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some Poetry I have found along the way

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Emerald Carousel

written by: Florence S. Reed
From a book written in "1966"
@ which time she was 80 years young

"This book was dedicated as follows:"

³For all who find pleasure in words,
harmonized, and patterned in Mosaics
of rhythm".

"Letter to June"

I hear the heart of summer
in your chorusing today,
that tinkled in the tree-tops
where tiny finches sway;
that sounded in the cadence
reflections of the willows
waved in a singing-green
reflections of the willows
waved in a sighing-sheen,
Soft, musical, the voices
encircled with their spell.
I saw the heart of summer
In your ³Emerald Carousel²

"When Baby Birds Have Flown"

I wonder if bird parent, tired grown,
their summer plumage drooping, weather-blown
can know the loneliness my heart has known
when baby birds have flown

"My Schedule"

My intentions were good, I would dust the room,
I would clean the window and use the broom,
some errands, some shopping, a telephone call,
I fully intended to take care of all.
But a jeweled Waxwing called, ³Come see the
berries bright and the sycamore tree;²
the linnet trilled, ³come,² the gray dove cooed;
to have failed to heed would have been quite rude.
Their promise of pleasure, thrilling, exciting;
the trees seemed to beckon, their pleading was
so what could I do but follow along?


How prodigal of time
Is youth! we spill the treasure
Lavishly, nor search
For coins that clatter
Carelessly beyond our reach.


Now suddenly we find
The gold leaves of our days
Have crystallized to chains
Held to the pendulum
Of life¹s routines.


Inexorable hours !
The blackward glance,
Infirmities, complacency,
Discourage now the static mind
To smug turgidity.


If you are interested in this type please let me know

I didn¹t want to put too much here to bore you.

Thank you for taking the time to read.


Poem from someone on the Web
sent to me via-e-mail

We sit and we type, and we stare at our screens
We all have to wonder, what this possibly means.
With our mouse we roam, through the rooms in a maze
Looking for something or someone, as we sit in a daze.
We chat with each other, we type all our woes
Small groups we do form, and gang up on our foes.
We wait for somebody, to type out our name
We want recognition, but it is always the same.
We give kisses and hugs, and sometimes flirt
In DCCs we chat deeply, and reveal why we hurt.
We do form friendships - but - why we don't know
But some of these friendships, will flourish and grow.

Why is it on screen, we can be so bold
Telling our secrets, that have never been told.
Why is it we share, the thoughts in our mind
With those we can't see, as though we were blind.

The answer is simple, it is as clear as a bell.
We all have our problems, and need someone to tell.
We can't tell real people, but tell someone we must
So we turn to the 'puter, and to those we can trust.
Even though it is crazy, the truth still remains
They are Friends Without Faces, and odd little names.



The Child and the Faeries
The woods are full of faeries !
The trees are all alive;
The river overflows with them,
See how they dip and dive !
What funny little fellows !
What dainty little dears !
They dance and leap,
and prance and peep,
And utter fairy cheers !
I'd like to tame a fairy,
To keep it on a shelf,
And dress its little self.
I'd teach it pretty manners,
It always should say "please",
And then you know I'd make it sew,
And curtsey with its knees !
~ Unknown ~

**The Faerie Dance**

By the moone we sport and play,
With the night begins our day;
As we daunce, the dew doth fall;
Trip it little urchins all,
Lightly as the little Bee,
Two by two and three by three:
And about go wee, and about go wee.

~ William Shakespeare:
Midsummer's Night Dream ~

Your hours are your most precious possession.
This day is all you have.
Waste not a minute.
~ Unknown ~



That dwells in the heart.
You don't know how it happens,
Or when it gets its start.
But you know the special lift,
It always brings.
And you realize that Friendship,
Is God's most precious gift!

~~Author Unknown~~


Tiny Angel - (Angel In My Pocket)

I am a tiny Angel
I'm smaller than your thumb;
I live in people pockets,
That's where I have my fun.
Before I was an Angel I was the beauty in a flower;
God, Himself, hand-picked me,
And gave me Angel power.
And, because God is so busy
With all He has to do,
He said that my assignment
Is to keep close watch on you
. When He tucked me in your pocket,
He blessed you with Angel care;
Then, He told me to never leave you
And I vowed always to be here.

By Virginia Ellis ©1999


Priceless Gift

Friendship is a priceless gift
that cannot be bought or sold,
But it's value is far greater
than a mountain made of gold.

For gold is cold and lifeless,
it can neither see nor hear
And in the time of trouble
it is powerless to cheer

It has no ears to listen
nor heart to understand,
It cannot bring you comfort or
reach out a helping hand

So when you ask God for a gift
Be thankful if He sends
Not diamonds, pearls, or riches
But the love of real true friends

~~Author - Helen Steiner Rice~~


~~ A Forever Friend ~~

Sometimes in life,
you find a special friend;
Someone who changes your life
just by being part of it.

Someone who makes you laugh
until you can't stop;
Someone who makes you believe
that there really is good in the world.
Someone who convinces you
that there really is an unlocked door
just waiting for you to open it.
This is Forever Friendship.

When you're down,
and the world seems dark and empty,
Your forever friend lifts you up in spirit
and makes that dark and empty world
suddenly seem bright and full.

Your forever friend gets you through
the hard times, the sad times,
and the confused times.
If you turn and walk away,
your forever friend follows.
If you lose your way,
your forever friend guides you
and cheers you on.

Your forever friend holds your hand
and tells you that
everything is going to be okay.
And if you find such a friend,
you feel happy and complete,
because you need not worry.
You have a forever friend for life,
and forever has no end.

TOBI - that is you!!

Your Friend - ANGEL


~ You're Only As Old As You Think You Are ~

This is a time in my life that I don't want to miss--
old age is a privilege denied to a lot of people
and the best way to avoid becoming an old dog
is to keep learning new tricks

I always say that age is only important
if you happen to be wine or cheese
Yet when I get out of the shower
I am relieved that the mirror is all fogged up
I have also noticed that I'm beginning to decline a lot of offers --
preferring to stay home --
which is probably why they call these the "declining years"

After middle-aged spread I look forward to old-age shrinkage
and I'm much too wise to ever want to be young again

~ Author ~
Natasha Josefowitz


~ These Are The Years of Living Dangerously ~

I drank milk the day after its expiration date
I talked to the bus driver while the bus was in motion
I did not brush my teeth before going to bed
I took off the tag on my pillow that says "Do not remove"
I live dangerously

~ Author ~
Natasha Josefowitz


~~ Sometimes I Forget ~~

Sometimes when I dial a phone number
by the time someone answers I forget who it was I was calling

Sometimes when I write a note to myself
to answer a call or a letter I forget where I put it

I have to check if my toothbrush is wet
to know whether I had already brushed my teeth that morning

Sometimes on my way home I drive right by my house
and only notice it a few blocks later

I forget whether I meant to say something
or whether I have already said it

But often I remember the kind words
the sweet smells, sunlit days, a tender touch
a book I loved, music, a picture, a special event

I guess I remember more than I forget

~ Author ~
Natasha Josefowitz


~~ When I am An Old Woman ~~

When I am an old woman I shall wear purple
With a red hat which doesn't go, and doesn't suit me,
And I shall spend my pension on brandy and summer gloves
And satin sandals, and say we've no money for butter.
I shall sit down on the pavement when I'm tired
And gobble up samples in shops and press alarm bells
And run my stick along the public railings
And make up for the sobriety of my youth.

I shall go out in my slippers in the rain
And pick the flowers in other people's gardens
And learn to spit.
You can wear terrible shirts and grow more fat
And eat three pounds of sausages at a go
Or only bread and a pickle for a week
And hoard pens and pencils and beer mats and things in boxes.

But now we must have clothes that keep us dry
And pay our rent and not swear in the street
And set a good example for the children.
We will have friends to dinner and read the papers.
But maybe I ought to practice a little now?
So people who know me are not too shocked and surprised
When suddenly I am old and start to wear purple.

~ Author ~
~ Jenny Joseph ~


~~~ When Somebody Dies ~~~

A cloud turns into an angel,
and flies up to tell God to put another flower on a pillow.
A bird gives the message back to the world,
and sings a silent prayer that makes the rain cry.
People disappear, but they never really go away.
The spirits up there put the sun to bed, wake up grass,
and spin the earth in dizzy circles.
Sometimes you can see them dancing in a cloud during
the day-time, when they're supposed to be sleeping.
They paint the rainbows and also the sunsets
and make waves splash and tug at the tide.
They toss shooting stars and listen to wishes.
And when they sing wind-songs, they whisper to us,
don't miss me too much.
The view is nice and I'm doing just fine.

~ Author ~
~ Ashley ~


~~~ Hello God ~~~

Hello God, I called tonight To talk a little while..
I need a friend who'll listen
You see, I can't quite make it Through a day just on my own...
I need your love to guide me, So I'll never feel alone
I want to ask you please to keep, My family safe and sound.
Come and fill their lives with confidence For whatever fate they're bound.
Give me faith, dear God, to face Each hour throughout the day,
And not to worry over things I can't change in any way.
I thank you God, for being home And listening to my call,
For giving me such good advice When I stumble and fall.
Your number, God, is the only one That answers every time.
I never get a busy signal, Never had to pay a dime.
So thank you, God, for listening To my troubles and my sorrow.
Good night, God, I love You, too, And I'll call again tomorrow!

~~ author unknown ~~



Just close your Eyes and open your heart,
And feel your worries and cares depart.
Just yield yourself to the Father above,
And let him hold you secure in his love.

For life on earth grows more involved,
With endless problems that can't be solved,
But God only asks us to do our best,
Then he will take over and finish the rest...

So when you are tired, discouraged and blue,
There is always one door that is open to you,
And that is the door to The House of Prayer,
And you'll find God waiting to meet you there.
And The House of Prayer is no further away,
than the quiet spot where you kneel and pray.

For the heart is a temple when God is there
As we place ourselves in his loving care.
And he hears every prayer and answers each one
When we Pray in His name - Thy will be done.
The burdens that seemed too heavy to bear
Are lifted away on the wings of a prayer.

~Author Unknown~


Is the heart's own way
Of holding loved ones close
And keeping us
in constant touch
With those
who mean the most.
is the heart's own way
Of sending loving thoughts today!

A friend is someone we turn to
When our spirits need a lift,
A friend is someone we treasure
For true friendship is a gift.
A friend is someone we laugh with
Over little personal things,
A friend is someone we're serious with
In facing whatever life brings.
A friend is someone who fills our lives
With beauty and joy and grace
And makes the world that we live in
A better and happier place!

~ author - unknown ~


Friends Are Like Angels

Our friends are like angels,
Who brighten our days.
In all kinds of wonderful,
Magical ways.

Their thoughtfulness comes,
As a gift from above.
And we feel we're surrounded,
By warm, caring love.

Like upside-down rainbows,
Their smiles bring the sun.
And they fill ho-hum moments,
With laughter and fun.

Friends are like angels,
Without any wings.
Blessing our lives,
With the most precious things.

~~ Author Unknown ~~

Collected Thoughts

"When you are born, you cry and the world rejoices. Live your life in such a way that when you die the world cries and you rejoice."
--- Indian Proverb

"Nobody can make you feel inferior without your consent."
--- Eleanor Roosevelt

"People are like stained glass windows; they sparkle and shine when the sun is out, but when the darkness sets in, their true beauty is revealed only if there is a light from within."

"Prayer is talking to God. Meditation is listening to God."
--- Author unknown

"Often people attempt to live their lives backwards: they try to have more things, or more money, in order to do more of what they want so that they will be happier. The way it actually works is the reverse. You must first be who you really are, then, do what you need to do, in order to have what you want."
--- Margaret Young

"I went to the woods because I wished to live deliberately, to front only the essential facts of life, and see if I could not learn what it had to teach, and not, when I came to die, discover that I had not lived..."
--- from Henry David Thoreau's WALDEN

If you want a rose bush, do not plant a tomato seed. If you want kindness, do not plant indifference. Always know that you will harvest your own crop.
-- Author Unknown

Today is the tomorrow you worried about yesterday ... and all is well.
-- Author Unknown

Don't wait for your ship to come in; swim out to it.
-- Author Unknown

The ultimate lesson all of us have to learn is unconditional love, which includes not only others but ourselves as well.
-- Author Unknown

Your words are a window to your heart.
-- Author Unknown

Don't forget, a person's greatest emotional need is to feel appreciated. If I wait to be happy, I'll wait forever. If I'm happy now, I'll be happy forever.
-- Author Unknown

"Friends are angels who lift us to our feet when our wings have trouble remembering how to fly."
~ Author Unknown

Of all the blossoms in life's garden, friendship is the most fragrant.

We are all travellers in the wilderness of this world, and the best that we find in our travels is an honest friend.
Robert Louis Stevenson


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