word called LOVE
And all the world is mindful of
The love that's given and shown to others
Is different from THE LOVE OF MOTHERS...
For Mothers play the leading roles
In giving birth to little souls,
For though 'small souls' are heaven-sent
And we realise they're only lent,
It takes a Mother's loving hands
And her gentle heart that understands
To mould and shape this little life
And shelter it through storm and strife…
No other love than MOTHER LOVE
Could do the things required of
The one whom God gives the keeping
Of His wee lambs, awake or sleeping,
So Mothers are a 'special race'
God sent to earth to take His place,
And MOTHER is a lovely name
That even SAINTS are proud to claim.


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It's So Nice To Have A Dad Around The House
by: Helen Steiner Rice, Wendy's Page

DADS are special people No home should be without, For every family will agree They're 'SO NICE TO HAVE ABOUT' - They are a happy mixture Of a 'SMALL BOY' and a 'MAN' And they're very necessary In every 'FAMILY PLAN' - Sometimes they're most demanding And stern, and firm and tough But underneath they're 'soft as silk' For this is just a 'BLUFF' - But in any kind of trouble Dad reaches out his hand. And you can always count on him To help and understand - And while we do not praise Dad as often as we should, We love him and admire him, And while that's understood, It's only fair to emphasise His importance and his worth - For if there were no loving Dads This would be a 'LOVELESS EARTH'.

Help Yourself To Happiness by: Helen Steiner Rice, Wendy's Page Everybody, everywhere seeks happiness, it's true, But finding it and keeping it seem difficult to do. Difficult because we think that happiness is found Only in the places where wealth and fame abound. And so we go on searching in palaces of pleasure Seeking recognition and monetary treasure, Unaware that happiness is just a state of mind Within the reach of everyone who takes time to be kind. For in making others happy we will be happy, too. For the happiness you give away returns to shine on you. Myspace Graphics at WishAFriend.com

Heart Gifts
by: Helen Steiner Rice, Wendy's Page

It's not the things that can be bought that are life's richest treasure, It's just the little "heart gifts" that money cannot measure... A cheerful smile, a friendly word, a sympathetic nod Are priceless little treasures from the storehouse of our God... They are the things that can't be bought with silver or with gold, For thoughtfulness and kindness and love are never sold... They are the priceless things in life for which no one can pay, And the giver finds rich recompense In giving them away.

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Haven Of The Heart
by: Helen Steiner Rice, Wendy's Page

our father, who art in heaven, hear this little prayer and reach across the miles today that stretch from here to there, so I may feel much closer to those I am fondest of, and they may know I think of them with thankfulness and love. and help all people everywhere who must often dwell apart to know that they are together in the haven of the heart.

Gift Of Lasting Love, The
by: Helen Steiner Rice, Passion In Poetry

Love is much more than a tender caress and more than bright hours of gay happiness, For a lasting love is made up of sharing both hours that are 'joyous' and also 'despairing'… It's made up of patience and deep understanding and never of selfish and stubborn demanding, It's made up of climbing and steep hills together and facing with courage life's stormiest weather And nothing on earth or in heaven can part a love that has grown to be part of the heart, And just like the sun and the stars and the sea, this love will go on through eternity - For 'true love' lives on when earthly things die, for it's part of the Spirit that soars to the sky.

Friendships Flower
by: Helen Steiner Rice, Wendy's Page

Life is like a garden And friendship like a flower, That blooms and grows in beauty With the sunshine and the shower. And lovely are the blossoms That are tended with great care, By those who work unselfishly To make the place more fair. And, like the garden blossoms, Friendship's flower grows more sweet When watched and tended carefully By those we know and meet. And, if the seed of friendship Is planted deep and true And watched with understanding, Friendship's flower will bloom for you.

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For Such A Little While by: Helen Steiner Rice, Wendy's Page God gave you your daughter For such a little while; He put a bit of heaven In the sunshine of her smile. He took dust from The brightest twinkling stars And made her sparkling eyes; And now, she's gone back home to God, To play up in the skies. And though she left so quickly That your hearts are grieved and sad, We know she lives with God And her small heart is glad. And though your precious darling Was just a rosebud small; She'll bloom in all her beauty On the other side of the wall.

Friendship Is A Priceless Gift
by: Helen Steiner Rice, Wendy's Page

Friendship is a priceless gift that cannot be bought or sold. But its value is far greater, than a mountain made of gold. For gold is cold and lifeless it can neither see nor hear, and in the time of trouble it is powerless to cheer, it has no ears to listen nor heart to understand, It cannot bring you comfort or reach out a helping hand. So when you ask God for a gift Be thankful if he sends not diamonds, pearls or riches but the love of real TRUE FRIENDS.

Fathers Are Wonderful People
by: Helen Steiner Rice, Wendy's Page

Fathers are wonderful people Too little understood, And we do not sing their praises As often as we should... For, somehow, Father seems to be The man who pays the bills, While Mother binds up little hurts And nurses all our ills... And Father struggles daily To live up to "his image" As protector and provider And "hero of the scrimmage"... And perhaps that is the reason We sometimes get the notion, That Fathers are not subject To the thing we call emotion, But if you look inside Dad's heart, Where no one else can see You'll find he's sentimental And as "soft" as he can be... But he's so busy every day In the gruelling race of life, He leaves the sentimental stuff To his partner and his wife... But Fathers are just wonderful In a million different ways, And they merit loving compliments And accolades of praise, For the only reason Dad aspires To fortune and success Is to make the family proud of him And to bring them happiness... And like Our Heavenly Father, He's a guardian and a guide, Someone that we can count on To be always on our side.