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FRIENDS
FRIENDS
There's nothing as nice as someone who shares,
Your laughter,your secrets,your wishes and cares,
Someone who's there through your good times and tears.
Who stays by your side as your friend through the years.
There's nothing as nice as someone who shares,
Your laughter,your secrets,your wishes and cares,
Someone who's there through your good times and tears.
Who stays by your side as your friend through the years.
Most Beautiful Flower
The park bench was deserted as I sat down to read,
Beneath the long, straggly branches of an old willow tree.
Disillusioned by life with good reason to frown,
For the world was intent on dragging me down.
And if that weren't enough to ruin my day,
A young boy out of breath approached me, all tired from play.
He stood right before me with his head tilted down,
And said with great excitement, "Look what I found!"
Most Beautiful Flower
In his hand was a flower, and what a pitiful sight,
With it's petals all warn down-not enough rain, or to little light.
Wanting him to take his dead flower and go off to play,
I faked a smile and then shifted away.
But instead of retreating he sat next to my side,
And placed the flower to his nose and declared
with overacted surprise,
"It's smells pretty and it's beautiful too.
That's why I picked it; here it's for you!"
Most Beautiful Flower
The weed before me was dying or dead.
Not vibrant of colors, orange, yellow or red.
But I knew I must take it, or he might never leave.
So I reached for the flower and replied, "Just what I need."
But instead of him placing the flower in my hand,
He held it mid-air without reason or plan.
It was then that I noticed for the very first time,
That the weed-toting boy could not see, he was blind.
Most Beautiful Flower
I heard my voice quiver, tears shone like the sun,
As I thanked him for picking the very best one.
"You're welcome" he smiled and then ran off to play,
Unaware of the impact he's had on my day.
I sat there and wondered how he managed to see,
A self-pitying woman beneath an old willow tree.
How did he know about my self-indulged plight?
Perhaps from his heart, he'd been blessed with true sight.
Most Beautiful Flower
Through the eyes of a blind child, at last I could see,
The problem was not with the world; the problem was me.
And for all of those times I myself had been blind,
I vowed to see the beauty in life, & appreciate
every second that's mine.
And then I held that wilted flower up to my nose
and breathed in the fragrance of a beautiful rose.
And I smiled as I watched that young boy,
another weed in his hand,
About to change the life of an unsuspecting man.
~By Cheryl Costello-Forshey~
Beneath the long, straggly branches of an old willow tree.
Disillusioned by life with good reason to frown,
For the world was intent on dragging me down.
And if that weren't enough to ruin my day,
A young boy out of breath approached me, all tired from play.
He stood right before me with his head tilted down,
And said with great excitement, "Look what I found!"
Most Beautiful Flower
In his hand was a flower, and what a pitiful sight,
With it's petals all warn down-not enough rain, or to little light.
Wanting him to take his dead flower and go off to play,
I faked a smile and then shifted away.
But instead of retreating he sat next to my side,
And placed the flower to his nose and declared
with overacted surprise,
"It's smells pretty and it's beautiful too.
That's why I picked it; here it's for you!"
Most Beautiful Flower
The weed before me was dying or dead.
Not vibrant of colors, orange, yellow or red.
But I knew I must take it, or he might never leave.
So I reached for the flower and replied, "Just what I need."
But instead of him placing the flower in my hand,
He held it mid-air without reason or plan.
It was then that I noticed for the very first time,
That the weed-toting boy could not see, he was blind.
Most Beautiful Flower
I heard my voice quiver, tears shone like the sun,
As I thanked him for picking the very best one.
"You're welcome" he smiled and then ran off to play,
Unaware of the impact he's had on my day.
I sat there and wondered how he managed to see,
A self-pitying woman beneath an old willow tree.
How did he know about my self-indulged plight?
Perhaps from his heart, he'd been blessed with true sight.
Most Beautiful Flower
Through the eyes of a blind child, at last I could see,
The problem was not with the world; the problem was me.
And for all of those times I myself had been blind,
I vowed to see the beauty in life, & appreciate
every second that's mine.
And then I held that wilted flower up to my nose
and breathed in the fragrance of a beautiful rose.
And I smiled as I watched that young boy,
another weed in his hand,
About to change the life of an unsuspecting man.
~By Cheryl Costello-Forshey~
The 44 Magnum
And now we have read a page in history that just a few years ago would have been considered not only unlikely, but by most accounts, impossible. A president of color with a charm and charisma that we have seen in too few politicians over the past many decades. As I watch and read the many accounts of this young man’s rise to the presidency, there is an interesting coincidence that bears review.
In the history of our country, at every juncture where a person of mixed race or color has had to rise up to achieve greatness, there have always been roadblocks put in their path. Rarely are these easily overcome and only the strongest and most dedicated rise to the occasion. Events of great importance come to mind. Whether you consider Jackie Robinson’s entry into professional baseball, the Tuskegee Airmen’s flying accomplishments during the 2nd World War, Martin Luther Kings winning of the Nobel Peace Prize or the many similar achievements by persons of color, each and every one has been a road of great difficulty and challenge.
Perhaps this is the underlying reason for this man at this time. With our economy in shambles, the image of America so tarnished across the globe, wars that seem to be stalled and no way out, and the trust and faith of the American people so diminished and so untrusting of the very government they have elected … certainly this will be the new presidents impossible challenge. The words of an old neighbor of mine, spoken to a nice young black boyhood friend of mine, “here boy, you so damn smart, let’s see you make this dead crow fly”. It was one of my first experiences of witnessing first hand the very raciest attitudes I would later find were prevalent in my own neighborhood. “Boy, crow” … I had much to learn and the journey has been a long one.
So now, we have elected this dynamic young person of color, as if to challenge him and say “here boy, see if you can make this dead economy fly, and solve a few more complex problems in the mean time … if you dare!”. One thing is for sure; we would have been hard pressed to pick a better man to take on this challenge. All we have to do is look at some of the shots taken at him during his campaign and envy the man that managed to maintain his composure in the face of immense controversy, and still manage to also turn it into a history and civics lesson for us all.
Yes, this fourty-forth president will indeed need to bring that magnum personality to bear on so many of these problems, and no doubt, he’ll do so his own way, in his own style, and if my guess is right … like so many of his race, he’ll find a way to do so with a measured amount of humility, compassion, and leadership that any of us would like to see in our children.
If only John, Bobby, Martin, and my father could have lived to see this day …
In the history of our country, at every juncture where a person of mixed race or color has had to rise up to achieve greatness, there have always been roadblocks put in their path. Rarely are these easily overcome and only the strongest and most dedicated rise to the occasion. Events of great importance come to mind. Whether you consider Jackie Robinson’s entry into professional baseball, the Tuskegee Airmen’s flying accomplishments during the 2nd World War, Martin Luther Kings winning of the Nobel Peace Prize or the many similar achievements by persons of color, each and every one has been a road of great difficulty and challenge.
Perhaps this is the underlying reason for this man at this time. With our economy in shambles, the image of America so tarnished across the globe, wars that seem to be stalled and no way out, and the trust and faith of the American people so diminished and so untrusting of the very government they have elected … certainly this will be the new presidents impossible challenge. The words of an old neighbor of mine, spoken to a nice young black boyhood friend of mine, “here boy, you so damn smart, let’s see you make this dead crow fly”. It was one of my first experiences of witnessing first hand the very raciest attitudes I would later find were prevalent in my own neighborhood. “Boy, crow” … I had much to learn and the journey has been a long one.
So now, we have elected this dynamic young person of color, as if to challenge him and say “here boy, see if you can make this dead economy fly, and solve a few more complex problems in the mean time … if you dare!”. One thing is for sure; we would have been hard pressed to pick a better man to take on this challenge. All we have to do is look at some of the shots taken at him during his campaign and envy the man that managed to maintain his composure in the face of immense controversy, and still manage to also turn it into a history and civics lesson for us all.
Yes, this fourty-forth president will indeed need to bring that magnum personality to bear on so many of these problems, and no doubt, he’ll do so his own way, in his own style, and if my guess is right … like so many of his race, he’ll find a way to do so with a measured amount of humility, compassion, and leadership that any of us would like to see in our children.
If only John, Bobby, Martin, and my father could have lived to see this day …
ABOUT ME
Well where do i start, i was born in Saint Lukes Hospital in Kilkenny on the 10-09-1978 which makes me thirty,
i lived in thomastown for 18 years, before i dicided to move to carlow to go to college, i did a 0ne year security course which i could work in the security industry, i got a job in a nightclub in Athy, so i dicided to move there to be closer to work and that.
i would be a person that is caring, kind, generous, and get joy out of helping others, once people i care a bout are happy i am happy.
I like to socialise with friends and meeting new people in the process, and like to make dinner and have a quiet night in in front of the telly with the right person, if you would like to know more for yourself just ask and i will be happy to answer your questions
regards
john
i lived in thomastown for 18 years, before i dicided to move to carlow to go to college, i did a 0ne year security course which i could work in the security industry, i got a job in a nightclub in Athy, so i dicided to move there to be closer to work and that.
i would be a person that is caring, kind, generous, and get joy out of helping others, once people i care a bout are happy i am happy.
I like to socialise with friends and meeting new people in the process, and like to make dinner and have a quiet night in in front of the telly with the right person, if you would like to know more for yourself just ask and i will be happy to answer your questions
regards
john
On Line Dating
I was given a book on the subject of On line Dating Rules. I began reading, and within a few lines, I realized, I had been doing everything and I mean everything wrong, no wonder I never met "the one" for me. Reading on, it seemed I was a complete failure at on line dating. Too poetic, too romantic, too much information, just too much, it said all that scared men away. Really, are men intimidated by that, who knew! Apparently, I don't smile enough in my photographs, well, I am dramatic, not a smiler, I think, lol. Keep it light and breezy, don't give to much information, don't answer emails too quickly, in fact, wait 24 hours so you, don't seem desperate, never be on line on weekends and holidays, you should be doing something exciting, never kiss before 3 dates, no matter how much you want to, so you don't seem too easy, never call a man, men like to be the hunter.. it went on and on and on with the so called rules.. finally, I put down the book, looking out the window, thinking... then I dropped it in the garbage can...in the end... I must be me.. anything else does not feel right... what do you think?... do we need rules for this , like a video game or just be who we are .....
Quote for the year 2008
'I believe that banking institutions are more dangerous to our liberties than standing armies. If the American people ever allow private banks to control the issue of their currency, first by inflation, then by deflation, the banks and corporations that will grow up around the banks will deprive the people of all property until their children wake-up homeless on the continent their fathers conquered.'
Thomas Jefferson 1802
Thomas Jefferson (April 13, 1743 – July 4, 1826) was the third President of the United States (1801–1809), the principal author of the Declaration of Independence (1776), and one of the most influential Founding Fathers for his promotion of the ideals of republicanism in the United States. Major events during his presidency include the Louisiana Purchase (1803) and the Lewis and Clark Expedition (1804–1806).
Thomas Jefferson 1802
Thomas Jefferson (April 13, 1743 – July 4, 1826) was the third President of the United States (1801–1809), the principal author of the Declaration of Independence (1776), and one of the most influential Founding Fathers for his promotion of the ideals of republicanism in the United States. Major events during his presidency include the Louisiana Purchase (1803) and the Lewis and Clark Expedition (1804–1806).
what up ppls
i just went for the biggest walk in history, needless to say i was totally covered in sweat when i got back to my friends house, but she wasnt nearly as drenched as i was its so weird i seem to sweat more than anyone i know and i dont know why lol
waht the hell is so good about the movie wild child? ive seen it twice and now my friend wants to pull an all nighter to watch it over and over and over again i think by the end of it i ill want to kill myself or cause my friend some serious harm. she really needs to grow up or something.
she keeps telling me that shes in love with the guy she was going out with but like 2 days after they break up she is with someone elso that she supposedly loves, she is just not very mature and not very smart, she has gotten her heart broken so many times and its no wonder why, she puts herself out there way too much and she is starting to act like a slut which is just going to get her into alot more trouble if shes not careful. i dont really know why i am teling u this i think i would like to hear ur views on the matter
anyways, i dont know why u read my blogs, they are so full of random shit its so not funny and i say lol way too much.... is that annoying??
anyways i got nothin else to say so im just gonna go now before i make a fool of myself
love ya
XX Samantha XX
waht the hell is so good about the movie wild child? ive seen it twice and now my friend wants to pull an all nighter to watch it over and over and over again i think by the end of it i ill want to kill myself or cause my friend some serious harm. she really needs to grow up or something.
she keeps telling me that shes in love with the guy she was going out with but like 2 days after they break up she is with someone elso that she supposedly loves, she is just not very mature and not very smart, she has gotten her heart broken so many times and its no wonder why, she puts herself out there way too much and she is starting to act like a slut which is just going to get her into alot more trouble if shes not careful. i dont really know why i am teling u this i think i would like to hear ur views on the matter
anyways, i dont know why u read my blogs, they are so full of random shit its so not funny and i say lol way too much.... is that annoying??
anyways i got nothin else to say so im just gonna go now before i make a fool of myself
love ya
XX Samantha XX
Try to remember
Why are the tears coming down like a raincloud's overhead?
Why is my throat stinging, with all the words gone unsaid?
And why is my head spinning, when I'm crawling on the ground?
Can I hold you a while, just to break me of this spell.
I can barely sleep,
As feelings come creeping in,
I swear that this isn't about you,
no,
this isn't about you.
My hands want someone to hold,
But my arms have no one to cling to,
And my eyes want someone to clear them,
But the tears will fall for no one.
Can you kiss my head,
I'm dieing with a fever's heat,
But the gooebumps on my arm,
They say I'm about to freeze.
I'll catch yo in my web,
So messed up with my secret words, and I...
I keep these words unspoken,
Lock up a heart that's broken,
And close my eyes,
I've seen stary skies,
And I am unafraid.
No more reason.
As the clock stikes one,
My dreams have yet to begun,
Because wide eyes find no rest.
Can you kiss me here,
Infront of no one eles.
And say the words that I almost believe,
As my arms become heavy and I ask you to leave.
Just walk away,
walk away,
No one cares and there is nothing to be afraid of.
Dry my tears.
Turns out I was in it all alone,
You were not the man I thought you were.
The pain remains,
And the flowers burn.
There isn't a single photo,
To prove you held me once,
And I think it for the beter,
Because it was so rehersed.
We had it to an art,
Right up at the start.
You had me heart and soul,
But my flesh was your goal.
My morals wouldn't bend,
So I became your friend.
I hope you hold her,
I hope she says the words.
I had only three to give,
When you just wanted one,
I hope she's lots of fun.
Such things I can't forgive,
For as long as I live.
Hold me close,
Let it all just go away,
Say that it doesn't mater,
That she is just a friend.
You said she's just a friend,
That I was yours and she ment nothing.
You left me for nothing,
Absolute nothing...
So I wake from this dream,
Nothing as it seems.
And I try to remember,
Try to remember...
We were happy once,
I know that we were,
As I try to remember...
Try to remember...
Why is my throat stinging, with all the words gone unsaid?
And why is my head spinning, when I'm crawling on the ground?
Can I hold you a while, just to break me of this spell.
I can barely sleep,
As feelings come creeping in,
I swear that this isn't about you,
no,
this isn't about you.
My hands want someone to hold,
But my arms have no one to cling to,
And my eyes want someone to clear them,
But the tears will fall for no one.
Can you kiss my head,
I'm dieing with a fever's heat,
But the gooebumps on my arm,
They say I'm about to freeze.
I'll catch yo in my web,
So messed up with my secret words, and I...
I keep these words unspoken,
Lock up a heart that's broken,
And close my eyes,
I've seen stary skies,
And I am unafraid.
No more reason.
As the clock stikes one,
My dreams have yet to begun,
Because wide eyes find no rest.
Can you kiss me here,
Infront of no one eles.
And say the words that I almost believe,
As my arms become heavy and I ask you to leave.
Just walk away,
walk away,
No one cares and there is nothing to be afraid of.
Dry my tears.
Turns out I was in it all alone,
You were not the man I thought you were.
The pain remains,
And the flowers burn.
There isn't a single photo,
To prove you held me once,
And I think it for the beter,
Because it was so rehersed.
We had it to an art,
Right up at the start.
You had me heart and soul,
But my flesh was your goal.
My morals wouldn't bend,
So I became your friend.
I hope you hold her,
I hope she says the words.
I had only three to give,
When you just wanted one,
I hope she's lots of fun.
Such things I can't forgive,
For as long as I live.
Hold me close,
Let it all just go away,
Say that it doesn't mater,
That she is just a friend.
You said she's just a friend,
That I was yours and she ment nothing.
You left me for nothing,
Absolute nothing...
So I wake from this dream,
Nothing as it seems.
And I try to remember,
Try to remember...
We were happy once,
I know that we were,
As I try to remember...
Try to remember...
I call it Ode to 2009 lol
So yeah so far so good I would say..
I just moved into my new place and it is gorgeous
I am surrounded with water and trees and a pool and jacuzzi I love it!
Most of all I worked hard to get here and I am very humbled and greatful..I can't wait to see what comes next this should prove to be interesting..
My goal is to get out more and meet more people which isnt hard for me to do but now that I am single after 7 years..lol..wow it is time to enjoy and take my eyes off of boyfriend lock lol
I did a great job in my relationship loving and giving and also staying loyal and having fun the whole way..I know love is possible and I know if there is only one person for me there could be a wait for that one and I am willing to devote that time...I am loving life in the meantime even in the struggle..
Works good.
Homes good.
I am good.
Here we go..
I just moved into my new place and it is gorgeous
I am surrounded with water and trees and a pool and jacuzzi I love it!
Most of all I worked hard to get here and I am very humbled and greatful..I can't wait to see what comes next this should prove to be interesting..
My goal is to get out more and meet more people which isnt hard for me to do but now that I am single after 7 years..lol..wow it is time to enjoy and take my eyes off of boyfriend lock lol
I did a great job in my relationship loving and giving and also staying loyal and having fun the whole way..I know love is possible and I know if there is only one person for me there could be a wait for that one and I am willing to devote that time...I am loving life in the meantime even in the struggle..
Works good.
Homes good.
I am good.
Here we go..
Parting Gifts
It's an interesting thing (to me) to think about how we leave people every day. I don't mean in the aspect of leaving a marriage, family or home. I am speaking of our farewells to one another. What feeling do we leave with the other person when we part? How about the people we don't know as well, someone we would call an aquaintance rather than friend? It's said that first impressions are so valuable because they set the tone of the relationship you have with that person. And, I think that's very true. But the good-bye, ciao, bon soir or whatever words and language we use to signify our intent of ending the encounter can leave such a lasting impression.
I know of no one who has a crystal ball so I never know if or when I may see someone again. I genuinely try to let those I know that I appreciate them in some way. I express my gratitude to them for their work, friendship, love or whatever our connection is. I try hard to show it on my face, in my eyes and with my touch. I'm a consummate "toucher". On top of it all I try to be sure who ever I am leaving knows my farewell is from the heart. A smile and/or a word of thanks to someone during a brief meeting while doing business at a shop may be the only positive word they have heard that day.
Parting gifts can be the smallest kindness But it could be the biggest kindness someone has had for a while. I will try to remember to always give generously.
I know of no one who has a crystal ball so I never know if or when I may see someone again. I genuinely try to let those I know that I appreciate them in some way. I express my gratitude to them for their work, friendship, love or whatever our connection is. I try hard to show it on my face, in my eyes and with my touch. I'm a consummate "toucher". On top of it all I try to be sure who ever I am leaving knows my farewell is from the heart. A smile and/or a word of thanks to someone during a brief meeting while doing business at a shop may be the only positive word they have heard that day.
Parting gifts can be the smallest kindness But it could be the biggest kindness someone has had for a while. I will try to remember to always give generously.
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