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Music
Posted:Feb 21, 2008 1:40 am
Last Updated:Oct 25, 2008 4:33 am
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Music is a gift that feels our heart each day
The blessings of music heal our souls each day
Music relieves the stress in our daily lives
Music is soothing to our ears
The blessings of music heal the sick and comfort the sick also
The blessings of music
Is powerful
It is wonderful to hear
When somebody is playing something for every one to listen
His giving you his gift of music to you and others
And to you also God
The blessings of music
Music is powerful
And has a great impact in everybody’s lives
The blessings of music
Music is universal
The blessings of music
You can hear the music being played from far away
Every song is special
Every song has a different meaning and different words
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Sunset
Posted:Feb 18, 2008 11:56 pm
Last Updated:Oct 25, 2008 4:33 am
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Every night
The horizon lights up
Swirls of pink and orange
Fading to blue and purple

Few bother to look anymore
At a blessing
That only comes once a day

Each sunset is different
No two exactly alike
Difference flows throughout
While it is the only similarity

Over the ocean
Or through the sky scrapers
Out on the prairie
Or in an apartment

You can still see a piece
A piece of something
Something never to return
A sunset

For the colors are shimmering
For a moment they stay
Only to disappear into change
Change just as beautiful as the last

This is why
No matter where you go
One thing remains the same,
A difference in sunsets

In your very own sunset
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The Bond Between a Mother and a
Posted:Feb 18, 2008 12:07 am
Last Updated:Oct 25, 2008 4:34 am
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The bond between a mother and is the most precious gift of all. It is this unexplainable most fulfilling feeling that only 'that' mother and can share. A mother should never feel they have to stop protecting their . Of course they must let them make their own decisions and let them grow as an individual, but they must never stop protecting or being a guide for their life. A mother knows their best.. and knows what's best for their happiness. No matter how old that is she will always be her mother's baby, sister, and best friend. And never forget, a , will always want to be her mother's baby, sister, and best friend. No matter what may occur, a never wants her mom to stop being that guide. We will always need our moms; no matter how old we are.
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I'm A Happy Dog
Posted:Feb 16, 2008 2:03 am
Last Updated:Feb 17, 2008 2:29 am
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I’m a happy at the beach
If I had the power of speech
I would tell you all
To throw my ball
I’m a happy at the beach

I’m a happy at the beach
There are no new tricks you can teach
I’m bouncy and glad
And my tail wags like mad
I’m a happy at the beach

I’m a happy at the beach
My joy is always in reach
Whatever the talk
It’s the best place to walk
I’m a happy at the beach

I’m a happy at the beach
As I hear the seagulls screech
I chase and I bark
Long into the dark
I’m a happy at the beach

I’m a happy at the beach
And I don’t want to start to preach
But if you ask me
The best thing to see
Is a happy at the beach
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Colour Of Love
Posted:Feb 15, 2008 1:41 pm
Last Updated:Feb 16, 2008 12:05 am
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Morning’s light reveals,
the angel next to me.
Lying silent and still,
fragile yet strong.

I watch the angel stir,
blink his eyes and smile,
simple acts that take my breath away.
Before my eyes, he descends,
from heaven back to earth,
my companion for another day.

You see his hair is the shade of all my dreams,
his voice is a warm embrace.
His smile is the beacon that guides me on,
and his eyes as the color of love.

Throughout my day, he’s by my side,
my angel, my guide, my love.
His wisdom helps guide me,
his kindness refreshes,
his presence, a light from above.

When I’m with him,
all decisions seem simple,
he filters them to black and white.
When I’m near him,
my soul is at peace,
his glow takes the edge off of life.

You see his hair is the shade of all my dreams,
his voice is a warm embrace.
His smile is the beacon that guides me on,
and his eyes as the color of love.

Night again falls,
and as I lay by his side,
his presence lulls me to sleep.
I drift off to dream,
and smile because I know,
tomorrow, I see him again.

Dreams begin to invade my mind,
old friends, who have returned for a stay.
Each of them smiling, reminding me that,
he’s only a heartbeat away.

You see his hair is the shade of all my dreams,
his voice is a warm embrace.
His smile is the beacon that guides me on,
and his eyes as the color of love.

He colors my world, in the color of love.
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To Love
Posted:Feb 15, 2008 1:16 am
Last Updated:Feb 15, 2008 3:15 pm
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Love, so strenuously difficult to comprehend at times,
Yet magically two beautiful spirits collide.
Like an effervescent river of wild water falling spiritless beneath the oceans bottom, transcending both time and space creating passions intensely blissful.
Without Love, one collides quickly,
Without Love there is no brighter tommorrow.
Hold dearly within the palms of your hands for the majestic outcome would bring tremendous joy.
Like wind the breeze of love is like the warmth of the Santa Ana.
Like Rain the beauty trembles within every kiss.
In each others arms a bond lurks so perfectly intertwined, within the seams of a ripened heart......
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Summers Day
Posted:Feb 15, 2008 1:12 am
Last Updated:Feb 15, 2008 1:29 pm
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The beauty of a Summer's day begins
Watching the bright, morning sun rise,
Dew upon the lawn and roses,
And the early flight of colorful butterflies.

The beauty of a Summer's day
Is an attractive and picturesque one,
A sky of a variable color of pale to light blue,
And sport and entertainment for everyone.

The beauty of a Summer's day
Is stetched with green foliage on the hill,
And colorful wildflowers bordering the roadway,
The water wheel turning at the grist mill.

The beauty of a Summer's day increases
Watching the rolling waves of the ocean,
Sea shells washing upon the sandy shore,
And gazing at the sea gulls gliding in slow motion.

The finality of a Summer's day
Is depicted with memorable scenes
Of picnicking, camping, swimming, and traveling,
Reserved for Summer enthusiasts for future dreams.
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I Am Home
Posted:Feb 6, 2008 12:19 am
Last Updated:Feb 15, 2008 12:56 am
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Thank you all for your kind words, I am now back at home and slowly on the mend. I am glad to be back.
Hope you all have been well and everything okay.
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Operation/Bye
Posted:Jan 24, 2008 12:45 am
Last Updated:Oct 25, 2008 4:35 am
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Just want to say to all my friends a big thank you and If I dont not return then thanks for all your friendship.
I need a operation and the surgeon has given me only a 20% chance of surviving because of my MS as it has now advanced that much it is affecting my lungs, liver, heart and kidneys. I hope I make it through this operation okay and I can return to FF with all my friends.
If I dont make it through this operation well I am saying Bye to you all now, and enjoy your life.
I go into hospital next tuesday night and have my operation on Wednesday morning.
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Walk The Dog
Posted:Jan 22, 2008 11:47 pm
Last Updated:Feb 3, 2008 1:23 pm
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A WOMAN was flying from Seattle to San Francisco. Unexpectedly, the plane was diverted to Sacramento along the way. The flight attendant explained that there would be a delay, and if the passengers wanted to get off the aircraft the plane would re-board in 50 minutes.

Everybody got off the plane except one lady who was blind. The man had noticed her as he walked by and could tell the lady was blind because her Seeing Eye lay quietly underneath the seats in front of her throughout the entire flight.

He could also tell she had flown this very flight before because the pilot approached her, and calling her by name, said, "Kathy, we are in Sacramento for almost an hour. Would you like to get off and stretch your legs?" The blind lady replied, "No thanks, but maybe Buddy would like to stretch his legs."

Picture this:

All the people in the gate area came to a complete standstill when they looked up and saw the pilot walk off the plane with a Seeing Eye dog!

The pilot was even wearing sunglasses. People scattered. They not only tried to change planes, but they were trying to change airlines!

True story... Have a great day and remember... A DAY WITHOUT LAUGHTER IS A DAY WASTED!!!
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