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Read More About "Our Friend JACK"!!
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Sep 7, 2009 6:31 pm
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I have included my recent post for those who had not read about  .
Last night, I pulled the drapes to one side and gazed out my window to look at the moon, as I remembered how the moon and stars looked on the beach in Cemaes Bay, Wales. The moon rays of light would shimmer on the waves as they rolled gently onto the sand beneath my bare feet. I could still hear the soft sound of the ocean as I thought of Jack when I heard a call coming in on my computer. It was my friend, Mal, calling from Wales.
As my computer cam started to open, the first video frame was a familiar scene I had once viewed. It was the garden behind the house in Cemaes. Immediately I heard the sweet song of the dickey birds singing. My view was clear enough to see the seed on the window sill that was Jack’s favorite. Mal said, “Shhh, be very quiet and listen.” I could hear the doves way in the back in the garden. Their favorite place to sing was from the cherry tree, located in the rear of the garden. Then I heard the sound of feathers in the wind. Oh, to my delight, there on the window sill landed, Jack!
I remained quiet, while I watched Jack enjoy his seeds. It was then that I noticed his right wing. Some of his flight feathers were missing.......
The next thing I remember was opening my eyes, alone in my own bed in St. Petersburg. My head sinking into the pillow to find the tears I had shed during the night. Thinking to myself, “Did I just dream about Jack?” Did Jack come to visit the garden and fly onto the window sill? Is Jack safe at home in the garden in Cemaes?
Is he soaring amongst the clouds in Cemaes or has he moved on into the forest where the ducks flock? One begins to wonder what is important in life as we think about Jack. It is only the ones that have known Jack that can answer that question.
It is a mystery then. I look up into the sky and think of Jack. I think of those who have loved Jack, and whose lives have been changed by knowing him. The skies will never be the same.
Copyright © 2009
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Before The Sun Rises.........
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Sep 6, 2009 11:04 am
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I want you to hold me, my love,
Hold me like you will never let me go.
Watch the sunset sink below the horizon...
And the moon appears in the night sky.
Your eyes are the best stars I have seen.
It is your heart that is larger than the moon
And shines brighter than the sun.
Our love can cross the universe.
I want us to blend together like a waterfall
Like there is no beginning and no end.
All my kisses belong to you.
We will once again feel the comfort of our love
So let the stars sparkle in our eyes
And guide us back together again,
Before the sun rises.....
Copyright © 2009
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Sharing Something About Dreams.....
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Sep 5, 2009 7:01 am
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Dreams come into your head when you least expect it. My dreams are very colorful, are yours? Do you remember your dreams? What do you dream about?
I look forward to sleeping because most of my dreams are about flying... go figure that.
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Jack.....
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Aug 31, 2009 5:30 am
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Last night, I pulled the drapes to one side and gazed out my window to look at the moon, as I remembered how the moon and stars looked on the beach in Cemaes Bay, Wales. The moon rays of light would shimmer on the waves as they rolled gently onto the sand beneath my bare feet. I could still hear the soft sound of the ocean as I thought of Jack when I heard a call coming in on my computer. It was my friend, Mal, calling from Wales.
As my computer cam started to open, the first video frame was a familiar scene I had once viewed. It was the garden behind the house in Cemaes. Immediately I heard the sweet song of the dickey birds singing. My view was clear enough to see the seed on the window sill that was Jack’s favorite. Mal said, “Shhh, be very quiet and listen.” I could hear the doves way in the back in the garden. Their favorite place to sing was from the cherry tree, located in the rear of the garden. Then I heard the sound of feathers in the wind. Oh, to my delight, there on the window sill landed, Jack!
I remained quiet, while I watched Jack enjoy his seeds. It was then that I noticed his right wing. Some of his flight feathers were missing.......
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Gone With The Wind
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Aug 26, 2009 5:07 am
Mood: Resolved,
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I was never one to patiently pick up broken fragments and glue them together again and tell myself that the mended whole was as good as new. What is broken is broken -- and I'd rather remember it as it was at its best than mend it and see the broken places as long as I lived.
---Margaret Mitchell
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Grains of Sand
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Aug 23, 2009 11:24 am
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I can see you walk along our sandy beach
Alone with your hand empty
Alone without my shoulder
The misty rain upon your face
A place I used to touch not long ago.
The love I have for you is more than I can give
It overflows into the air and travels to you.
Do you feel the breeze?
Do you feel the ocean spray of my tears of missing you
As you walk with our memory in your heart?
While you see the grains of sand upon your feet
Wash away your footsteps with the tide
But our love will never fade
Even if the sun sets
Our souls are still hand in hand on our beach.
Copyright © 2009
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Until....
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Aug 19, 2009 7:33 pm
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If I caught the world in a bottle
And everything was still beneath the moon
Without your love would it shine for me?
If I was smart as Aristotle
And understood the rings around the moon
What would it all matter if you loved me?
Here in your arms where the world is impossibly still
With a million dreams to fulfill
And a matter of moments until the dancing ends
Here in your arms when everything seems to be clear
Not a solitary thing would I fear
Except when this moment comes near the dancing's end
If I caught the world in an hourglass
Saddled up the moon so we could ride
Until the stars grew dim, Until...
One day you’ll meet a stranger
And all the noise is silenced in the room
You’ll feel that you're close to some mystery
In the moonlight and everything shatters
You feel as if you’ve known her all your life
The world’s oldest lesson in history
Here in your arms where the world is impossibly still
With a million dreams to fulfill
And a matter of moments until the dancing ends
Here in your arms when everything seems to be clear
Not a solitary thing do I fear
Except when this moment comes near the dancing’s end
Oh, if I caught the world in an hourglass
Saddled up the moon and we would ride
Until the stars grew dim
Until the time that time stands still, Until...
---Sting
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The Seasons of Love Leaves
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Aug 16, 2009 9:20 am
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Budding interest growing
Spring rain of thoughts flowing
Through the open sky
I see it in your eye.
The fun of summer sun
The heat has begun
Rays shining on your face
A kiss, then an embrace.
The autumn passage of orange and red
Falling in our love bed
Colors ignited.
Passion united.
Winter winds blow and shear
Cold is the lonely tear
Frozen in time, just a memory
The leaf of our love is washed out to sea.
Copyright © 2009
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