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Birdie says....
Gisele Jaquenod and and her lovely Birdie are hosting a new "Birdie Scripted" contest. You can have a look at the details of the contest by clicking here. There is a cute little birdie printed on the mug and we need to think of a little script for a Birdie Says mug. My cute Birdie says LOVE LIFE 2 LIVE LIFE. Hope you and the cute birdie likes it dear.
Rush in to particiapte dear friends.....
What Is A Friend?
A friend is someone that you hold dear,
Someone who will always be there to hear,
The good the bad your dreams and your fears,
When your at your best or shedding a tear;
A friend is someone you feel comfortable around,
Someone who you trust when you are lost to be found.
The anger the pain the hurt and the sound,
When your slipping and falling and crash to the ground;
A friend is someone who will always be there,
Someone who you know will unconditionally care,
The moments the memories the unfortunate the unfair,
A true friend is hard to come by it's true,
Someone who truly cares when you are blue,
The times you fell, you walked, and you flew,
Then I found one of these friends in YOU.......
Monday, November 3, 2008
Make It Forever
Have you ever seen a beautiful sunset?
Have you ever viewed an autumn moon?
They are far more beautiful
When shared with your love.
Have you ever travels by train or bus?
Have you ever boated on a beautiful lake?
They are fare more pleasant
When shared with your love.
Have you ever sat in the comfort of your home?
Have you ever dined at your favorite restaurant?
They are far more enjoyable
When shared with your love.
Have you ever vacationed down by the sea?
Have you ever vacationed up in the mountains?
They are far more exciting
When shared with your love.
Your love makes my life live.
Sometimes
today, yesterday, tomorrow. Sometime, I
have to admit inside I’m still a child.
The world goes on unaware.
Pain, I hide as an adult, inside.
As a child, eyes open wide,
filled with tears. I sigh.
I feel as though the child inside,
has died. Killed by the adult
I’m forced to be, wishing to
be the child, hidden inside of me.
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