Loving Life
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I know this should have posted this last night. Things happen and don’t always work out the way you would like, but here it is now. I’ll post Day 13 tonight 🙂 My Blessed Life I’m blessed. That is the only way, I can explain my life. From having nought, to having all, all…
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I write these verses because Lynn enjoys them so much. I’m certain I could find something less brain abusing to do with my time, but whatever it might be wouldn’t bring her so much pleasure. That makes it all worthwhile. Â I do this all because her Because of You “You took my breath away.”…
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Well, today it’s back to the introspection thing.  Lynn found yesterday’s effort a tad unsettling. Peopling (or How I Learned To Stop Worrying And Love Tolerate The Crowd) Once upon a time there was, a boy who never learned. To be a boy like others were, so all friendships he spurned. He swore he needed…
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My wonderful wife Lynn has been listening to my poems this month and mentioned that I seem to be on a self-awareness kick. Apparently, she’s right (as she usually is). What Price the Dream? “Livin’ the dream.” you hear them say, but at what price that dream? The fancy house, the shiny car, are…
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Yes, I know that I’m posting this on day 6. At least it’s getting posted, so half-marks for that. Be Here Now We spend so much of every day, caught up inside our head. Dwelling still upon the past, or planning far ahead. But all the time we spend like that, is time we are…
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So Canada turns 150 this year! Here is my first tribute to the country that I am privileged to call home. Canada 150 One hundred-fifty years ago, my Canada began. It’s dream of freedom and of peace, a continent did span. And now we stand here looking back, at just how far we’ve come. With some things…
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Day three of NaPoWriMo. What to write today, that’s the question. Ah, I know…. You Are All I Need To See I sit upon the shore and gaze, out at the distant sea. And think of all the places that, I think I’d like to be. But then I stop and start to think,…
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I’m actually a day late with this. I had planned a while ago to participate again in NaPoWriMo. Then totally zoned yesterday and forgot about it. Oops. Here we go anyway! The Return of the Poet It’s April once again and I, Begin to write anew. To search throughout my cobwebbed mind, Tell something that…
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My Springtime Ode The freebird sits up in the tree, And sings a freebird song. And all the other birds join in, And have a sing along. A squirrel hears the song and stops, And chatters out a line. About the joys of nuts and such, It really sounds quite fine, A doe and fawn…
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Live To Read To Live A simple book it can contain, A world far away. We slip between the pages and, Into that place we stray. The people in those stories seem, Like ones we’ve always known. And their adventures start to feel, Just like they are our own. Those characters we know and love,…
Brain Bits To Go 