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..... not done yet.
One more time...
Burns and Allen, Mary Livingston and Jack Benny were real people. Their love for each other was real to. Both couples remained married until death parted them. The characters of Lily and Tony were total fiction. Dave
A poem about mushy peas
When I die I wish to come back As one of her tears, What man would be no lucky As to have been conceived In her heart. Born in her eyes Lives on her cheeks And die at her lips.
Frozen moments in time Shatters like glass A window of our exsistance into the unknown Our destination of de
I wrote this, after I received some messages from religionists in my neighbourhood. and after encountering a man on the Internet telling me alienation was a sin according to his own faith. and as you can see, the liberty every individual has is by alienation. cause it separates the difference between us. by all means I respect old religions, but it can't be right that we should look the same I think.
This is my real first try in english. i think it's poor :(
It's good for us to take time out of our lives to remember the joy of being a child. It teaches us to appreciate all that we have and all that we are.
We all see the passing of the days.. and as we get older those day go by faster. We need to be happy within our selves. So we can look back an smile. Saying "Time well spent..."
Once i heard a thoughtful song its theme was goin back cut by dusty springfield a fairly well known track oliva song of country roads gave her much success helen shapiro got a hit in walking to happiness yesterday when i was young windmi
abbas waterloo was his downfall the bachelors diane did nt help it may have been a hard days night songs spin round again cascades and falling rain lost in france bonnie tyler its a heartache as you see len barry made the charts singing h
The roadside, a highways graveyard for memory’s and careless litter. A million white lines blend into one The road goes on forever When your on the last run. I found my yesterdays on the road to tomorrow Degraded, discarde
hidden song titles and singers of the 80s for fun
MUSIC OF THE 70S
file under nostalgia or patriotism???
In the mist that rises from the ground. You can see a shadow. As the mist parts to let them through. All is quiet. As they seem to blend to one. There is something mystic. And it makes an eerie silent sound. The kind that makes your skin cra
jackie trent sang with melody but sad WHERE ARE YOU NOW MY LOVE but he would KEEP ON RUNNING spencer davis group told us that so now their STRANGERS IN THE NIGHT sinatras on the ball SO LET THE HEARTACHES BEGIN as your tears fall within long
The brush of the invisible. Raising goose bumps upon the flesh. The shadow seen out of the corner of the eye. To turn and face and nothing there. The erie sound of your name being called. Familiar voice but not sure. The feeling of a weight on
Images in my heart, my mind. So strong I can feel them. Some so sweet and peaceful. Others not so kind. Exhaling breath to release negativity. Letting go of all thoughts. Rainbows colored like a fairy tale. Sparkling rain drops gather into p
A parade puts a smile on peoples faces the music is uplifting the theme is recognized everywhere A time to celebrate
P art 2 of this poem of pop b egins with a K and then stop J is for the jackson five (-courtesy of gashly) K inks gave us a WATERLOO SUNSET L ulu took full advantage as a student whose song was TO SIR WITH LOVE M ud loves to dance with those
Lady lady watching me every time i stop to see lady on the sands of time calling me with her mystery
A dinner date can be such excellent foreplay, even if you're not to 'that point' in your relationship, or even if you've been married for years, no? Making love starts the moment you meet, and ends wherever you want it to.
Make a web of calendar silk and stretch it out as years ocean wide, expanse of time year of steps, cobweb climb catch and hold retain them fast people gone and photographs of yesterday and sublime thought spider chronicles are wrought whe
smile, no shade to share good talker, good listener found porch, vacated
Seems like a little reflection on verse but in reality it is more of meanderings on a troubled past.
Bed time stories, we all remember.. SS xx Hi there my brightest star!
I love Doris Day' She projected the girl next door image A sweet lovely sophistacted sensitive woman Que sera sera Blessings and Love to all
Isn't it funny what becomes important when you're running out of time, Had your money all spent and accounted for right down to your last dime.. You had it all or so you thought,right there in the palm of your hand.. But what you didn't p
At the BUS STOP he met suzzane loved her from the start but somewhere down the road of life he would hurt her heart SORRY SUZZANE were words he had to say eloise crossed his path at the fair ON A CAROUSEL JUST ONE LOOK and no STOP STO
Early morning rising on a day set for rest sun was out wind was cool view was just the best house that looked the village o er sleepy still was she distant hills were smiling a new dawn church bells later peeled aloud sunday morning sounds
here we go again...
an inspiration each day provides us with opportunity A time to greet family and friends A brave new world For us to explore blessings and love to all
if one could travel back years by some act of time go back into yesterday gone if you have some wishes to spare i would take a journey back there to alter the steps taken back then change my direction come at life again
can you hold time there in your hand like grains sand wish one could can you hold life there in your hand and not grow old if only can you hold love amid despair and not weary i hope so such are impossible dreams
success and apple pie pieces of a life in demand for a film tv or a book every place the actor went a piece of pie they took takers keep on taking and soon the pie is gone everybody has a part of me it would seem apple pie and p
The difference between the world being a kind place, and having a kind of time in it, well, sometimes it's just perspective.
Robin Hood is a legend He likes to help people Spock is logical Peter Frampton and Supertramp friendly and logical Fantasy island is here at Sherwood forest Blessings and love to all
I tried like hell to make it fit. To push it through the hole. I think the hole is big enough. But pushing it through sure seems tough. I found something stronger so..... Thought I would try again. I tried and tried but I needed to make this in
good job I am still a hunk then!!
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