No "talking"

[pushka]

A personal favourite of mine, from Bob Dylan: Forever Young.

Forever Young

May God bless and keep you always,

May your wishes all come true,

May you always do for others

And let others do for you.

May you build a ladder to the stars

And climb on every rung,

May you stay forever young,

Forever young, forever young,

May you stay forever young.

May you grow up to be righteous,

May you grow up to be true,

May you always know the truth

And see the lights surrounding you.

May you always be courageous,

Stand upright and be strong,

May you stay forever young,

Forever young, forever young,

May you stay forever young.

May your hands always be busy,

May your feet always be swift,

May you have a strong foundation

When the winds of changes shift.

May your heart always be joyful,

May your song always be sung,

May you stay forever young,

Forever young, forever young,

May you stay forever young.

[Setheus]

Rod Stewert did it better.....

[pushka]

Originally posted by Setheus@Dec 4 2005, 05:21 PM

Rod Stewert did it better.....

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Hmmm...well, I suppose we're all entitled to our opinions. I believe the Dylan track was written first, in 1973, and is just simple and sweet, and sincere. I've heard the Rod Stewart version lots of times, and just can't 'get it'...doesn't have the same quality of melody or something...(I do like Rod Stewart generally, however)...here's his version:

Rod Stewart - Forever Young Lyrics - 1996

May the good Lord be with you

Down every road you roam

And may sunshine and happiness

surround you when you're far from home

And may you grow to be pround

Dignified and true

And do unto others

As you'd have done to you

Be courageous and be brave

And in my heart you'll always stay

forever young (forever young)

forever young (forever young)

May good fortune be with you

May your guiding light be strong

Build a stairway to heaven

with a prince or a vagabond

And may you never love in vain

and in my heart you will remain

Forever Young (forever young)

Forever Young (forever Young)

Forever Young

Forever Young

And when you finally fly away

I'll be hoping that I served you well

For all the wisdom of a lifetime

No one can ever tell

But whatever road you choose

I'm right behind you, win or lose

Forever Young (Forever Young)

Forever Young (Forever Young)

Forever Young, Forever Young

For, forever young, forever Young

[Justlooking]

Originally posted by pushka@Dec 4 2005, 10:58 AM

Fantastic song Justlooking!!!

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Well just like Carly, I sing this about someone as well... and yes! he has an "a", "e" and an "r" on his name. Remeber the character Vinnie Barbarino? from Welcome Back Kotter? This song always reminds me of him.

[Celica]

Sign said 40 miles to Canada

My truck tore across Montana

Ian Tyson sang a lonesome lullaby

And so I cranked up the radio

Cause there's just a little more to go

For I'd cross the border at that Sweet Grass sign

I'm Alberta Bound

This piece of heaven that I've found

Rocky Mountains and black fertile ground

Everything I need beneath that big blue sky

Doesn't matter where I go

This place will always be my home

Yeah I've been Alberta Bound for all my life

And I'll be Alberta Bound until I die

It's a pride that's been passed down to me

Deep as coal mines, wide as farmer's fields

Yeah, I've got independence in my veins

Maybe it's my down-home redneck roots

Or these dusty 'ol Alberta boots

But like a Chinook wind keeps coming back again

Paul Brandt - Alberta Bound

[Outshined]

I heard this song for the first time recently at my daughter's ROTC Veterans Day program. I thought it was rather powerful.

Arlington

I never thought that this is where I'd settle down.

I thought I'd die an old man back in my hometown.

They gave me this plot of land,

Me and some other men, for a job well done.

There's a big White House sits on a hill just up the road.

The man inside, he cried the day they brought me home.

They folded up a flag and told my Mom and Dad:

"We're proud of your son."

And I'm proud to be on this peaceful piece of property.

I'm on sacred ground and I'm in the best of company.

I'm thankful for those thankful for the things I've done.

I can rest in peace;

I'm one of the chosen ones:

I made it to Arlington.

I remember Daddy brought me here when I was eight.

We searched all day to find out where my grand-dad lay.

And when we finally found that cross,

He said: "Son, this is what it cost to keep us free."

Now here I am, a thousand stones away from him.

He recognized me on the first day I came in.

And it gave me a chill when he clicked his heels,

And saluted me.

And I'm proud to be on this peaceful piece of property.

I'm on sacred ground and I'm in the best of company.

I'm thankful for those thankful for the things I've done.

I can rest in peace;

I'm one of the chosen ones:

I made it to Arlington.

And everytime I hear twenty-one guns,

I know they brought another hero home to us.

And I'm proud to be on this peaceful piece of property.

I'm on sacred ground and I'm in the best of company.

We're thankful for those thankful for the things we've done.

We can rest in peace;

'Cause we are the chosen ones:

We made it to Arlington.

Yeah, dust to dust,

Don't cry for us:

We made it to Arlington.

You can hear it Here

[Setheus]

Originally posted by pushka@Dec 4 2005, 04:04 PM

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The difference in the two is that Bob's is "to anyone" Rod's version is written to "a daughter"

[CharlieDesRosiers]

I'm fixing a hole where the rain gets in

And stops my mind from wandering

Where it will go

I'm filling the cracks that ran through the door

And kept my mind from wandering

Where it will go

And it really doesn't matter if I'm wrong

I'm right

Where I belong I'm right

Where I belong.

See the people standing there who disagree and never win

And wonder why they don't get in my door

I'm painting my room in a colorful way

And when my mind is wandering

There I will go.

And it really doesn't matter if

I'm wrong I'm right

Where I belong I'm right

Where I belong.

Silly people run around they worry me

And never ask me why they don't get past my door.

I'm taking the time for a number of things

That weren't important yesterday

And I still go.

I'm fixing a hole where the rain gets in

And stops my mind from wandering

Where it will go.

(Fixing A Hole - The Beatles)

[lisajo]

Opps

[pushka]

Originally posted by Setheus+Dec 5 2005, 08:54 PM-->

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The difference in the two is that Bob's is "to anyone" Rod's version is written to "a daughter"

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I thought I'd read that Dylan's Forever Young was influenced by his Jewish religion, which he seemed to have returned to during the early 70's...it's taken me ages to find any positive online info to support this, but here goes:

"Forever Young

May God bless and keep you always....

May you build a ladder to the stars

And climb on every rung

And may you stay forever young

"May God bless and keep you" are the words by which the kohanim - - the Jewish priests -- bless the Jewish congregation, in the time of Moses (Numbers 6:26) and today. The words have been incorprated into every daily worship service. An amulet with these words has been found from the time of the First Temple. And they are used by parents to bless their children.

This song is widely assumed (i.e. I read it on the Internet once) to have been written for Dylan's son Jakob. It was Jacob who dreamed of the ladder whose top reached the heavens.

Dylan the family man seems to be consistently Jewish, which makes one suspect that the question of Sara Dylan's spirituality and religion is of crucial importance to this whole saga. Bob, after all "seemed to function as a sort of visitor in his kids' lives" as one rabbi who officiated at a Dylan bar mitzvah put it."

I must say that I always viewed this song as a particularly personal one for Dylan, but must also admit that I hadn't heard before tonight that Rod Stewart had written his version for his daughter...I really thought he had just written a clumsy version of the Dylan song!

[Lindy]

My Favorite Things

Raindrops on roses and whiskers on kittens

Bright copper kettles and warm woolen mittens

Brown paper packages tied up with strings

These are a few of my favorite things

Cream colored ponies and crisp apple strudels

Door bells and sleigh bells

And schnitzel with noodles

Wild geese that fly with the moon on their wings

These are a few of my favorite things

Girls in white dresses with blue satin sashes

Snowflakes that stay on my nose and eyelashes

Silver white winter that melts into spring

These are a few of my favorite things

When the dog bites

When the bee stings

When I'm feeling sad

I simply remember my favorite things

And then I don't feel...so bad

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How can you feel keep feeling bad when you can remember this movie, and the smiles that come with it? I'm really glad I thought of schnitzel with noodles...and then remembered my favorite things...:)

[Outshined]

I've always thought Steve Taylor has a way with a lyric...

The Finish Line

Once upon an average morn

An average boy was born for the second time

Prone upon the altar there

He whispered up the prayer he'd kept hid inside

The vision came

He saw the odds

A hundred little gods on a gilded wheel

"These will vie to take your place, but Father,

by your grace I wil never kneel"

And I saw you, upright and proud

And I saw you wave to the crowd

And I saw you laughing out loud at the Philistines

And I saw you brush away rocks

And I saw you pull up your socks

And I saw you out of the blocks

For the finish line

Darkness falls

The devil stirs

And as your vision blurs you start stumbling

The heart is weak

The will is gone

And every strong conviction comes tumbling down

Malice rains

The acid guile is sucking at your shoes while the mud is fresh

It floods the trail

It bleeds you dry

As every little god buys its pound of flesh

And I saw you licking your wounds

And I saw you weave your cocoons

And I saw you changing your tunes for the party line

And I saw you welsh on old debts

I saw you and your comrades bum cigarettes

And you hemmed and you hawed

And you hedged all your bets

Waiting for a sign

Let's wash our hands as we throw little fits

Let's all wash our hands as we curse hypocrites

We're locked in the washroom turning old tricks

Deaf

And joyless

And full of it

The vision came

He saw the odds

A hundred little gods on a gilded wheel

"These have tried to take your place, but Father,

by your grace I will never kneel

I will never kneel..."

Off in the distance

Bloodied but wise

As you squint with the light of the truth in your eyes

And I saw you

Both hands were raised

And I saw your lips move in praise

And I saw you steady your gaze

For the finish line

Every idol like dust

A word scattered them all

And I rose to my feet when you scaled the last wall

And I gasped

When I saw you fall- in His arms

At the finish line

[Laureltree]

You Were There</span>

<span style=\'color:purple\'>I wonder how it must have felt

When David stood to face Goliath on a hill

I imagine that he shook with all his might

Until You took his hand, and held on tight

'Cause You were there, You were there

In the midst of danger's snare

You were there, You were there always

You were there when the hardest fight

Seemed so out of reach

Oh, You were there, You were always there

You were always there

So there he stood upon that hill

Abraham with knife in hand was poised to kill

But God in all his sovereignty had bigger plans

And just in time, You brought a lamb

'Cause You were there,

You were there

In the midst of the unclear

You were there, you were there always

You were there when obedience

Seemed to not make sense

You were there, You were always there

You were always there

So haven't I learned that my ways

Aren't as high as Yours are

And You alone keep the universe

From crumbling into dust

You are God and though we would

Not have understood You

There You were

Hanging blameless on a cross

You would rather die than leave us in the dark

Every moment, every planned coincidence

Just all makes sense

With Your last breath

You were there, You were there

During history’s darkest hour

You were there, You were there always

You were the Victor and the King

You were the power in David's swing

You were the calm in Abraham

You are the God who understands

You are the strength when we have none

You are the living, Holy one

You were, You are and You will always be

the Risen Lamb of God

You were, You are and You will always be

The Risen Lamb of God

By Avalon

[BenRaines]

The House by the Side of the Road

THERE are hermit souls that live withdrawn

In the place of their self-content;

There are souls like stars, that dwell apart,

In a fellowless firmament;

There are pioneer souls that blaze the paths

Where highways never ran-

But let me live by the side of the road

And be a friend to man.

Let me live in a house by the side of the road

Where the race of men go by-

The men who are good and the men who are bad,

As good and as bad as I.

I would not sit in the scorner's seat

Nor hurl the cynic's ban-

Let me live in a house by the side of the road

And be a friend to man.

I see from my house by the side of the road

By the side of the highway of life,

The men who press with the ardor of hope,

The men who are faint with the strife,

But I turn not away from their smiles and tears,

Both parts of an infinite plan-

Let me live in a house by the side of the road

And be a friend to man.

I know there are brook-gladdened meadows ahead,

And mountains of wearisome height;

That the road passes on through the long afternoon

And stretches away to the night.

And still I rejoice when the travelers rejoice

And weep with the strangers that moan,

Nor live in my house by the side of the road

Like a man who dwells alone.

Let me live in my house by the side of the road,

Where the race of men go by-

They are good, they are bad, they are weak, they are strong,

Wise, foolish - so am I.

Then why should I sit in the scorner's seat,

Or hurl the cynic's ban?

Let me live in my house by the side of the road

And be a friend to man.

Sam Walter Foss

[eleigh1977]

I adore Robert Frost. I could easily post all of his works...but I just re read this poem not too long ago.

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Robert Frost (1874–1963). A Boy’s Will. 1915.

22. The Trial by Existence

EVEN the bravest that are slain

Shall not dissemble their surprise

On waking to find valor reign,

Even as on earth, in paradise;

And where they sought without the sword 5

Wide fields of asphodel fore’er,

To find that the utmost reward

Of daring should be still to dare.

The light of heaven falls whole and white

And is not shattered into dyes, 10

The light for ever is morning light;

The hills are verdured pasture-wise;

The angel hosts with freshness go,

And seek with laughter what to brave;—

And binding all is the hushed snow 15

Of the far-distant breaking wave.

And from a cliff-top is proclaimed

The gathering of the souls for birth,

The trial by existence named,

The obscuration upon earth. 20

And the slant spirits trooping by

In streams and cross- and counter-streams

Can but give ear to that sweet cry

For its suggestion of what dreams!

And the more loitering are turned 25

To view once more the sacrifice

Of those who for some good discerned

Will gladly give up paradise.

And a white shimmering concourse rolls

Toward the throne to witness there 30

The speeding of devoted souls

Which God makes his especial care.

And none are taken but who will,

Having first heard the life read out

That opens earthward, good and ill, 35

Beyond the shadow of a doubt;

And very beautifully God limns,

And tenderly, life’s little dream,

But naught extenuates or dims,

Setting the thing that is supreme. 40

Nor is there wanting in the press

Some spirit to stand simply forth,

Heroic in its nakedness,

Against the uttermost of earth.

The tale of earth’s unhonored things 45

Sounds nobler there than ’neath the sun;

And the mind whirls and the heart sings,

And a shout greets the daring one.

But always God speaks at the end:

’One thought in agony of strife 50

The bravest would have by for friend,

The memory that he chose the life;

But the pure fate to which you go

Admits no memory of choice,

Or the woe were not earthly woe 55

To which you give the assenting voice.’

And so the choice must be again,

But the last choice is still the same;

And the awe passes wonder then,

And a hush falls for all acclaim. 60

And God has taken a flower of gold

And broken it, and used therefrom

The mystic link to bind and hold

Spirit to matter till death come.

‘Tis of the essence of life here, 65

Though we choose greatly, still to lack

The lasting memory at all clear,

That life has for us on the wrack

Nothing but what we somehow chose;

Thus are we wholly stripped of pride 70

In the pain that has but one close,

Bearing it crushed and mystified.

[Justlooking]

another oldie but a goodie!!!

Artist: Lou Rawls Lyrics

Song: You'll Never Find Another Love Like Mine Lyrics

You'll never find, as long as you live

Someone who loves you tender like I do

You'll never find, no matter where you search

Someone who cares about you the way I do

Whoa, I'm not braggin' on myself, baby

But I'm the one who loves you

And there's no one else, no-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh one else

You'll never find, it'll take the end of all time

Someone to understand you like I do

You'll never find the rhythm, the rhyme

All the magic we shared, just us two

Whoa, I'm not tryin' to make you stay, baby

But I know some how, some day, some way

You are (you're gonna miss my lovin')

You're gonna miss my lovin' (you're gonna miss my lovin')

You're gonna miss my lovin' (you're gonna miss my lovin')

You're gonna miss, you're gonna miss my lo-o-ove

Whoa, oh, oh, oh, oh (you're gonna miss my lovin')

Late in the midnight hour, baby (you're gonna miss my lovin')

When it's cold outside (you're gonna miss my lovin')

You're gonna miss, you're gonna miss my lo-o-ove

You'll never find another love like mine

Someone who needs you like I do

You'll never see what you've found in me

You'll keep searching and searching your whole life through

Whoa, I don't wish you no bad luck, baby

But there's no ifs and buts or maybes

You're gonna, You're gonna miss (miss my lovin')

You're gonna miss my lovin' (you're gonna miss my lovin')

I know you're gonna my lovin' (you're gonna miss my lovin')

You're gonna miss, you're gonna miss my lo-o-ove

Whoa, oh, oh, oh, oh (you're gonna miss my lovin')

Late in the midnight hour, baby (you're gonna miss my lovin')

When it gets real cold outside (you're gonna miss my lovin')

I know, I know that you are gonna miss my lo-o-ove

Let me tell you that you're gonna miss my lovin'

Yes you will, baby (you're gonna miss my lovin')

When I'm long gone

I know, I know, I know that you are gonna miss

[Lindy]

Love that song JL...thanks for posting it!

Here's something I found online:

The Trouble Tree

I hired a plumber to help me restore an old farmhouse, and after he had just finished a rough first day on the job, a flat tire made him lose an hour of work & his electric drill quit, his ancient one ton truck refused to start. As I drove him home, he sat in stony silence.

On arriving he invited me in to meet his family. As we walked toward the front door, he paused briefly at a small tree, touching the tips of the branches with both hands. Upon opening the door he had undergone an amazing transformation. His tanned face was wreathed in smiles and he hugged his two small children and gave his wife a kiss.

Afterward he walked me to the car. We passed the tree and my curiosity got the better of me. I asked him about what I had seen him do at the little tree.

"Oh, that's my trouble tree," he replied. "I know I can't help having troubles on the job, but one thing's for sure, those troubles don't belong in the house with my wife and the children. So I just hang them up on the tree every night when I come home and ask God to take care of them. Then in the morning I pick them up again." Funny thing is," he smiled, "when I come out in the morning to pick them up, there aren't nearly as many as I remember hanging up the night before".

[Lindy]

I wanted to post "What is Truth" by Johnny Cash

and a song from Merle Haggard ...but settled on one I remember from a long time ago when I was a kid. It was powerful enough that I could remember all the words ...

SIGNS

And the sign said,

"Long-haired freaky people

Need not apply."

So I tucked my hair up under my hat

And I went in to ask him why.

He said, "You look like a fine upstandin' young man.

I think you'll do."

So I took off my hat and said, "Imagine that.

Ha, me workin' for you."

Whoa, sign, sign.

Everywhere a sign.

Blockin' out the scen'ry.

Breakin' my mind.

Do this. Don't do that.

Can't you read the sign?

And the sign said,

"Anybody caught trespassin'

Will be shot on sight."

So I jumped on the fence and I yelled at the house,

"Hey! What gives you the right

To put up a fence to keep me out,

But to keep Mother Nature in?

If God was here, he'd tell you to your face,

'Man, you're some kind of sinner.'"

Sign, sign.

Everywhere a sign.

Blockin' out the scenery.

Breakin' my mind.

Do this. Don't do that.

Can't you read the sign?

Now, hey you, Mister, can't you read?

You got to have a shirt and tie to get a seat.

You can't even watch. No, you can't eat ..

You ain't supposed to be here.

The sign said, "You've got to have a membership card

To get inside." Uh.

And the sign said, "Everybody welcome.

Come in. Kneel down and pray."

And when the passed around the plate at the end of it all,

I didn't have a penny to pay

So I got me a pen and a paper

And I made up my own little sign.

I said, "Thank you, Lord, for thinkin' 'bout me.

I'm alive and doin' fine."

Whoo! Sign, sign.

Everywhere a sign.

Blockin' out the scenery.

Breakin' my mind.

Do this. Don't do that.

Can't you read the sign?

Sign, sign.

Everywhere a sign.

Sign, sign

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Signs dictating to us....telling us what to do, where to go and how to feel

I think we need to make our own little signs.......

Ohhhhh, I had some real GOOD ones.... ones that would have made a bumper sticker proud!

[Lindy]

Talking to my son about lies and what people expect to get out of them, we talked aobut people lying to get what they want... or get out of something they don't want, lying to make themselves more important..... and my all time favorite...lying to cover a lie....cause they can't remember what the lie was in the first place

Anyway....found this song that just says it all!

LIES

Some lie about who they love

Some lie about the truth

Some lie to save their lives

Some lie about their youth

Some lie about age and beauty

The conquest of sex

Most lie about the night before

A woman lies for a party dress

I've lied for a stolen moment

I've lied for one more clue

I've lied about most everything

But I never lied to you

And we lie, lie, lie on a streetcar named desire

Oh we lie, lie, lie for that sweet bird of youth

I could be great like Tennessee Williams

If I could only hear something that sounds like the truth

Some lie in the face of death

Some lie about their fame

Some kneel and lie to God

Some lie about their name

Some lie in words and speeches

With every living breath

The young lie with their guitars

The old lie for a little respect

I've lied to lie with danger

I've lied for a drug or two

I've lied about most everything

But I never lied to you

I've lied for a stolen moment

I've lied for one more clue

I've lied about most everything

But I never lied to you.

Lyrics by Bernie Taupin

Edited..... to help it make more sense.... our conversation started off about lying to yourself about religion...and lying to others ....but can't lie to God. It was almost like a prayer when I read this song...how trival things are lied about .....but how we can never lie to God...cause that is the ONE person who can catch you. It is funny how many times we tell the kids...don't lie..it will only make it worse...but they have to figure it out on their own, because they don't believe you.. LOL It was nice hearing him tell me how he learned the hard way.... But hey! at least he learned :)

[Guest sugarbay]

whowill catch you when you're falling

who will find you in the dark

who will hear you when you're calling

whowill see you as you are?

the winds of ghange are blowing

and there's one thing I've got to know

who's gonna hold youwhen I let you go?

like a boat out on the water

that just can't make it to the shore

I can see you in the distance

but I can't touch you anymore

the winds of change are blowing

but there's one thing I have got to know?

who's gonna hold you

when I let you go?

your kiss, I can almost taste it

your voice, I can hear the silence

the door, sounds like thunder

the winds of change are blowing

and there's one thing I have got to know

who's gonna hold you

when I let go?

[Justlooking]

I Will Survive Lyrics

by Gloria Gaynor

At first I was afraid

I was petrified

Kept thinking I could never live

without you by my side

But then I spent so many nights

thinking how you did me wrong

I grew strong

I learned how to get along

and so you're back

from outer space

I just walked in to find you here

with that sad look upon your face

I should have changed that stupid lock

I should have made you leave your key

If I had known for just one second

you'd be back to bother me

Go on now go

walk out the door

just turn around now

'cause you're not welcome anymore

weren't you the one who tried to hurt me with goodbye

you think I'd crumble

you think I'd lay down and die

Oh no, not I

I will survive

oh as long as I know how to love

I know I will stay alive

I've got all my life to live

I've got all my love to give

and I'll survive

I will survive hey hey

It took all the strength I had

not to fall apart

kept trying hard to mend

the pieces of my broken heart

and I spent oh so many nights

just feeling sorry for myself

I used to cry

But now I hold my head up high

and you see me

somebody new

I'm not that chained up little person

still in love with you

and so you felt like dropping in

and just expect me to be free

but now I'm saving all my loving

for someone who's loving me

Go on now go

walk out the door

just turn around now

'cause you're not welcome anymore

weren't you the one who tried to break me with goodbye

you think I'd crumble

you think I'd lay down and die

Oh no, not I

I will survive

oh as long as I know how to love

I know I will stay alive

I've got all my life to live

I've got all my love to give

and I'll survive

I will survive

Oh...

Go on now go

walk out the door

just turn around now

'cause you're not welcome anymore

weren't you the one who tried to break me with goodbye

you think I'd crumble

you think I'd lay down and die

Oh no, not I

I will survive

oh as long as I know how to love

I know I will stay alive

I've got all my life to live

I've got all my love to give

and I'll survive

I will survive

I will survive

[pushka]

LOL Justlooking...I love your little band of 'Smilies'!!! Teehee...great song too, btw.

[Justlooking]

Originally posted by pushka@Dec 19 2005, 08:20 PM

LOL Justlooking...I love your little band of 'Smilies'!!! Teehee...great song too, btw.

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That is the online disco version. Too bad I couldnt find the spinning mirror ball smiley!

[Justlooking]

True Colors Lyrics

by Cindy Lauper

You with the sad eyes

Don't be discouraged

Oh I realize

It's hard to take courage

In a world full of people

You can lose sight of it all

And the darkness inside you

Can make you feel so small

But I see your true colors

Shining through

I see your true colors

And that's why I love you

So don't be afraid to let them show

Your true colors

True colors are beautiful,

Like a rainbow

Show me a smile then,

Don't be unhappy, can't remember

When I last saw you laughing

If this world makes you crazy

And you've taken all you can bear

You call me up

Because you know I'll be there

And I'll see your true colors

Shining through

I see your true colors

And that's why I love you

So don't be afraid to let them show

Your true colors

True colors are beautiful,

Like a rainbow

[StrawberryFields]

"Reason, Season, or Lifetime"

People always come into your life for a reason, a season and a lifetime.

When you figure out which it is, you know exactly what to do.

When someone is in your life for a REASON, it is usually to meet a need you have expressed outwardly or inwardly. They have come to assist you through a difficulty, or to provide you with guidance and support, to aid you physically, emotionally, or even spiritually. They may seem like a godsend too you and they are. They are there for a reason, you need them to be. Then, without any wrong doing on your part or at an inconvenient time, this person will say or do something to bring the relationship to an end. Sometimes they die, Sometimes they just walk away. Sometimes they act up or out and force you to take a stand. What we must realize is that our need has been met, our desire fulfilled; their work is done. The prayer you sent up has been answered and it is now time to move on.

When people come into your life for a SEASON, it is because your turn has come to share, grow, or learn. They may bring you an experience of peace or make you laugh. They may teach you something you have never done. They usually give you an unbelievable amount of joy. Believe it! It is real! But, only for a season. And like Spring turns to Summer and Summer to Fall, the season eventually ends.

LIFETIME RELATIONSHIPS teach you a lifetime of lessons; those things you must build upon in order to have a solid emotional foundation. Your job is to accept the lesson, love the person/people (anyway), and put what you have learned to use in all other relationships and areas in your life. It is said that love is blind but friendship is clairvoyant. Thank you for being part of my life....

Brian A. "Drew" Chalker

Learn from these people, they are placed there on purpose. If you

lose contact and what you had fades away still count the blessing

of having them appear when you needed them.

Hugs, SF