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A White Rose

The red rose whispers of passion,
And the white rose breathes of love;
O, the red rose is a falcon,
And the white rose is a dove.
But I send you a cream-white rosebud
With a flush on its petal tips;
For the love that is purest and sweetest
Has a kiss of desire on the lips.

- J B O'Reilly (1844-1890) -[/SIZE][/CENTER]
I love that sweetie! I'll be snagging it if that's alright? lol it's beautiful!
 

mystical

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of course you can snag it hun, I have been meaning to come here for ages but have never got round to it. I have a load of poems stored in my files (need them for church) I'll have a sort through and share with you :inlove:
 

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SLOW DANCE

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.

~name of author unknown~​
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I love this one..such a lesson that needs to be repeated time and aagain...thanks darlin...*kisses!!!*:colgate:
 

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A White Rose

The red rose whispers of passion,
And the white rose breathes of love;
O, the red rose is a falcon,
And the white rose is a dove.
But I send you a cream-white rosebud
With a flush on its petal tips;
For the love that is purest and sweetest
Has a kiss of desire on the lips.

- J B O'Reilly (1844-1890) -[/SIZE][/CENTER]

Thank you Mystical...this was a great addition to the thread...HUGS
 

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The Canadian Man ...

I know this man up north
he's rugged and he's rough
but if you were to ask him
he'd say he's not so tough

he's got a way about him
he's got a certain flair
he's got the bluest eyes
he's got the wildest hair

he's been there should I need him
he's always heard my call
and if I were to stumble
he would never let me fall

so here I am to say to him
his worth I'm sure to know
he means so very much to me
and together watch us grow

Charlene~​
 

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[QUOTE="squirt, post: 1696430]
The Canadian Man ...​


I know this man up north
he's rugged and he's rough
but if you were to ask him
he'd say he's not so tough

he's got a way about him
he's got a certain flair
he's got the bluest eyes
he's got the wildest hair

he's been there should I need him
he's always heard my call
and if I were to stumble
he would never let me fall

so here I am to say to him
his worth I'm sure to know
he means so very much to me
and together watch us grow


Charlene~
[/quote]ahem...clearing throat and drying a tear...you are my Texas star...i am lost for words Charlene...lol....not often it happens where i cant think...you have melted my heart with your words...where are those tissues...lol...and grow we shall...hand in hand...side by side..walking this path togerther...the most beautiful words:inlove::inlove:
 

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[QUOTE="squirt, post: 1696434]*hands Ken a tissue and kisses him on the cheek ... I love you :inlove: :inlove: [/quote]when God joined or paths he sent me an angel on earth...i love you too my Texas star :inlove: :inlove:
 

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Glad to see you finally got here... Please do share whatever you feel like sharing...this is a great thread,and made moreso by your presence...HUGS[/COLOR]
awww... that is so sweet of you to say so :blush: :blush: thank you :inlove:
 

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Motionless

If time could stand still, I’d freeze it here,
So you’d always hold me, close and near.
In your arms, where I’m meant to be,
Filled with the perfect love you’ve given me.

A bond so strong, a hold so tight,
To know you’re the one; my ‘Mr. Right’.
A blessing sent from up above,
In you I’ve found my one true love.

Our lives entwined to be as one,
Upon this journey we’ve just begun.
Where you and I will find no less,
Than eternal love and happiness.

- Kelley Saint -
 

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Falling leaves

Leaves, what are they?
Some people would say they are a mess,
Some would say they are a nuisance,
I don't see them that way.

I see a beautiful cascade of confetti,
Their colours,
The different shades of greens, the reds, golds and browns.
I see the old tree that they have fallen from,
They stand so tall, so proud, knowing and so wise.
They hear all, and see all.
They stretch their long empty branches to the sky, and say to our Father,
Thank you, for taking the weight from me,
I can now rest awhile, all my children have grown and left me,
But they have not gone far, I see them around my feet,
How they change, first they are green, now they are red and as
They grow older gold and brown.

Now comes the change in their lives,
They start to dry up and crack,
Mother earth then takes over and covers them with a white blanket,
And sends them to sleep,
There they stay until the sun grows warm and melts the snow upon the ground.

I look down! What do I see a new generation growing next to me,
The young saplings are pushing their heads through the earth,
Stretching, their tiny fingers for all their worth.
Life goes on and when the time comes,
Their children will grow and leave them,
Just like us humans, we are just the same, when you think of it,
Our lives are like that of the trees, and their falling leaves.
Don't you agree?

- Dee aka Mystical -
 

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Laying In Front Of The
Fireplace On A Rug
As The Fire Light Flickers
I Think Once Again Of My
On True Love Of How We Injoyed
The Fireplace Light
An The Love It Though In The Night
Of Loving Arms An Touching Hands
Of Holding Tight An Warm Gentle
Kisses
Through The Night
Oh How I Long To Be Back
There Again With You Beside Me
The Warmth Of The Fire
An Your Love Was Surely
Sent From God Above
Becouse You Are My Own
True Love
 

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Falling leaves

Leaves, what are they?
Some people would say they are a mess,
Some would say they are a nuisance,
I don't see them that way.

I see a beautiful cascade of confetti,
Their colours,
The different shades of greens, the reds, golds and browns.
I see the old tree that they have fallen from,
They stand so tall, so proud, knowing and so wise.
They hear all, and see all.
They stretch their long empty branches to the sky, and say to our Father,
Thank you, for taking the weight from me,
I can now rest awhile, all my children have grown and left me,
But they have not gone far, I see them around my feet,
How they change, first they are green, now they are red and as
They grow older gold and brown.

Now comes the change in their lives,
They start to dry up and crack,
Mother earth then takes over and covers them with a white blanket,
And sends them to sleep,
There they stay until the sun grows warm and melts the snow upon the ground.

I look down! What do I see a new generation growing next to me,
The young saplings are pushing their heads through the earth,
Stretching, their tiny fingers for all their worth.
Life goes on and when the time comes,
Their children will grow and leave them,
Just like us humans, we are just the same, when you think of it,
Our lives are like that of the trees, and their falling leaves.
Don't you agree?

- Dee aka Mystical -
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*claps hands ... bravo Dee!!! yes I most ceratainly agree! :bigsmile:
 

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* hugs the squirt,drys the lovely tears from her face by kissing them away* afternoon,darlin'..I'm glad you liked it *kisses!!!!!* :bigsmile: :inlove: [/COLOR]
*smiling brightly, the tears long since dried as in your arms I seem to be able to only find happiness ... good afternoon darlin' (a day later lol) *kisses!!!* :bigsmile: :inlove:
 

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Falling leaves

Leaves, what are they?
Some people would say they are a mess,
Some would say they are a nuisance,
I don't see them that way.

I see a beautiful cascade of confetti,
Their colours,
The different shades of greens, the reds, golds and browns.
I see the old tree that they have fallen from,
They stand so tall, so proud, knowing and so wise.
They hear all, and see all.
They stretch their long empty branches to the sky, and say to our Father,
Thank you, for taking the weight from me,
I can now rest awhile, all my children have grown and left me,
But they have not gone far, I see them around my feet,
How they change, first they are green, now they are red and as
They grow older gold and brown.

Now comes the change in their lives,
They start to dry up and crack,
Mother earth then takes over and covers them with a white blanket,
And sends them to sleep,
There they stay until the sun grows warm and melts the snow upon the ground.

I look down! What do I see a new generation growing next to me,
The young saplings are pushing their heads through the earth,
Stretching, their tiny fingers for all their worth.
Life goes on and when the time comes,
Their children will grow and leave them,
Just like us humans, we are just the same, when you think of it,
Our lives are like that of the trees, and their falling leaves.
Don't you agree?

- Dee aka Mystical -
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Yes,I would tend to...This is great piece,Mystical... I loved it..HUGS