I don't want to set the world on fire

I don't want to set the world on fire

I just want to start 

A flame in your heart

In my heart I have but one desire

And that one is you

No other will do

I've lost all ambition for worldly acclaim

I just want to be the one you love

And with your admission that you feel the same

I'll have reached the goal I'm dreaming of

Believe me

I don't want to set the world on fire

I just want to start

A flame in your heart

I don't wanna set the world on fire, honey

I love ya too much

I just wanna start a great big flame

Down in your heart

You see, way down inside of me

Darlin' I have only one desire

And that one desire is you

And I know nobody else ain't gonna do

I've lost all ambition for worldly acclaim

I just want to be the one you love

And with your admission that you feel the same

I'll have reached the goal I'm dreaming of

Believe me

I don't want to set the world on fire

I just want to start

A flame in your heart

Just a laborer

It is what I am, that often is where my usefulness ends. 

I can plant a garden with beautiful flowers and vegetables and tend them all summer long. Come fall though, those flowers will die and the vegetables eaten, is there is nothing I the laborer can do to aid your sorrow about the flowers death?

Those flowers were your life, you would sit in the shade under the trees on a long wooden chair, that I had crafted with the help of the trees that were there before. You pondered and let your mind dance while your eyes watched the bees move from delphiniums to snapdragon flowers and back again. I would step aside and go do other things to let you be while I let thoughts and feelings sieve from my heart and soul to my hands where they could take flight. You would smile with the things I would do. Make a swing set, cast a hammock between the trees, whittle miniscule wooden birds to sit next to you. All of this I aspired to help you feel better when you came home troubled from the life that confronted you beyond the sight of our trees.

But now, now it is fall. Being the person that I am... I am sorry dear, I could not save the flowers, I could not save the bees, and my wooden birds can not do more than remind you of that which they mimic. There will be times dear when you come home and feel that I can not help you,  because I do not know your troubles for my self. I can hold you and empathize to the best of my abilities, but  that seems to be of little or no consolation to your heart which grieved to watch the flowers and the sun, something so calming and beautiful, dwindle away. Please do stick with me a little while and do try to smile, 'cause come winter... 

I will make you a snow man

Just keep those flowers in mind, there will be new ones next summer.

<3

Don't destroy yourself in the process

Take care of yourself a little more, this is just a rule in general.

There has to be a balance of taking care of yourself and taking care of others. 

I say this because I and many people around me spend so much time worrying about or helping other people that it creates stress. And often it can create enough stress that it turns that person into someone that needs a crutch as well. None of us need crutches in the end really, we need to use our own legs, and perhaps accept the occasional hand to hold or pick us up along the way. It is ok to accept help every once in a while, just don't lose your dignity in the process. And please do not be someone else's crutch unless times are hard, for really if you  take their dignity away helping them with their simplicities, then you are really more a hindrance in the long run than you are helping; and at the same time you are likely to be spreading yourself thin.

honor

pride

dignity

love for yourself (hard to do... i mean to say you can be a little selfish sometimes :)

love for others 

now i am gonna go eat some breakfast