As parents we made a promise to our children
the first time we held them in our arms:
To love them unconditionally
To keep them safe from harm…..
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I ran across a poem Henry Wadsworth Longfellow wrote in 1845 entitled The Arrow and the Song...
I shot an arrow into the air,
It fell to earth, I knew not where;
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When the sun has finally slipped away
and the sky is devoid of light
I love to sit and listen
to the music of the night.
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In geography it's called a confluence.
It's such a lovely word.
It's where two bodies of water come together
and meet to form a third.
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There is a timeless, fundamental truth the ancients would convey
that, when you stop to think about it, is apropos today.
lt has to do with knowledge, not the kind you gain in school,
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This morning when I woke up…let me take a second to reminisce
I had an uneasy feeling as if something was amiss.
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A friend posted a link on Facebook the other day, and just where did that link go?
To a web site that asked the question, ‘Can you be happy 100 days in a row? ”
It challenged us in this fast paced world to join the happiness craze.
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OK it’s official people...from Key West to the city of Gnome
If I go by the number of likes I received...3 martini’s is my most popular poem.
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Happy Cinco de Mayo, a day to party while clad in red and white and green
To drink Coronas and eat Mexican rice with a side of refried beans.
You could drink a Margarita, or around a glass of Dos Equis your hand might be curled
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The year was 1992, Deborah’s mother had recently passed
She was taken from us too soon...her life over much too fast.
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