Originally posted by riv6672I know people are like that today.
As i WANT to be? No. As i AM? No.
People only see what they want to, as a rule.
Originally posted by shivThis is very true. People are either looking for you or you're looking for them.
This is True.Also
We all have different eyes.
And our Understanding and Communication of things is not equal.
Some one may see you, like you and be slow to let you know.
And some people, may have to look, and look, and look, and look again before ..... they see and understand what you're about.
Originally posted by FlyattractorDon't worry, I don't believe in life being impossible. You don't leave the world for good.
[b]Yep. Now I am just Somewhat Almighty. [/B]
Originally posted by jinXed by JaNxAw, how cute!
Only the ones that recognize me as the Sorcerer Supreme.
Originally posted by jinXed by JaNx
Only the ones that recognize me as the Sorcerer Supreme.
So you are that guy running around with the red towel cape I see in the park then?
Originally posted by Christina B
I know people are like that today.This is very true. People are either looking for you or you're looking for them.
Don't worry, I don't believe in life being impossible. You don't leave the world for good.
Aw, how cute!
Originally posted by Christina B
This is very true. People are either looking for you or you're looking for them.
Powered by Christina B.
Everyone sees old Sol,
Or basks in his warm glow.
Sol smiles. Flowers blossom.
Plants turn their leaves to see him.
Sol is high, Sol is low.
We notice. When Sol is away.
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Don Bouchard
Feb 16, 2014
Old Sol
Nyla felt the heavy steps coming up the stoop
Before the muffled thud of snowy feet...
Hurried to the stove to check the roast,
Apron-wiped her brow from oven heat.
In from chores, her Hiram stood a little bowed,
"I'm worried 'bout Old Sol," was all he said,
"I know it's nearly April now, but still, somehow,
He's failing." In his voice she heard a quiet dread.
"I know he's getting old...nearing twenty-two."
Words came spilling out, and Nyla stood to hear,
"The cold is hard for him to take; I feel it, too,
And February was so long and cold and drear."
"The longer days still colder grow... are hard
On every living thing, except a dormant few.
Our flagging summer memories become marred;
Old horses and old men lose hopeful views."
"I'll go down with an extra scoop of oats,"
Old Hiram said. "Perhaps to cheer him up a bit."
Nyla didn't argue, turned down the stove,
Finished table chores, and found her place to sit.
In only minutes Nyla heard the slow footfall;
Asked, "Hiram?" then said nothing more.
No words were needed for she knew it all,
And held her husband close beside the kitchen door.