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When the stars forget it is night
and the air is carved open with scent
then I shall lie with you
as the fields lie open
each gesture a gift
to spurn parting of ways
for on this day
contentment has found me
all the hours pass
like wandering dunes
the sea forever plays
a shanty to our rhythm
to this we must belong

The sky was dark with sprinkles of stars
An extra bright star shone from afar
In the silence was a loud baby’s cry
While in the Heavens there was a wonderful sigh

God had come down as a small child
Holy – so tender and mild
Wondrous Angels singing on high
As they hovered in the night sky

Shepherds witnessing the wondrous birth
3 Kings bringing gifts of gold, frankincense and myrrh
Our long awaited Savior had been born
On that first beautiful Christmas morn

Written by: Kathy © December 14, 2022

Vivo in un posto dove le onde arrivano sotto la casa.
Un giorno sono giocose e piene di simpatia,
L’altro giorno sono minacciose e ti sputano in faccia tutta la loro rabbia,
Facendo rumore di un treno impazzito.
Ma ogni volta cercano di dirmi qualche cosa,
Fermarmi nelle mie follie, consolarmi, dare un consiglio o ascoltarmi.
E riescono a farlo come per ora non è riuscito fare nessuno.
Anche perché non c’era nessuno.
Nessuno che mi vedeva … Non pretendo dire capiva … Tanto non c’era lo stesso.
Loro invece c’erano da sempre.
Perché c’erano prima di noi tutti quanti.
E questa immensità di acqua qualche senso dovrebbe avere.
Sicuramente lo ha.

Il mare è entrato nella mia vita come non ha mai fatto nessuno.
E pian piano abbiamo imparato a capirci.
Non so se io piacessi a lui.
Neanche non provo a chiedere a me stessa se il mare mi piacesse.
Preferivo sempre le montagne, la terra, i boschi …
Ma da tanto tempo ho davanti soltanto il mare,
che mi manda le sue onde sotto la casa,
Le quale mi sembrano di essere le mie vere amiche, parenti, antenate.
Prima avevo paura del mare, non lo capivo, non lo conoscevo.
Adesso la mia paura è di separarmi da lui.
Ho paura di quello che ci dividerà per sempre.

I never knew how lucky I have been
The beauty of this world I have seen
I’ve taken it for granted for so long
Now is the time to be strong
Time is revealing itself to me
My body is getting older I can see
And with it comes the aches and pain
Soldiering on in nature’s rain
So why do I feel so undone
Everyday used to be fun
Now I am not so sure
Tentative to walk out the door
It’s only my sight that’s giving way
A doctors trip to have his say
Will soon reveal what lays ahead
And maybe soothe my thoughts instead
This is not the first time I’ve been compromised
A lifetimes of injuries lay with my sighs
But I have always managed to overcome
Rise above not be out done
Somehow this feels so much more
My vision oh how I adore ........

Days upon days the rain lashed down
Drowning my beautiful flowers crowns

The grasses have grown knee high
Seemingly trying to reach the sky's

Knowingly stepping out
I will feel the rains clout

The birds are hiding in the trees
Me, walking in puddles up to my knees

What more can I say
Will I be washed away?

Nope I have a big tin tray at the ready
And a paddle to keep me steady

An adventure, or pain in the ash
Splashing down again, sorry must dash

OH NO! the tray and paddle have gone astray
Down the street I see them sway

Wait! I yell you've set off too soon
I laugh now the rain is in a swoon

Well now to end my tale
I've bought a boat with a sail

Friendship, is the world's biggest and largest ship, thats unsinkable.
this special ship floats with understanding backed with true feelings straight from the heart and has the ability to accommodate all races, tribes and religion based on its positive foundation thats built with LOVE.
Making a friend takes but a moment, but been a true and amazing friend takes a life time of sacrifices, efforts and commitments to steer the wheels of this amazing ship called FRIENDSHIP.

Welcome is the chance to observe
A time for ourselves we reserve
Not separated from ourselves
But swimming into the deepest pool
Down into our own truest belongings
Apart from those who try and rule
Our hearts hunger not to be found
They hunger to hide away and steal
A time to lick our wounds and heal
Welcome is a time to conserve
A time for ourselves we most deserve

Walking down street
I saw you there
I took a peek
You stood so lean and tall
My legs began to shake
I thought please don’t fall
I knew those black eyes of yours
My lips had once kissed your tears
It’s been many years
Who said time cures
Those black eyes as clear as glass
You were always a man of class
The short time that was had
were filled with love and tenderness
Just as our kisses
We let what we once had go
to a beautiful place in our past
As I walk away I smile
I just saw a beautiful memory
From my past

Princess Rides …
Princess Baths …
Princess Dinners …
Hallway Aftermaths …

FORREST GUMP goes to HEAVEN

The day finally arrived when Forrest Gump dies and goes to Heaven.
He met at the Pearly Gates by St. Peter himself.

However, the gates are closed, and Forrest approaches the gatekeeper.

St. Peter said, "Well, Forrest, it is certainly good to see you. We have heard
a lot about you. I must tell you, though, that the place is filling up fast, and
we have been administering an entrance examination for everyone. The test
is short, but you have to pass it before you can get into Heaven."

Forrest responds, "It sure is good to be here, St. Peter, sir. But nobody ever
told me about any entrance exam. I sure hope that the test ain't too hard.
Life was a big enough test as it was."

St. Peter continued, "Yes, I know, Forrest, but the test is only three questions.
First: What two days of the week begin with the letter T?
Second: How many seconds are there in a year?
Third: What is God's first name?"

Forrest leaves to think the questions over. He returns the next day and sees
St. Peter, who waves him up, and says, "Now that you have had a chance to
think the questions over, tell me your answers."

Forrest replied, "Well, the first one -- which two days in the week begins with
the letter "T"? Shucks, that one is easy. That would be Today and Tomorrow."

The Saint's eyes opened wide and he exclaimed, "Forrest, that is not what I was
thinking, but you do have a point, and I guess I did not specify, so I will give you
credit for that answer.

How about the next one?" asked St. Peter. "How many seconds in a year?

Now that one is harder," replied Forrest, but I thunk and thunk about that,
and I guess the only answer can be twelve."

Astounded, St. Peter said, "Twelve? Twelve? Forrest, how in Heaven's name
could you come up with twelve seconds in a year?"

Forrest replied, "Shucks, there's got to be twelve: January 2nd, February 2nd,
March 2nd... "

"Hold it," interrupts St. Peter. "I see where you are going with this, and I see your
point, though that was not quite what I had in mind....but I will have to give you
credit for that one, too.

Let us go on with the third and final question. Can you tell me God's first name"?

"Sure," Forrest replied, "it's Andy."

"Andy?" exclaimed an exasperated and frustrated St Peter.

"Ok, I can understand how you came up with your answers to my first two
questions, but just how in the world did you come up with the name Andy
as the first name of God?"

"Shucks, that was the easiest one of all," Forrest replied. "I learnt it from the song,
"ANDY WALKS WITH ME, ANDY TALKS WITH ME, ANDY TELLS ME I AM HIS OWN."

St. Peter opened the Pearly Gates, and said: "Run Forrest, run."

Give us a sense of humor, Lord.
Give us the ability to understand,
And put humor in our life,
And -- pass it on to other folk.

~Author Unknown~