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Should we?

Lou in texas — Tue, 16 Feb 2010 21:31:25 +0000

We live in a world that’s full of distrust and hate and worry that bound’s most of us,we share not! our feeling’s for fear of dispair we keep our secrets with none to share.
we have grown for century’s with out growing near pondering and wondering is this why they sell beer?
getting drunk can be some kind of fun ! but life isn’t that scarey if you live for fun! live for now and tomorrow and again live! life for you! and the fun! that’s within.
take time to slow down and follow your heart listening to other’s way’s will just break your heart, make your own choices and decide for yourself cause in the end your life is top shelf! follow your dream’s! and listen to your heart and when everyone else is gone you still have a part of thing’s that have come and thing;s that have went..but when true to your! heart then. your time was well spent let the little worrys just pass you on by, and watch in the heaven’s and the clouds that float by.
for love in your! heart can only save space for your true kindness and loving grace, never let’s others control your inner heart and then you will find peace and shall never part.
listen to that little child within and share your love from end to end for we only live once and that’s all we got! but how we live life is what were about.
live for thine self and life for the best! when you are tired take a nice long rest.
waking up to a new day is just devine… for who know’s what you may find?
look at that smiling face you have dear and hold onto love in your heart and the mirror. live out your life this is your quest! to love thy own self tis always the best.

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life is strange

Lou in texas — Thu, 24 Dec 2009 20:42:29 +0000

why are we here? for most that’s been a thought for other’s it’s just a passing idea that need’s no concern life gives us hope and worries and concern love, laughter and joy we recieve in return, some of us worry for day’s on end some of think when does life really begin.
does life leave us hopefull or sadness in it’s wake? or does it give us friends who hands we do shake does it offer kindness or leave us in despair, why are we here? or do even we care.
most of us seek a purpose to know why this is some of us just except it as it is,we work and toil for days on end working and wondering when shall it end.
myself i do ponder why life put me here but when i think about it it becomes so clear, for without you or me in this time and space life would be without our giving grace.
the key to life is to live and let live worry only a moment and share what you have as if giving candy to a kid. share it with a smile from your special place and learn to laugh loud when troubles you face never worry past dark or dawn in your wake rise to the challange and stand in your space .
for love and laughter can conquer most things the rest really doesn;t matter.. when the sun finally fades .

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why do we ponder

Lou in texas — Thu, 24 Dec 2009 19:23:12 +0000

Why do we ponder for things unknown? why do we worry of people that are gone,witches and warlocks and psychic’s galore think they have answer’s but still are unsure.
if your heart seek’s answer’s and your mind’s eye is mess, think in your own spirit for things you request.
seek not of other’s for answer’s too thine on path for only you can evolve from the life of your past,
each time to become stuck with worry and fate, remember that you alone can open the next gate.
life is full of constant trials and things unknown in time you shall move past what you are unsure give life a moment to settle it’s dust and look inside your own spirit to find what you trust.
do not pay other’s or seek there advice for your path is seperate of others you pass even though we walk the same ground and earth as we go never lose faith that your road is no more,you shall perservere in this world i know with love. worry’s and kindness and trouble’s galore. peace be in your heart always with care peace be mine to all the world to share.

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Maybe It’s Just Me

NicoleAuclair_1993 — Mon, 06 Apr 2009 07:04:49 +0000

Maybe It’s Just Me

Maybe His Voice Was My Song

Maybe His Humor Was To Make Me Laugh

Maybe His Kindness Was To Kindle My Heart

Maybe His Intelligence Was To Make Me Proud

Maybe His Risks Were Made To Inspire Me

Maybe His Arms Were Meant To Hold Me

Maybe His Lips Were Meant To Kiss Me

But…

Maybe His Voice Was Her Song

Maybe His Humor Was To Insult Me

Maybe His Kindness Was To Confuse Me

Maybe His Intelligence Was To Make Her Proud

Maybe His Risks Were Made To Impress Her

Maybe His Arms Were Meant To Push Me Away

Maybe His Lips Were Meant To Break My Heart

Maybe It’s Just Me

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Marriage

tom — Sun, 10 Aug 2008 13:05:16 +0000

Marriage

A day set apart by two special people

Emotions are bound to arise

Pensive, magical, mysterious.

Exciting, intriguing, joyful

Wondering if their choice is wise.

Because marriage is a sacred bond.

It takes two people

Who cared enough about each other

To enter into a sacred covenant that has no equal.

Because two individuals are now one.

Sharing every joy, happiness, sickness, sadness under the sun.

Learning many things about the other.

Things singles are not privy to know.

It is these likenesses and differences

That will tightly cement the bond enabling them to grow.

Learning new different kinds of love

Caring and sharing, laughing and weeping.

But the most important thing to learn

Is kindness and respect for each others keeping.

Harsh words, silly bickering, disrespect

Should be avoided and never cause weeping.

Tenderness and love is the secret to

A long and happy marriage.

Love soothes all wounds.

Tom Fenning

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