Crabby Old Lady |
When an old lady died in the geriatric ward of a small hospital near Dundee, Scotland, it was believed that she had nothing left of any value. Later, when the nurses were going through her meager poss...
Posted by ExFireman Joe on Fri, 18 May 2007 01:11:00 PST |
To Realize..... |
To realize The value of a sister/brother Ask someone Who doesn't have one. To realize The value of ten years: Ask a newly Divorced couple. To realize The value of four years: Ask a graduate. To realiz...
Posted by ExFireman Joe on Fri, 18 May 2007 01:01:00 PST |
So True, Too Often |
This is posted for all of us that wait too late to say what you really mean! Thank you to my friend that posted this elsewhere. Hugs galore. Later. Too often we don't realize What we have until it is ...
Posted by ExFireman Joe on Sun, 22 Apr 2007 07:46:00 PST |
A Mother - Poem |
A lover who's a friendWho's a womanWho's a girlA believer of musicAnd a child of God. A walk on the bright sideAn open earAll these things are my motherBoth a sculptor of mindsAnd a student of lifeA ...
Posted by ExFireman Joe on Fri, 13 Apr 2007 09:48:00 PST |
And then I Cried! |
When you were 8 years old, your mom handed you an ice cream. You thanked her by yelling at her and telling her its the wrong kind. When you were 9 years old, she paid for piano lessons. You thanked ...
Posted by ExFireman Joe on Sat, 31 Mar 2007 09:32:00 PST |
Daddy's Poem |
Her hair was up in a pony tail, her favorite dress tied with a bow. Today was Daddy's Day at school, and she couldn't wait to go. But her mommy tried to tell her, that she probably should stay home...
Posted by ExFireman Joe on Sat, 31 Mar 2007 09:36:00 PST |
Went to a Party |
Went to a party Mom... I went to a party, And remembered what you said. You told me not to drink, Mom, so I had a sprite instead. I felt proud of myself, The way you said I would, that I didn't d...
Posted by ExFireman Joe on Sat, 31 Mar 2007 09:34:00 PST |
