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Mon 12/17/07 12:53 AM
Beautiful gray skies hypnotizes and conjures daydreams
Drawn to the window while , what seems like, millions of frozen petals, float gracefully
The hardened earth invites readily as its slowly blanketed by mystical serenity
The wind guides and cradles its children
The beautiful gray smiles down as it shares itself to all who will admire
Childlike happiness grows inside with each passing minute
Even the bitter cold of winter has its alluring traits
More quickly the travelers fall now
In an attempt to conceal the last of the fallen heroes left by autumn
Still hypnotized unable to free myself from the portal
I share my soul, if even for a few moments, with the beauty of the gray cold

Obscurelight

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Mon 12/17/07 12:47 AM

Pride

Nickolas
I will always love you and always be there for you.


He entered my life at six months old
with no one to be his father.
As occurs all too much in this world,
someone just didn't bother.

My love for his mother,
grew and grew.
Something else happened,
I fell in love with him too.

Nine years went by too fast

Remembering-
The times I ran when he fell.
Listening to the stories he`d tell.
Watching the world through his eyes.
Hurting every time he cries.

He is a wonderful child,
with a brilliant mind.
Compassionate,
funny,
exceedingly kind.

It cannot be measured all I learned from him.

I was supposed to be the teacher.

Nine years went by too fast.


For his birthday this year,
he asked.

Could we be a family again?
Now, that's heart wrenching stuff,
from a child of ten.

Last night I cried,
when we ended our call.
No, it wasn't for the,
I love you.
You will see.
The tears were a mixture,
of pride and sad.
For the word he chose,
to call me was...
Dad

Author kc0003



Agreed..Pride is one of the best I've ever seen

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Mon 12/17/07 12:46 AM
Imperfections

Accepting ones Soul
Look deep within
Perfect I think not
Imperfections Ohhhhhhhh I so bestow
Acceptance I ask
Accept me as I am
Shortcomings Yes I have a few
Patience I so do lose
Battered and bruised
Rich I am not
Rich in love,, this I have lots of
Life is glorious
Beauty stands before us
My life taken once for granted
My life now seen through reality
Lost was I, mistakes I made
Found my way … on the road of life
Failure is a part of life
Imperfections are a part of me
Overcoming obstacles… yes I have these
Imperfections is what makes me
Individual in my reality
You and me quite complete you see
Imperfections we all have these
Accept each other value their worth
For imperfections quite simply are
Open Doors to ones body, mind and soul…
Imperfections,,, oh yes I have these

Author: LAMom

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Mon 12/17/07 12:40 AM
Your words are an echo of the truth's hidden in the darkest depths of my secret heart...

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Mon 12/17/07 12:36 AM
(((MOM)))flowerforyou

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Mon 12/17/07 12:25 AM
I wait in the dark of night..for a word...a single word...to tell me that you are still there...that you are still mine. I'm quietly, patiently, waiting to find out the answer to a single question. Why? Why do you haunt me. Your eyes gaze deep into my soul. I know you...and yet we have never met. How do I know you...where from? I have never seen your face, but your eyes...my love, your eyes are older than that. They speak to me of a million lives. I half remember your arms around me, your lips softly brushing mine in the dark of night on a faraway moonlit beach...I know you...I remember you...but how? And why?

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Sun 12/16/07 09:35 PM
16 since 4 oclock

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Sun 12/16/07 09:30 PM
Proof that it is the best movie ever...I've bought it 5 times, and still dont own it because people keep taking it...lmao

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Sun 12/16/07 09:27 PM
KC...definately

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Sun 12/16/07 09:10 PM
$480

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Sun 12/16/07 04:26 AM
Naptime...nothing like falling asleep to the sound of rain...yawn

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Sun 12/16/07 04:24 AM
flowerforyou flowerforyou :cry: :cry:

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Sun 12/16/07 04:22 AM
I see that there has been a lot of weaving going on tonight...laugh laugh flowerforyou

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Sun 12/16/07 04:21 AM
flowerforyou Good write hun...

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Sun 12/16/07 04:20 AM
(((LastChance)))flowerforyou thank you!

Long time no see!

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Sun 12/16/07 04:18 AM
s1owhand...you are having cocoa? laugh laugh laugh I am too!

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Sun 12/16/07 04:09 AM
What kind of miricle do you need?

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Sun 12/16/07 04:06 AM

What a beautiful mind....and how true it is what you say

flowerforyou blushing Thank you...but I really did go a wandering tonight...and I did stop at 4am for coffee and chat...I truely believe that these things are VERY importantflowerforyou

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Sun 12/16/07 04:00 AM
thank you s1owhand...flowerforyou

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Sun 12/16/07 03:55 AM
I wandered tonight, in the dark and the rain...to feel the wind on my skin. It crossed my mind what people would see if they looked out into the darkness to find me walking in solitude. Would they see someone lost and depressed? Or maybe someone who may be a bit crazy? The few...the very few would understand the peace to be found alone in the dark...walking as the sky opened up as though just for you. The childish joy of knowing that the puddles are lonely and longing to be jumped in. My mind wandered, even as my feet did. Why is it that we are asked by society to give up these small joys in life to conform to the norm? Is life even worth living without knowing the feeling of rain falling across your face? Without taking the time out to invite someone in out of the rain just to have coffee and chat for a few in the dead of night? Without having the joy of seeing everything as though for the first time? Why is it that we are all taught to grow up...to give up these things? Things like cocoa, naptime, puddle-jumping, coloring pictures for no reason, laughing when no one is there to hear you, singing at the top of your lungs even though your voice is horrible...why oh why would anyone ever want to leave these things behind? Am I alone in this knowledge that the small childish joys, are the ones that make life worth living?

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