Poem World: October 2007

Sunday, October 28, 2007

By Marg Kay Ash

Don't limite yourself. Many people limite themselves to what they thinking they can do. You can do as far as your mind lets you. What you believe, remember, you can acheive.

We must have a theme, a goal, a purpose in our lives. If you don't know where you are aiming, you don't have a goal. My goal is to lived my life in such a way that when I die, someone can say, she cared.

Wednesday, October 24, 2007

By Edgar Allan Poe

It was many and many a year ago,
In a kingdom by the sea,
That a maiden there lived whom you may know
By the name of ANNABEL LEE;
And this maiden she lived with no other thought
Than to love and be loved by me.
I was a child and she was a child,
In this kingdom by the sea;
But we loved with a love that was more than love-
I and my Annabel Lee;
With a love that the winged seraphs of heaven
Coveted her and me.
And this was the reason that, long ago,
In this kingdom by the sea,
A wind blew out of a cloud, chilling
My beautiful Annabel Lee;
So that her highborn kinsman came
And bore her away from me,
To shut her up in a sepulchre
In this kingdom by the sea.
The angels, not half so happy in heaven,
Went envying her and me-Yes!-
that was the reason
That the wind came out of the cloud by night,
Chilling and killing my Annabel Lee.
But our love it was stronger by far than the love
Of those who were older than we-
Of many far wiser than we-
And neither the angels in heaven above,
Nor the demons down under the sea,
Can ever dissever my soul from the soul
Of the beautiful Annabel Lee.
For the moon never beams without bringing me dreams
Of the beautiful Annabel Lee;
And the stars never rise but I feel the bright eyes
Of the beautiful Annabel Lee;
And so, all the night-tide, I lie down by the side
Of my darling- my darling- my life and my bride,
In the sepulchre there by the sea,In her tomb by the sounding sea.

Monday, October 22, 2007

Funny poem for you

Twinkle twinkle little star,

you should know what you are,

and once you know what you are,

Mental hospital is not so far.

Life Explained

A boat docked in a tiny Mexican village. An American tourist complimented the Mexican fisherman on the quality of his fish and asked how long it took him to catch them.

"Not very long," answered the Mexican."

But then, why didn't you stay out longer and catch more?" asked the American.

The Mexican explained that his small catch was sufficient to meet his needs and those of his family.

The American asked, "But what do you do with the rest of your time?"

"I sleep late, fish a little, play with my children, and take a siesta with my wife. In the evenings, I go into the village to see my friends, have a few drinks, play the guitar, and sing a few songs. I have a full life."

The American interrupted, "I have an MBA from Harvard and I can help you! You should start by fishing longer every day. You can then sell the extra fish you catch. With the extra revenue, you can buy a bigger boat."

"And after that?" asked the Mexican.

"With the extra money the larger boat will bring, you can buy a second one and a third one and so on until you have an entire fleet of trawlers. Instead of selling your fish to a middle man, you can then negotiate directly with the processing plants and maybe even open your own plant. You can then leave this little village and move to Mexico City, Los Angeles, or even New York City! From there you can direct your huge new enterprise."

"How long would that take?" asked the Mexican.

"Twenty, perhaps twenty-five years," replied the American.

"And after that?"

"Afterwards? Well my friend, that's when it gets really interesting, " answered the American, laughing. "When your business gets really big, you can start buying and selling stocks and make millions!"

"Millions? Really? And after that?" asked the Mexican.

"After that you'll be able to retire, live in a tiny village near the coast, sleep late, play with your children, catch a few fish, take a siesta with your wife and spend your evenings drinking and enjoying your friends.

"And the moral of this story is: ......... Know where you're going in life... you may already be there.

Sunday, October 21, 2007

Love someone who not love you back

Loving someone who not love you
like trying to catch water by your hand.

No matter how hard you try,
the water will flow through your fingers.

It will never be stay in your han.
The more you try the more it hurt.

Learn to love someone who love you
is better than to love someone who not love you back.

Saturday, October 20, 2007

Valentine's day

Valentine's day is so special for celebrating for your special. You will smell the roses every where on earth. Everyone holds rose as they are smilling. what's a remembering time of the world.

Quoted by Steve Case

I am probabily not going to be satified with anything we do. I think there's always the possible of doing better. And I'd say we're doing better than we were 2 year ago, in term of delivery and quality of service, but nowhere near what we should be doing.

Quoted by Charles Thomas Munger

Forgetting your mistake is a terrible error if you are trying to improve your cognition

You need to have a passinate interest in why things are happening. That cast of mind, kept over long perriods, gradually improves your ability to focus on reality. You do not have the cast of mind, you are destined for failure even if u have a high IQ

Kid's Letter

Dear Pastor, I know God loves everybody but He
never met my sister. Yours sincerely, Arnold.
Age 8, Nashville.

Dear Pastor, Please say in your sermon that Peter Peterson has been a good boy all week.
I am Peter Peterson. Sincerely, Pete.
Age 9, Phoenix

Dear Pastor, My father should be a minister. Every day he gives us a sermon about something.
Robert Anderson.
Age 11, Miami

Dear Pastor, I'm sorry I can't leave more money in the plate,
but my father didn't give me a raise in my allowance.
Could you have a sermon about a raise in my allowance? Love, Patty.
Age 10, New Haven

Dear Pastor, My mother is very religious.
She goes to play bingo at church every week even if she has a cold.
Yours truly, Annette.
Age 9, Albany

Dear Pastor, I would like to go to heaven someday because I know my brother won't be there.
Stephen.
Age 8, Chicago

Dear Pastor, I think a lot more people would come to your church if you moved it to Disneyland.
Loreen.
Age 9, Tacoma

Dear Pastor, I liked your sermon where you said
that good health is more important than money but I still want a raise in my allowance.
Sincerely, Eleanor.
Age 12, Sarasota

Dear Pastor, Please pray for all the airline pilots. I am flying to California tomorrow. Laurie.
Age 10, New York City

Dear Pastor, I hope to go to heaven some day but later than sooner. Love, Ellen.
Age 9, Athens

Dear Pastor, Please say a prayer for our Little League team.
We need God's help or a new pitcher. Thank you. Alexander.
Age 10, Raleigh

Dear Pastor, My father says I should learn the Ten Commandments. But I don't think I want to because we have enough rules already in my house. Joshua.
Age 10, South Pasadena

Dear Pastor, Who does God pray to? Is there a God for God?
Sincerely, Christopher.
Age 9, Titusville

Dear Pastor, Are there any devils on earth? I think there may be one in my class. Carla.
Age 10, Salina

Dear Pastor, I liked your sermon on Sunday. Especially when it was finished. Ralph.
Age 11, Akron

Dear Pastor, How does God know the good people from the bad people? Do you tell Him or does He read about it in the newspapers? Sincerely, Marie.
Age 9, Lewiston

A minute for GOD!!!

U Got a Minute?
When there is nothing left but God, that is when you find out
God is all you need.

U Got a Minute?
60 Seconds for God? All you do is simply say a small prayer
for the person who sent you this.

Father God bless _________ in whatever it is that you know he or she may be needing this day!
And may __________'s life be full of your peace, prosperity
and power as they seek to have a closer relationship with you. Amen.

Now send it on to 5 other people. Within hours 5 people have
prayed for you, and you caused a multitude of people to pray to
God for other people. Then sit back and watch the power of God
work in your life for doing the thing that you know he loves.

A Redneck Valentine

Collards is green
my dog's name is Blue
and I'm so lucky
to have a sweet thang like you.

Yore hair is like cornsilk
a-flapping in the breeze
Softer than Blue's
and without all them fleas.

You move like the bass,
which excite me in May.
You ain't got no scales
but I luv you anyway.

Yo're as satisfy'n as okry
jist a-fry'n in the pan.
Yo're as fragrant as "snuff"
right out of the can.

You have som'a yore teeth,
for which I am proud;
I hold my head high
when we're in a crowd.

On special occasions,
when you shave under yore arms,
well, I'm in hawg heaven,
and awed by yore charms.

Still them fellers at work,
they all want to know,
what I did to deserve
such a purdy, young doe.

Like a good roll of duct tape
yo're there fer yore man,
to patch up life's troubles
and fix what you can.

Yo're as cute as a junebug
a-buzzin' overhead.
You ain't mean like those far ants
I found in my bed.

Cut from the best cloth
like a plaid flannel shirt,
you spark up my life
more than a fresh load of dirt.

When you hold me real tight
like a padded gunrack,
my life is complete;
Ain't nuttin' I lack.

Yore complexion, it's perfection,
like the best vinyl sidin'.
despite all the years,
yore age, it keeps hidin'.

Me 'n' you's like a Moon Pie
with a RC cold drank,
we go together
like a skunk goes with stank.

Some men, they buy chocolate

for Valentine's Day;
They git it at Wal-Mart,
it's romantic that way.

Some men git roses
on that special day
from the cooler at Kroger.
"That's impressive," I say.

Some men buy fine diamonds
from a flea market booth.
"Diamonds are 4ever,"
they explain, suave and couth.

But for this man, honey,
these won't do.
Cause yo're too special,
you sweet thang you.

I got you a gift,
without taste nor odor,
more useful than diamonds...

IT'S A NEW TROLLIN' MOTOR!!

Yipeeee....Yee Ha!

A free hug

I'm sending you this hug --
IT'S FREE!
A special hug for you
FROM ME!

This hug will make you feel
SO GOOD!
Can you feel it?
I KNEW YOU COULD!

HERE IS A FREE HUG FOR YOU!

Friday, October 19, 2007

Hole-learn to control your temper

There once was a little boy who had a bad temper.
His Father gave him a bag of nails
and told him that every time he lost his temper,
he must hammer a nail into the back of the fence.
The first day the boy had driven 37 nails into the fence.

Over the next few weeks, as he learned to control his anger,
the number of nails hammered daily gradually dwindled down.
He discovered it was easier to hold his temper
than to drive those nails into the fence.

Finally the day came when the boy didn't lose his temper at all.
He told his father about it and the father suggested
that the boy now pull out one nail for each day
that he was able to hold his temper.

The days passed and the young boy was finally able to tell his father
that all the nails were gone.
The father took his son by the hand and led him to the fence
He said, "You have done well, my son,
but look at the holes in the fence.
The fence will never be the same.

When you say things in anger,
they leave a scar just like this one.
You can put a knife in a man and draw it out.
It won't matter how many times you say I'm sorry,
the wound is still there. " A verbal wound is as bad as a physical one.

Friends are very rare jewels, indeed.
They make you smile and encourage you to succeed.
They lend an ear, they share words of praise
and they always want to open their hearts to us.
" YOU ARE MY FRIEND AND I AM HONORED!

Please forgive me if I have ever left a hole

Forever on my mind

The fragrance of a yellow rose
Floating about the air,
Reminds me of another time,
And of a beauty so rare.

The melodic strains of an orchestra
Wisping through the night,
Remind me of another time,
And so of a lovely sight.

Remembrance such as these
Flood my thoughts with rhyme
And I can not help but long for
The song of another time.

A time when life made sense to me,
When love was everywhere;
When you and I would dance and dance
While your fragrance filled the air.

Such memories consume me,
And they constantly remind;
That you, my sweet, are in my heart
And forever on my mind.

You Make Me Hot

You're a red hot dish
with a pinch of fun...

You're a piece of metal
beneath the August sun.

You're a raging fire
on a winter night.

I don't know how you do it,
but you sure do it right!

You ignite a spark
that hits the spot.

Oh, yeah.
You make me hot!

I am thinking of you

Star light, Star bright...
First star I see tonight...
I wish I may, I wish I might...
Be with you...
This very night.

Just wanted you to know that even
though we're not together in person...

I Wish We Were!

I'm thinking of you!

Spring Is Here

Bees soon will buzz,

Rabbits soon will hop,

Birds soon will sing,

Frogs soon kerplop.

Chicks soon will peep,

Kids soon will play,

Sun soon will shine,

A fine spring day!

Cherish Your Friends

Friendship may be a simple thing
But lots of love, it can bring.

Things to share and talk about
It's something you just can't do without.

All your life, friendship lasts
Through the years, you'll look back.

Remembering the laughs and happy times along with the cries and sorry sighs.

Fiendship can never come apart
Especially when it's straight from the heart.

Friendships don't die, they continue to grow. So be sure to cherish the friendships you know.

What Can Be Stop Me From Loving You

Life ends when u stop dreaming,
Hope ends when u stop believing,
Love ends when u stop caring..
Friendship ends when u stop sharing..You know you are in love when all you can think about is that one special person and you can't stand to be away for more than one second. You miss them even when they are standing right next to you. You fall asleep thinking about them, and dream about them every night.

Say that I love you

You believe me when everyone says I'm a Lion
You put up with me when I am being a Snake
You put up with me even when I act like a Worm
You even put up with me when I am hard to Bear
So I just wanted to say that "I Love You!"

The Lost Dr.Suess Poem

I love my job, I love the pay!
I love it more and more each day.
I love my boss, he is the best!
I love his boss and all the rest.

I love my office and its location,
I hate to have to go on vacation.
I love my furniture, drab and gray,
And piles of paper that grow each day!

I think my job is really swell,
There's nothing else I love so well.
I love to work among my peers,
I love their leers, and jeers, and sneers.

I love my computer and its software;
I hug it often though it won't care.
I love each program and every file.
I'd love them more if they worked a while.

I'm happy to be here. I am. I am.
I'm the happiest slave of the Firm, I am.
I love this work, I love these chores.
I love the meetings with deadly bores.

I love my job - I'll say it again -
I even love those friendly men.
Those friendly men who've come today,
In clean white coats to take me away!

Be your angel

I am a small man to you

I'm smaller than other people look at me.
I live in your heart.
That's where I have my fun.

I don't suppose you've seen me.

Though I'm with you all the time,
I doubt you ever love me.
Before I was so big,

Big enough to make things.

Now I was just a small man.
Just using your hand can hold me,
And gave me hope and dream.

Now you have so many man,
The man who deserve your love.

They become is your eyes, and ears, and hands

Will he become you special!

Should the small man back to the big!

No reasons for just stay without hope.

No reasons for just look and down.

Feeling hurt but never say a word.
With way too much for me.

But I just stuck here in your heart

and can't get through it.

The only thing i can do is

To keep close watch on you.

Blessing you with care;
Saying I must never leave you,
And I vowed to stay right there.

Love conversation

A man and a woman were eating in a restaurant and they are lovers. They loved each other every much.

While they were eating, a conversation started:

Woman: Do I look pretty?
Man: No.
Woman: Do you like me?
Man: No.
Woman: Would you cry if I leave you?
Man: No.

At the time the woman started to feel very up set that she cried and walked out of the table.

The man caught the woman arm and say “you are not pretty but you are beautiful”, “I don’t like you but I LOVE you”, “If you leave me, I won’t cry, but I will DIE”……

Thursday, October 18, 2007

Mother

m is for the Million things she gave me.
o stands for the love that Only she can give.
t is for the Tears she shed to save me.
h is for her Heart of purest gold.
r is for her Eyes, with love-light shining.
r means Right, and right she'll always be.

Put them all together, they spell
A word that means the world to me.

True Love

True love is to no to love a perfect person,
but True love is to love an imperfect persone perfectly

Love is to be gentle

Love is to be kind

Love to be giving

Love to be forgive and forget

Love is to respect each other

Love is to be endured

Old is the past, but last is the future.

Would you love me?

If I said you had a good body,

would you hold it against me?

I ll give you all the love as much as you can take.

All you have to do is to let me in.
IF my heart can say it ll always say i love you.

If you can read my mind

Things haven’t turned out like I have hoped,

but life goes on, so I just stayed on the road,

thanks to all of you.

It's a shame that I have been blinded all this time,

I'm sorry everyone!

To you,

I know our friendship may be over,

but I think that we should forget the past

and look up to what is next in our lives.

I always wanted to stand right by you,

which are what I always wanted, to be with you.

There is nothing more important than that for me.

Poem for my special friend

I thank you for your friendship,
for the radiance of you smile.
I thank you for always going,
the extra mile.

I thank you for giving unto me,
each day, the sunshine.
For the thoughts of you that
sometimes causes my words to rhyme.

I thank you for the laughter
that has removed some tears.
And for listening to my silence
throughout the passing years.

I thank you for your inspiration and love.
That surely must have been sent from above.

Thanks For Being My Friend!

Poem to all my friend

For all the friends that you may know who'd
love to know how much you really care.
What better way to say it?

For all the times I needed you
And you were there for me
For all the times you showed
You cared so unconditionally

For all the times a simple word
From you brought lots of smiles
For all the times you sent your
Love to me across the miles

I hope just once I've done for you
And helped to make your day
As happy and as meaningful
In each and every way

As you have done for me
So many times before
For you deserve it all
That and much, much more!

Mirrors

Mirror, mirror on the wall
Do you have to tell it all?

Where do you get the glaring light
To make my clothes look just too tight?

I think I'm fine but I can see
you won't cooperate with me;

The way you let the shadows play
You'd think my hair was getting gray.

What's that, you say? A double chin?
No, that's the way the light comes in;

If you persist in peering so
You'll confiscate my facial glow,

And then if you're not hanging straight
You'll tell me next I'm gaining weight;

I'm really quite upset with you
For giving this distorted view;

I hate you being smug and wise ~
O, look what's happened to my thighs!

I warn you now, O mirrored wall,
Since we're not on speaking terms at all,

If I look like this in my new jeans,
You'll find yourself in smithereens!

Life Before Computer

An application was for employment
A program was a TV show
A cursor used profanity
And a keyboard was on a piano!

Memory was something that you lost with age
And a CD was a bank account
And if you had a corrupted disk
It would hurt when you found out!

Compress was what you did to garbage
Not something you did to a file
And if you unzipped anything in public
You'd be in jail for a while!

Log on was adding wood to a fire
A hard drive was a trip on the road
A mouse pad was where a mouse lived
And a backup happened to the commode!

Cutting, you did with a pocket knife,
Pasting, you did with glue.
The Web was where a spider lived
And a virus was the flu!

Funny Quotes On Marriage Day

"In my house I'm the boss, my wife is just the decision maker."
-Woody Allen.

"My wife and I were happy for twenty years. Then we met."
-Rodney Dangerfield.

"Ah, yes, divorce...from the Latin word meaning to rip out a man's
genitals through his wallet."
-Robin Williams.

"A married man should forget his mistakes; no use two people
remembering the same thing."
-Duane Dewel.

"When you see a married couple walking down the street, the one
that's a few steps ahead is the one that's mad."
-Helen Rowland

"I have never really understood this liking for war. It panders to
instincts already well catered for in any respectable domestic establishment."
-Alan Bennett

"Eighty percent of married men cheat in America. The rest cheat
in Europe."
-Jackie Mason

"Marriage is like putting your hand into a bag of snakes in the
hope of pulling out an eel."
-Leonardo Di Vinci.

"I don't think I'll get married again. I'll just find a woman I don't like
and give her a house."
-Lewis Grizzard.

"I'm the only man in the world with a marriage licence made out to
whom it may concern."
-Mickey Rooney.

"I haven't spoken to my wife in years. I didn't want to interrupt her."
-Rodney Dangerfield.

"The difference between divorce and legal separation is that legal separation gives a husband time to hide his money."
-Johnny Carson

Need you to hold me

I love how it feels when you hold me in your arms.
I love when you whisper in my ear.
You make me feel charmed.
I feel no fear.
I love how you comfort me when I'm sad.
You brighten my smile every day.
Having you makes me so glad.
When I need you, there's no delay.
Your love brings a glow to my face.
You give me butterflies inside.
You'll never be replaced.
This joy you bring me won't subside.

Friendship's Road

I have a warm and friendly feeling
As I think of you today;
And I wish that we could visit,
But you're many miles away.

Separated by such distance,
Yet our emails bring us near;
Through the miles we share a friendship
That's become to me most dear.

Friends through correspondence;
Still, your face I need not see
For your soul shines through the words
Every time you write to me.

You have a special way of writing,
Warming as the sunshine rays,
Bringing joy and inspiration,
Brightening up my days.

You have enriched my life, my dear one,
And I'm glad God willed we meet,
"Friendship's Road" is that much nicer
Traveling it with one so sweet.

A rose

Rose is so special,
it deserves to be passed to everyone
at least one rose for a special time
Life without rose is nothing.

Make a wish as you give
to your sweet so everything
will be with you all time.
It is a remembering time
for everyone.

A true love will send it back
It is a friendship and love
builder at the same time.

Make your friends and love always with you with rose.

Be mine valentine

B lessings are the things we take for granted.
E ach holiday we notice what we see.
M ost know the Earth is utterly enchanted
Y et walk through life and love mechanically.
V aluing one's gifts takes resolution
A fter days and nights of fantasy.
L ove brings the sweet relief of absolution,
Enveloping our hesitance in need.
N o touch inspires so swift a revolution,
T ransforming all the hieroglyphs we read.
In your love is the charity of spring,
N either self-obsessed nor blinded by some creed,
E mbracing the grey dawns that blessings brin

be mine valentine

Why friend are important

I cannot ease your aching heart,
Nor take your pain away,
But let me stay and take your hand
And walk with you today!

I'll listen when you need to talk;
I'll wipe away your tears
I'll share your worries when they come;
I'll help you face your fears.

I'm here and I will stand by you,
Each hill you have to climb,
So take my hand, let's face the world;
Live one day at a time!

You're not alone, for I'm still here.
I'll go that extra mile,
And when your grief is easier,
I'll help you learn to smile!

Friend Is A Treasure

A friend is someone we turn to
When our spirits need a lift.

A friend is someone we treasure
For our friendship is a gift.

A friend is someone who fills our lives
With beauty, joy, and grace.

And makes the world we live in
A better and happier place.

We live to share everything together
and keep things to heart.

Never let you stay aside
always be your hands and eyes.

Need help, give support,
have problem, give advices.

We give a warm home
to make your house like a home.

A Letter from Camp-child to parents

Dear Mom and Dad,

We are having a great time here at Lake Typhoid. Scoutmaster Webb is making us
all write to our parents in case you saw the flood on TV and worried.
We are okay. Only one of our tents and two sleeping bags got washed away.

Luckily, none of us drowned because we were all up on the mountain looking for Chad
when it happened. Oh yes, please call Chad's mother and tell her he is okay.
He can't write because of the cast. I got to ride in one of the Search and Rescue jeeps. It was neat. We never would have found him in the dark if it hadn't been for the lightning.

Scoutmaster Webb got mad at Chad for going on a hike alone without telling anyone.
Chad said he did tell him, but it was during the fire so he probably didn't hear him.
Did you know that if you put gas on a fire, the gas can will blow up?
The wet wood still didn't burn, but one of our tents did. Also some of our clothes.
John is going to look weird until his hair grows back.

We will be home on Saturday if Scoutmaster Webb gets the car fixed.
It wasn't his fault about the wreck. The brakes worked okay when we left.
Scoutmaster Webb said that a car that old you have to expect something to break down;
that's probably why he can't get insurance on it. We think it's a neat car.
He doesn't care if we get it dirty, and if it's hot, sometimes he lets us ride on the tailgate.
It gets pretty hot with ten people in a car. He let us take turns riding in the trailer until the highway patrolman stopped and talked to us.

Scoutmaster Webb is a neat guy. Don't worry, he is a good driver.
In fact, he is teaching Terry how to drive.
But he only lets him drive on the mountain roads where there isn't any traffic.
All we ever see up there are logging trucks.

This morning all of the guys were diving off the rocks and swimming out in the lake.
Scoutmaster Webb wouldn't let me because I can't swim and Chad was afraid he would sink because of his cast, so he let us take the canoe across the lake.
It was great. You can still see some of the trees under the water from the flood.
Scoutmaster Webb isn't crabby like some scoutmasters.
He didn't even get mad about the life jackets.

He has to spend a lot of time working on the car so we are trying not to cause him any trouble.
Guess what? We have all passed our first aid merit badges.
When Dave dove in the lake and cut his arm, we got to see how a tourniquet works.
Also Wade and I threw up. Scoutmaster Webb said it probably was just food poisoning from the leftover chicken.

I have to go now. We are going into town to mail our letters and buy bullets.
Don't worry about anything. We are fine.

Love,
Your son

P.S. How long has it been since I had a tetanus shot?
With Love, from your Secret Admirer

You have a Secret Admirer!

Story of a good friend

In kindergarten, a good friend was the one, who let you have the red crayon, when all that was left was the ugly brown one.
In first grade a good friend was the person who went to the bathroom with you and held your hand as you walked through the scary halls.

In second grade a good friend was the person who helped you stand up to the class bully.
In third grade a good friend was the person who shared their lunch with you when you left yours on the bus.
In fourth grade a good friend was the person who was willing to switch square dancing partners in gym so you wouldn't have to "do-si-do" with that stinky kid who liked you.
In fifth grade a good friend was the person who saved a seat for you at the back of the bus.
In sixth grade a good friend was the person who went up to your new crush and asked them to dance with you, so that if they said "no" you wouldn't feel so embarrassed.
In seventh grade a good friend was the person who let you copy the social studies homework from the night before that you had forgotten about.
In eighth grade a good friend was the person who helped you pack up your stuffed animals and baseball cards so that your room would be a "high schooler's room" and didn't laugh at you when you finished and burst into tears.
In ninth grade a good friend was the person who went with you to that "cool" party being thrown by a senior so you wouldn't be the only freshman there.
In tenth grade a good friend was the person who changed his schedule just so you would have someone to sit next to at lunch.
In eleventh grade a good friend was the person who gave you rides in their new car, convinced your parents you shouldn't be grounded, consoled you when you broke up with your steady, and found you a date to the prom.
In twelfth grade a good friend was the person who helped you pick out a college, assured you that you would get into that college, helped you deal with your parents who were having a hard time adjusting to the idea of letting you go.
At graduation a good friend was the person who was crying on the inside but managed the biggest smile one could give as they congratulated you.
After you graduated, a good friend was the person who helped you clean up the bottles from that party helped you sneak out of the house when you couldn't deal with your parents assured you about your relationship with your steady, told you that you could make it through anything helped you pack up for college and silently hugged you as you looked through blurry eyes at 18 years of memories you were leaving behind and finally on those last few days of childhood, went out of their way to come over and send you off with a hug, a lot of memories, reassurance that you would make it in college as well as you had these past 18 years, and most of all, most importantly to send you off to college knowing you were loved.

Thanks for being a good friend!

A Valentine's Day Story-romantic story

Red roses were her favorites, her name was also Rose.
And every year her husband had sent them, tied with pretty bows.
The year he died, the roses were delivered to her door.
The card said, "Be my Valentine," like all the years before.

Each year he'd sent her roses, and the note would always say,
"I love you even more this year, than last year on this day."
"My love for you will always grow, with every passing year."
She knew this was the last time that the roses would appear.

She thought, "He'd ordered roses in advance before this day."
Her husband could not have known, that he would pass away.
He always liked to do things early; way before the time.
Then, if he got too busy, everything would work out fine.

She trimmed the stems, and placed them in a very special vase.
Then, sat the vase beside the portrait of his smiling face.
And then she sat for hours, in her husband's favorite chair;
While staring at his picture, and the roses sitting there.

A year went by, and it was hard to live without her mate.
With loneliness and solitude, that had become her fate.
Then, the very hour, as on Valentines before,
The doorbell rang, and there were roses, sitting by her door.

She brought the roses in, and then just looked at them in shock.
Then, went to get the telephone, to call the florist shop.
The owner answered, and she asked him, if he would explain,
Why would someone do this to her, causing her such pain?

"I know your husband passed away, more than a year ago,"
The owner said, "I knew you'd call, and you would want to know."
"The flowers you received today, were paid for in advance."
"Your husband always planned ahead, he left nothing to chance."

"There is a standing order, that I have on file down here,
And he has paid, well in advance, you'll get them every year.
There also is another thing, that I think you should know,
He wrote a special little card ... he did this years ago."

"Then, should ever, I find out that he's no longer here,
That's the card ... that should be sent, to you the following year."
She thanked him and hung up the phone, her tears now flowing hard.
Her fingers shaking, as she slowly reached to get the card.

Inside the card, she saw that he had written her a note.
Then, as she stared in total silence, this is what he wrote...
"Hello my love, I know it's been a year since I've been gone,
I hope it hasn't been too hard for you to overcome."

"I know it must be lonely, and the pain is very real.
For if it was the other way, I know how I would feel.
The love we shared made everything so beautiful in life.
I loved you more than words can say, you were the perfect wife."

"You were my friend and lover, you fulfilled my every need.
I know it's only been a year, but please try not to grieve.
I want you to be happy, even when you shed your tears.
That is why the roses will be sent to you for years."

"When you get these roses, think of all the happiness,
That we had together, and how both of us were blessed.
I have always loved you and I know I always will.
But, my love, you must go on, you have some living still."

"Please ... try to find happiness, while living out your days.
I know it is not easy, but I hope you find some ways.
The roses will come every year, and they will only stop,
When your door's not answered, when the florist stops to knock."

"He will come five times that day, in case you have gone out.
But after his last visit, he will know without a doubt,
To take the roses to the place, where I've instructed him,
And place the roses where we are, together once again."

Wednesday, October 17, 2007

Always be friend

You don't always show it,
but I know that you care.

If I'd ever need you,
I know you'd be there.

Your smile makes me smile.
Your pain makes me hurt.

I want you to know...
If you need me...I'm there.
make you happy,
make you laugh.

Sometimes you make me mad,
but I can't stay mad.

Do you remember the time when...?
There are so many times.

Don't ever lose
the wonderful person you are.
Stay happy.
Stay healthy.
Stay you.

I'll never stop being your friend.
Don't ever stop being mine.

Let the world goes round.

No matter what you are, I am still yours.

If you are sad,
I'll be right here,
To chase away the sadness,
And make the world wide.

If you need help,
I will be you back up,
To follow in your footstep,
And reach your destination.

If you are fear,
I will be your guard,
Honest like a dog,
Lovely like a bird.

If you are blind,
I will take your hand,
And go aroud the world,
My eyes are yours.

Why God make your frined?

GOD Knew That Everyone Needs
Companionship And Cheer,
He Knew That People Need Someone
Whose Thoughts Are Always Near.

He Knew They Need Someone Kind
To Lend A Helping Hand.
Someone To Gladly Take The Time
To Care And Understand.

GOD Knew That We All Need Someone
To Share Each Happy Day,
To Be A Source Of Courage
When Troubles Come Our Way.

Someone To Be True To Us,
Whether Near Or Far Apart.
Someone Whose Love We'll Always
Hold And Treasure In Our Hearts.

That why God give us friend.

Christmas time

The road to Chrismas day,
The blessed time of our child,
The glory of the family for

It is the living time
Of fairyhome meeting,
When everyone are laughting,
Meanwhile the world is smiling,
And life was for love and care.

It is Chirsmas time
A tree ablaze with light,
The very bright light,
light to fight the darkness
and bring the family together once again,
The most remembering time of the family
Once occur again.

The time that everyone are eager
The time that everyone are enjoying,
The time that everyone can feel the familihood,

Exchanging gifts and sharing,
The children are playing,
The song is playing,
Along last chatting which seem can't be stop,

It is Chrismas time,
The distance is no longer matter,
For the time once happen in a year,
Everyone wish to come

Imagine your sweetest Christmas time so that you will feel how the Chrismas time is part of your life.

Why it is good to be a man?

Your belly usually hides your big hips.

You can "do" your nails with a pocketknife.

You don't have to shave below your neck.

You have freedom of choice concerning growing a mustache.

Car mechanics tell you the truth.

Wedding plans take care of themselves.

You can wear a white T-shirt to a water park.

You don't care if someone notices your new haircut.

You never have to drive to another gas station because this one's just too "icky".

Wedding Dress $5000; Tux rental $100.

People never stare at your chest when you're talking to them.

Your pals can be trusted never to trap you with: "So, notice anything different?"

One mood, ALL the time.

Phone conversations are over in 30 seconds flat.

A five-day vacation requires only one suitcase.

You can open all your own jars.

You can kill your own food.

You can leave the motel bed unmade.

Dry cleaners and hair stylists don't rob you blind.

You get extra credit for the slightest act of thoughtfulness.

If someone forgets to invite you to something, he or she can still be your friend.

Your underwear is $8.95 for a three-pack.

If you are 34 and single, nobody notices.

You can quietly enjoy a car ride from the passenger's seat.

You don't have to clean your apartment if the maid is coming.

You can quietly watch a game with a buddy for hours without thinking: "He must be mad at me."

You can drop by to see a friend without having to bring a little gift.

You are not expected to know the names of more than five colors.

You don't have to stop and think of which way to turn a nut on a bolt.

The same hairstyle lasts for years, maybe decades.
You can do Christmas shopping for 25 relatives, on December 24th, in 45 minutes.

What is love?

Love is twisted and turned,
yet people can still get an happy ending through strugling.

Life ends with Death,
but when love lasts eternally.

Love is tear,
people cry for lose love,
and people cry for being too happy to be loved.

Tuesday, October 16, 2007

Lost memory

Alone in the lost memory,
I have been searching everywhere,
Searching for the trace of love
you left inside my lonely heart.

The memory that mean so much for me,
The melodies that go with me forever,
Where can I pick up the piece
If you may never come back.

But I still wondering around,
round and round till I can find you again.

Life with you is all I want

My pounding heart keep asking me for you,
Not to stay alone and let you go,
So I won't give up and rush for your hand,
We can walk together forever.

I will share your sadness,
Make my free time with you,
Enjoy the living time together,
Make a delighted life like the one,

If you fear, I will be your guard,
If you hungry, I will be a chef,
Walk together to face the dim and down,
Calamity is just a piece of cake.

Wherver you are, I will be there,
If you go to work ,I will give a lift,
If you are number one, I will be number 2,
If it rain, there will be umbrella.

I will grab your hand and wonder the world,
You are not alone if I am still alive,
I will go that extra mile,
Bringhing your life with smile,
keeping your sight with a lovely life.

Be your man is a pride of mine.

My first kiss

Unforgotten memory
Treasure moment,
One time for life,
Hand shaking,
Heart pounding,
Eyes blinding,
Lip to lip,
Keep smiling,
Feel the world are so wonderful,
The sky are so bright,
No one can take you away,
Never want a monute without you,
The moment just for you and me,
Hope this to happen again.

Thank for my dearest friend

The dark and doom are down,
The light and laughter begin.

The new day with you
make the sun shins again.
Shinning on the road for friendship
I never know that it like a treasure
that everyone can't miss a chance to get it.

I thank you for the lauhgter
that make fade my tear away.
The glory of friendship is with me forever.

You help me to make my day
the day that i never had.
Deep and sweet in my heart
inspiring the small house to be home.

Never forget you.

Monday, October 15, 2007

Where are you?

Looking at the twinkle star
it is so far.
Looking at the past,
it is even further.

I miss the good time
that we share together.
The good time
which can't draw back.

If you can read my mind
what would you do...
If there is another chance
I won't let you go.

It was a fast and silence
but it really mean so much to me.

Hope the world could roll back the time
so i can bring you back.

A hug for today and care for you

I’m sending you this hug today,
and hoping that you will share.
This is such a special way,
to show how much we care.

Pass it on to all your friends,
make them feel special too.
A hug can say so many things,
and it may come back to you.

Caring is something special
that you can feel but not see.
When you care someone,
you will try your best
to make the one be the best.

So you should start to do it now
tell them how you feel
coz they may never know
that you really care.

Be yourself and honest to your heart.

Sunday, October 14, 2007

Poem for BEST Friend

Should we be best friend
If that’s all of the fate
Then I’ll take the order with honor
I have never been the one.
The one who is a good friend to you.

So now it is time to show you
that How I really care of you
I’ll offer you my shoulder
I’ll show how I care.

I promise you that
I will be waiting for you here
so if you come here
you will see me
I promise.

If we are to be Best friend
to warp out your tear
to clean you room
to make your house like a home
then I will take the job with the pride.

Dream of hope and war

The dream of hope has end and everything is just a myth,
everyone is liar, the world is killing me.

Every hope and dream is just a little fake
that they acted to make me do creep.

They have never been themselve for any minutes,
It likes a group of wolfs surrounded a small sheep.

A small sheep who has always thought she is a king
but now the war is beginning, no more friend no more love.

Finally the thick dark cloud threaten the sky
and no more light, let everything goes as the way it should be.

Poem to say sorry for making suchs tupid mistake

There are many words that i really want to talk with you
but it i s really hard just to say it out that you really need to hear.

Just a little pen weights more than tons
that i can't get event the first word.

There are many mistake that i have made
and can't hope to be forgiven by you.

I don't care about whatever happen or whoever said to me
but I just know that I want to be on
the path of life with you for the rest of my life.

If loving you is a mistake,
so let me do the mistake
since it is the only way to get you with me again.

(Poem to say sorry for making such stupid mistake)

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