Your skin glows like a fresh cherry,
Blossoms tasty as the rose in the purest hope of spring.
My heart follows your crystal clear voice
And leaps like a young colt at the whisper of your name.
The evening floats in on a great butterfly wing.
I am comforted by your hat that I carry into the twilight of songbeams.
I hold next to my lips.
I am filled with hope that I may dry your tears of sorrow.
As my eyes fall from my old scarf, it reminds me of your love.
In the quiet, I listen for the last note of the day.
My heated arms leap to yours.
I wait in the moonlight for our secret sign
So that we may run as one, arms to arms,
In search of the magnificent, pure and mystical love.

Spring is the season of coming back to life, of enjoying bright beautiful colors and the mild sunshine! Spring is a season of joy and love, of care and appreciation. I wish you a beautiful spring and may all your days bloom like the cherry trees in spring!

I woke up this morning
Reaching for a hug.
As the rain was pouring,
I thought I saw a bug.

So I stared a little better
Out the window in the rain.
But it was just a feather…
And I felt a weird pain.

The alarm was set to 8
But it was barely 7.
I tried to put my thoughts all straight
And picture me in heaven.

I tried to smile and understand
Why all the things have changed,
I tried to stop and not expand
The pain that was so strange.

Can I be ready for tomorrow
If I regret today?
I locked away my sorrow,
As faith was coming, on the way…

I fully opened all my windows
And received the chilly rain.
I could swear I saw some halos
Or maybe I was just insane…

Some people walk the straight and narrow,
Some walk the rocky road.
Some get the silver spoon and some get the heavy load.
…
But a little love, just a little love,
A little love can change it all.
…
Well I get a little tired walkin’ down the street
People on my side – everyone I meet.
But they don’t know what’s on my mind
And they don’t know what they might find
A little love, just a little love
A little love can change it all.

Isn’t this a beauty? I love the bright red color and the large fins, it looks so exotic! My first wish now is to get a tank

Red roses were her favourites, her name was also Rose.
And every year her husband 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 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 ordered roses in advance before this day.
Her loving husband did not know 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.
She would sit for hours, in her husband’s favourite 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 the 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 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.”

Look around you at the gifts of God, the clear sky, the pure air, the tender grass, the birds; nature is beautiful and sinless, and we, only we, are godless and foolish, and we don’t understand that life is a paradise, for we have only to understand that and it will at once be fulfilled in all its beauty, we shall embrace each other and weep.

Contact lenses for an already weird kitty… Look at the beautiful colored eyes and the lovely fluffy face. I want that kitty. Will someone please go get it for me?

“Love is but the discovery of ourselves in others, and the delight in the recognition.”
-Alexander Smith

“We are, each of us angels with only one wing; and we can only fly by embracing one another.”
Luciano de Crescenzo

Love is like playing the piano. First you must learn to play by the rules, then you must forget the rules and play from your heart.

From the laughter of a child to the tears of a grown man
There’s a thread that runs right through us all and helps us understand
As subtle as a breeze – that fans a flicker to a flame
From the very first sweet melody to the very last refrain…
Let’s talk about love

“True love never dies for it is lust that fades away. Love bonds for a lifetime but lust just pushes away.”
Alicia Barnhart