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Post by Lord Abiyownah on Jul 28, 2005 21:21:35 GMT -5
thought I would come back to see what a year has wraught...and I am pleased deep within my heart to see the beauty still flows from the soul of true artists...
your friend always
Terry T..aka..Abiyownah
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Post by Pensive on Aug 14, 2005 23:18:02 GMT -5
I wrote this awhile back, but it seemed to fit our recent visit with friends across the big pond so I thought I would share it with ya'll...
Acquaintances come and go
Like a falling star in the night sky
A passing whisper shared for but a short time
A bond not intended, no answer as to why
“True” friendships, ones of the heart
A gift given by the Lord above
Few and rare blessings, not to deny
A special bond formed in Faith, Trust and Love
Is not for us to question why
The need to know or continual guessing
Accept his gracious gift unconditionally
As “True” friendship is “truly” a blessing.
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Post by Dream Loxley on Aug 15, 2005 2:04:46 GMT -5
  Lovely Amyra. May I add a little "Forever Friends" quote from a little book gifted to me many years ago. Here's to you, dear friend.
Here's to you and me.
I'm very, very happy
You're just my cup of tea! .......... 
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Post by Pensive on Aug 15, 2005 8:23:00 GMT -5
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Post by Thorgrimm Halfdane on Aug 18, 2005 16:44:43 GMT -5
I thought this poem by Max Erhmann seemed to be in keeping with the "friendship" theme.
Calm Faces
Work well done and its just reward,
sunshine, rest and love -- these are the
desiderata of happiness. In one fashion or
another we see them somewhere afar
in our path; and the vision keeps us in good
humour with the world and with
ourselves. "Sometime," we say. "we shall
come into our own -- sometime." And
meanwhile life grows stiller and stiller,
rebellion settles into submission, great
ambitions turn to simple things. Though we
have been roughly awakened from
the intoxication of youth's enchanted
visions, if we have learned our lesson well,
may we find a cheering ray of light
in the shadows of evening, and go with calm
faces among our neighbours and our friends.
:)T.
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Post by Dream Loxley on Aug 19, 2005 5:09:18 GMT -5
Ooooh I like that one T....... never heard it before How true.....in many ways. A quote from some place that touched me and stayed within my mind......... to share "It takes a minute to find a special person, an hour to appreciate them, a day to love them, but then an entire life to forget them."
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Post by Pensive on Aug 19, 2005 17:08:58 GMT -5
WOW to both T and Dream.. just.. WOW
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Post by Dream Loxley on Aug 22, 2005 2:27:18 GMT -5
I have possibly posted this before........... but lately I have been reminded of it, and how true the words are. Simple and yet so powerful in their meaning. Have you ever watched kids
On a merry-go-round?
Or listened to the rain
Slapping on the ground?
Ever followed a butterfly's erratic flight?
Or gazed at the sun into the fading night?
You better slow down.
Don't dance so fast.
Time is short.
The music won't last.
Do you run through each day
On the fly?
When you ask "How are you?"
Do you hear the reply?
When the day is done
Do you lie in your bed
With the next hundred chores
Running through your head?
You'd better slow down
Don't dance so fast.
Time is short.
The music won't last.
Ever told your child,
We'll do it tomorrow?
And in your haste,
Not see his sorrow?
Ever lost touch,
Let a good friendship die,
Cause you never had time
To call and say "Hi"?
You'd better slow down.
Don't dance so fast.
Time is short.
The music won't last.
When you run so fast to get somewhere
You miss half the fun of getting there.
When you worry and hurry through your day,
It is like an unopened gift....
Thrown away.
Life is not a race.
Do take it slower
Hear the music
Before the song is over.
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Post by 2shy2givename on Sept 11, 2005 18:25:48 GMT -5
Precious moments sat and held its head up high
It looked about and wondered at all the simpler moments
That was not as good as it. Proud was Precious sitting atop its perch.
Like a peacock it spanned its wings and preened the feathers of time cast about its body.
Precious forgot about its Creator but knew that he was indeed held in high esteem..
It was then that he looked about..and with eyes newly opened it found that the Simple moments were being chosen by the Creator. That smile, that tender embrace; all were taken and held close to the Creators bosom. It was then that it realized that all moments are precious, all times are gifts to the Creator
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Post by Lady Edfeil on Sept 12, 2005 0:11:19 GMT -5
I always love this thread!
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Post by Thorgrimm Halfdane on Sept 12, 2005 5:14:26 GMT -5
Here's a short one of mine just to lighten the mood.  MOLOCH. Thorny Devil sits in the Sun, And gulps down black ants one by one. But should the desert get too hot, He hides 'neath the Spinifex where it's not. " Moloch horridus" is his name, His many spikes his claim to fame. And enemies he has few, They find him very hard to chew. Arrayed with spines from tail to head, You would not want him in your bed. So, dear friend, my best advice is, Just leave him to his own devices. T.
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Post by Pensive on Sept 13, 2005 23:47:33 GMT -5
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Post by Dream Loxley on Sept 14, 2005 8:12:15 GMT -5
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Post by Thorgrimm Halfdane on Sept 30, 2005 17:19:14 GMT -5
GONE IN SEPTEMBER.
And then you were gone.
I could only stare at the phone,
In numb disbelief.
A plane crash, they said.
So many questions.
How could this happen?
Why did this happen?
I was the eldest,
It wasn’t supposed,
To be like this!
You were always there.
Part of my life,
A given.
Not a taken-for-granted,
But a constant.
How I miss your smile,
Your insights,
Our talks,
You.
Now the jigsaw that is me,
Has a piece missing.
And I must try to fill that void,
With photographs and memories.
With love,
And a brother’s love is forever.
I will never forget you.
Vale
T.
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Post by Pensive on Oct 6, 2005 8:47:51 GMT -5
WOW T. .. that touched a place in my heart, for sure..
This recent one of mine just had me in awe when I indeed stood and watched an Eagle Soar..
To Soar with Eagles
With outstretched wings
An Eagle soars
It’s final destination
Not always known
A silent flight
Across the sky
I stop to watch
It’s uncharted journey
A sight to behold
The graceful freedom
For but a moment
Suspended in time
Lost in thought
With an envious mind
To Soar with Eagles
If only in dreams
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Lovely Amyra.
