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‘Friends’ Kirk: “we can count in the dark Spock but did logic form in the dark?” Spock: “a fascinating question captain” Kirk: “one you can answer?” Spock: “perhaps” Kirk: “It has been a great journey Spock I’m surprised were all still
A recent and sudden passing of a local shopkeeper .......... RIP CV
SPECIAL PEOPLE WE ENCOUNTER IN LIFE.
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My mum was right the giver recieves the best gift of all. :-)
had a dog,a lurcher,terrier,on Feb,19th,had to bury her,Didn't know she was ill,if only knew? disease of the womb,did not have a clue,hope im forgiven for not knowing that,and connie im sorry,for being a twat!! to me you a daughter that i never had
This poem was read to me quite often by my grandfather who loved poetry and believes that this is how man should treat each other. It is a cherished favorite. :-)
Journey through life we all travel together or alone
The Lightworker Laments.
A homage to some people in my orbit.
I'm old...lol...and my hair is extremely long but I always wear it in a braid or ponytail....I let my hair down today and was thinking about everything I have been through in life, and how we gray with wisdom as we age, so I wanted to write about it.
There are times when I am searching for a place to call home. There are times when I am strong and I don't need no one to lean on. There are times when I am weak. And for strength to go on I seek. There are times that go by way to fast. And some
A prayer that speaks for all of us here at PC. :-)
A homage to all those friends who freely share their time with others.
Last week I organized an outing inviting three of my new friends to gather on Saturday. By the time The group was to get together No three but eight people had gathered at my invitation. So I purchased the extra tickets and off I went. When I walked in and saw all their faces I suddenly filled with such great emotion my eyes filled with tears. A two to three hour get together grew into and eight hour gathering. Here is the result of that event.
You were the flame to my wick, you were the wax to my stick, you were the sun to my heart, you were the glue, when I fell apart. You were the only one I ever loved, now that your gone, your all I think of. I still remember your face when you said goo
A bit of reflection on why I Write.
Looking for the poems of Ms pink of West Virginia , miss you pink
“We have eaten all the oysters,” the Carpenter proclaimed. The Walrus looked around to see no single one remained. “They were so plump and tasty, though, we hardly can be blamed.” The Walrus and the Carpenter walked off along the sand, the
DID 2019 end on a sad or happy note All depends on your own life's luck Did she play happy with your year? Or played you down, Or a mixture of both Have you made promises to yourself? for the new year ahead? Or leaving it to destiny or is
Pride means many hide their needs......but a caring person sees and understands
Alexander Pushkin wrote this poem when living in exile on the 19th of October – the day when his former lyceum friends marked the anniversary of graduation, in appreciation of their cordial friendship. I have translated only two stanzas of a long poem, dedicated to friendship.
Just had to write.....after a special morning....
We all find happiness is different forms, but for many, it comes in the form of team work on a sports field......age really has nothing to do with it.....
weary of those who say nothing with one liners, expecting me to write long messages in return....and know my name, but can't be bothered to remember it.................
Posle budne noci, kao posle bitke u kojoj su svi poraženi, svestan da ce ih još biti, palim cigaretu kraj otvorenog prozora. Svi smo mi od istog štofa samo su nam dezeni razliciti. Pronalazimo se po teksturi i finim valerima. Kad oni nestanu,
After a wakeful night, like after a battle in which everyone is defeated, Aware that there will be more, I light a cigarette by the open window. We are all of the same stuff, but our designs are different. We find ourselves by texture and fine v
A helping hand that means a lot
Always there in times of despair, words so pure Knowing, my fears Always, there showing, you care Never, letting me down Not so, much as a frown The tenderness, in your heart It's a beautiful, work of art I never thought it possible,
It’s a seasonal thing....... heading towards late summer.
it was my birthday last week and I was playing indoor lawn bowls (its winter here in NZ) with many bowlers from this county....surprising me as they all sang Happy Birthday to me.......made my day because I thought no one knew......
I'm the strongest man in Ireland said tommy to his friend, I'm the strongest man in Ireland it's hard to comprehend, I'm the strongest man in ireland said tommy to his friend, His friend kicked tommy in the balls, The end, The end, The end.
In the lovely town of you and me People live so happily The presence of somewhere special is in the air Smiling faces are everywhere An early morning cup of coffee And in the afternoon maybe a cup of tea Everything is going swell would you st
I dont really do this, but "oh my gosh, this woman has a beautiful smile"
Reflections of life along the shores of a big freshwater lake, where many years in our youth were like seasons when all would meet together and party around a large bonfire until the end of each season such as when the darkness and ice of winter came.
friends......can be close or miles away...... true friendship matters.......
well you walk with a swagger that's unearned but it always fits you well and you speak in a way the warms the places where them wildflowers dwell a lady of undetermined age I'd guess at forty-five or more and each day comes as tide a
Thoughts about love and relationship themes are weighing in strong this month. :)
Always My Friend Written in Memory of Stacey V. Bell We were friends before we were together Who could've predicted that Our friendship was meant to last forever We made memories, both good and bad
That poem is for the friendship between the people!!!! It means, people can stay best friends, forever!!!! I wrote it, because I believe in the true friendship between the people!!!!! Then, I felt excited!!!!
you know the summer's fading.. and the night is getting cold.. there's an east wind in the harbour.. and lord knows I'm getting old.. and my work it takes me everywhere.. and nowhere fast and slow.. it takes a man to plough an acre.. it takes a w
Such as the name suggests going on an epic journey
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