I found this on a friend's page. I asked for it and they gave me the source.

The Marines Prayer
Almighty Father , whose command is over all and whose love never fails, make me aware of Thy presence and obedient to Thy will.   Keep me true to my best self, guarding me against dishonesty in purpose and deed and helping me to live so that I can face my fellow Marines, my loved ones and Thee without shame or fear.   Protect my family. Give me the will to do the work of a Marine and to accept my share of responsibilities with vigor and enthusiasm.   Grant me the courage to be proficient in my daily performance.   Keep me loyal and faithful to my superiors and to the duties my country and the Marine Corps have entrusted to me.   Make me considerate of those committed to my leadership.   Help me to wear my uniform with dignity, and let it remind me daily of the traditions which I must uphold.

If I am inclined to doubt, steady my faith; if I am tempted, make me strong to resist; if I should miss the mark, give me courage to try again.

Guide me with the light of truth and grant me wisdom by which I may understand the answer to my prayer.

AMEN.

I'd like to share with you a new poem that I've composed. Our son was my inspiration for composing it. He loves basketball and golf mainly. But I think that this poem can inspire anyone. Your "shot" is any challenge in your life that you need to conquer.

Practice
----Robin Wakeman

Practice in the rain,
Practice in the sleet.
Practice in the snow,
Practice in the heat.
Practice in the day.
Practice at night.
Pay your price now while every eye is out of sight.
Believe in yourself.
Because God believes in you.
If you practice long enough,
You'll make the shot------when you have to.

copyright©2005RobinWakeman

For those that are using e-mail you will relate to the following.
One day I was at work, and thinking about Robin.
So I sent her a short e-mail.
Below is what she sent in reply:

I love my love.
And my love loves me.
What other love on this earth can better compare to the love I share with my love?
Can the birds sing a better lovesong?
Can the oceans roar a more longing majestic love-sound?
Can lofty tree branches better hold on to the sweet wind of my love's love?
His love is better than wine. May I never be free from his intoxication.
Yes, I am consumed by his love.
Hold me forever, my love. And let me kiss your sweet face.

I love my love.
And my love loves me.
His name is Christopher Jon Wakeman.

A spur-of-moment original composition by Robin Wakeman......June 18, 2004