Why Woman Cry |
Why are you crying, a young boy asked his Mom? "Because I'm a woman," she told him. "I don't understand," he said. His Mom just hugged him and said, "And you never will, but that's O.K."....... Later ...
Posted by on Mon, 06 Aug 2007 18:31:00 GMT |
A WONDERFUL MOTHER. |
GOD made a wonderful mother,A mother who never grows old;He made her smile of the sunshine,And He molded her heart of pure gold;In her eyes He placed bright shining stars,In her cheeks, fair ro...
Posted by on Mon, 06 Aug 2007 18:22:00 GMT |
MOTHERS ARE THE SWEETEST. |
Our mother is the sweetest andMost delicate of all.She knows more of paradiseThan angels can recall.
She's not only beautifulBut passionately young,Playful as a kid, yet wiseAs one who has lived long...
Posted by on Mon, 06 Aug 2007 18:20:00 GMT |
Falter? |
America will never be destroyed from the outside. If we falter and lose our freedom, it will be because we destroyed ourselves.
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Posted by on Tue, 17 Jul 2007 22:57:00 GMT |
Metophor |
Metaphors are dangerous. Love begins with a metaphor. Which is to say, love begins at the point when a woman enters her first word into our poetic memory. &nb...
Posted by on Tue, 17 Jul 2007 22:54:00 GMT |
The Life Of Love |
Love begins with a smile, grows with a kiss, and ends with a teardrop. &nb
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Posted by on Mon, 02 Jul 2007 06:53:00 GMT |
broken glass |
Relationships are like glass. Sometimes it's better to leave them broken than try to hurt yourself putting it back together. &nb
sp; &nbs...
Posted by on Sun, 01 Jul 2007 22:12:00 GMT |
Love |
Love is patient, love is kind. It does not envy. it does not boast it is not pround. It is not rude it is not self-seeking it is not easily angered. it keeps no record of wrong. Love does not delight ...
Posted by on Thu, 09 Nov 2006 14:27:00 GMT |
I Love You |
"i watch you smile out the corner of your mouth. I come over moving closer and closer our lips meet we kiss, the most perfect kiss. As i pull back you whisper in my ear " i love you".
Posted by on Sun, 17 Sep 2006 02:55:00 GMT |
Tears |
I would like to be a tear, to be born in your eyes, to slip along ur cheek and die upon ur lips.
Posted by on Sat, 16 Sep 2006 02:46:00 GMT |
