Happiness is the art of embellishing your memories with beautiful souvenirs.
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Souveniers
All the snow has turned to water,
Christmas days have come and gone.
Broken toys and faded colours are all that's left to linger on.
I hate graveyards and old oawn shops,
For they always bring me tears.
I can't forgive the way they robbed me of my childhood souvenirs.
Memories, they can't be boughten.
They can't be won at carnivals for free.
Well it took me years to get those souvenirs,
And i don't know how they slipped away from me.
Broken hearts and dirty windows
Make life difficult to see.
That's why last night and this morning
Always look the same to me.
And I hate reading old love letters
For they always bring me tears.
I can't forget the way they robbed me,
Of my sweetheart's souvenirs.
Memories they can't be boughten,
They can't be won at carnivals for free.
Well it took me years to get those souvenirs
And i don't know how they slipped away from me.
song performed by by John Prine
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Souvenirs
Souvenirs
By: vince melamed, danny okeefe
1993
Someone wants a piece of you
Never let em pay
What you do not give them
Time takes anyway
Had I known what love is worth
I could have saved the tears
Might have come in handy
Like souvenirs
I didnt see her comin
til my head turned in surprise
Thinking I must know her
But it was her thin disguise
She padded up her innocence
And tightly cinched her fears
But she saved a little room
For souvenirs
I still go to pieces
But I dont go as often
Placeless times in space
Where all the edges soften
She took me away
Where I couldnt send her
I knew that she would leave me
Something to remember
I wanted more than one
Until I found the one I wanted
Her memories are ghosts now
Though Im still pretty haunted
What we gave each other
Aint exactly clear
Probably comes under the heading
Of souvenirs
Pieces, bits, and pieces
Add up through the years
Ive collected a small fortune
In souvenirs
song performed by by Jimmy Buffett
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Souvenirs
All the snow has turned to water
Christmas days have come and gone
Broken toys and faded colors
Are all thats left to linger on
I hate graveyards and old pawn shops
For they always bring me tears
I cant forgive the way they rob me
Of my childhood souvenirs
Chorus:
Memories they cant be boughten
They cant be won at carnivals for free
Well it took me years
To get those souvenirs
And I dont know how they slipped away from me
Broken hearts and dirty windows
Make life difficult to see
Thats why last night and this mornin
Always look the same to me
I hate reading old love letters
For they always bring me tears
I cant forgive the way they rob me
Of my sweethearts souvenirs
(repeat chorus)
song performed by by John Prine
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What is beautiful?
The breeze
That comes after a cyclone is beautiful;
The calmness
That comes after furious anger is beautiful;
The quietness
That comes after ferocity is beautiful;
The happiness
That comes after sorrow is beautiful;
The light
That comes after darkness is beautiful;
The victory
That comes after a defeat is beautiful;
The union
That comes after separation is beautiful;
The poem
That comes after your imagination and intuition
Is still very beautiful!
poem by V.K. Kanniappan
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Pride Aside on Love
Innocence and pride make two
as pride and love - forget-me-not -
from fever cools as through and through
fond memories few keep. Fools blot
their copy books, mock Cupid's coo
as selfishness unravels knot,
hands tied dis paired, what should be true.
When once fidelity's bolt's shot
some lock out souvenirs, fond cue
forget - from pseudo sage to sot -
invent excuses spent, unglue.
False feelings [b]ring crime Time will rot.
Yet Cupid's dart should hearts entwine
in happiness come rain or shine.
for previous version 31 July 2007 see below
Innocence and pride make two
as pride and love, - forget-me-not
from fever cools as through and through
fond memories few keep, sots blot
their copy books, unravel knot
hands tied when paired, once bolt is shot
block out souvenirs, fond cue
forget - from pseudo sage to sot -
label feelings they've forgot
that once they thought by heart they knew.
(27 January 2007 revised 31 July 2007 and 4 February 2012)
poem by Jonathan Robin
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One Year, Six Months
Sew this up with threads of reason and regret
So I will not forget. I will not forget
How this felt one year six months ago
I know I cannot forget. I cannot forget
I'm falling into memories of you and things we used to do
Follow me there
A beautiful somewhere
A place that I can share with you
I can tell that you don't know me anymore
It's easy to forget, sometimes we just forget
And being on this road is anything but sure
Maybe we'll forget, I hope we don't forget
I'm falling into memories of you and things we used to do
Follow me there
A beautiful somewhere
A place that I can share with you
So many nights, legs tangled tight
Wrap me up in a dream with you
Close up these eyes, try not to cry
All that I've got to pull me through is memories of you
Memories of you
Memories of you
Memories of you
I'm falling into memories of you and things we used to do
Follow me there
A beautiful somewhere
A place that we can share
Falling into memories of you and things we used to do
song performed by by Yellowcard
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One Year, Six Months
Sew this up with threads of reason and regret
So I will not forget. I will not forget
How this felt one year six months ago
I know I cannot forget. I cannot forget
I'm falling into memories of you and things we used to do
Follow me there
A beautiful somewhere
A place that I can share with you
I can tell that you don't know me anymore
It's easy to forget, sometimes we just forget
And being on this road is anything but sure
Maybe we'll forget, I hope we don't forget
I'm falling into memories of you and things we used to do
Follow me there
A beautiful somewhere
A place that I can share with you
So many nights, legs tangled tight
Wrap me up in a dream with you
Close up these eyes, try not to cry
All that I've got to pull me through is memories of you
Memories of you
Memories of you
Memories of you
I'm falling into memories of you and things we used to do
Follow me there
A beautiful somewhere
A place that we can share
Falling into memories of you and things we used to do
song performed by by Yellowcard
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Memories
Memories of good times
Memories of bad times
Memories of our love
So many memories
Memories of us crying
Memories of us laughing
Memories of our commitment
So many memories
Memories of us hugging
Memories of us kissing
Memories of those late nights
So many memories
Memories of how we met
Memories of how you left
Memories of what you said
So many memories
Why did you leave me
with so many memories
Did you ever realize
that my memories are yours
Everything we did together
stays within our memories
I remember getting hurt
Do you hurt too
Let's make a new memory
that we can both share
Let's love again
in our memories
poem by Adam McKim
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What Happiness Is
happiness
is bliss
happiness,
is when you get a new puppy
happiness,
is when you get married
happiness,
is when you go on you first date
happiness,
is making your own decisions
happiness,
is graduating
happiness,
is getting you first job
happiness,
is falling in love
happiness
is being proud of who you are
happiness
is bliss
happiness,
is glowing
happiness,
is fun
happiness,
is an amazing feeling
happiness,
is when you smile all day
happiness,
is giving someone a hug just because you can
happiness,
is that light in your eyes
happiness,
is what makes the world go around
happiness,
is bliss
How beautiful is
How beautiful is the Belief, when we belief in the God
How beautiful are the Creatures, when we belief in the Creator
How beautiful is the Motherhood, when we belief in the Sacrifices
How beautiful is the Fatherhood, when we belief in the Battles
How beautiful is the Childhood, when we belief in the Innocence
How beautiful is the Dream, when we belief in the Ambition
How beautiful is the Contentment, when we belief in the Simplicity
How beautiful is the Life, when we belief in the dead
How beautiful is the Love, when we belief in the Care
How beautiful is the Happiness, when we belief in the Sadness
How beautiful is the Relationships, when we belief in the Tender
How beautiful is the Fruit, when we belief in the Farming
How beautiful is the Confidence, when we belief in Our self
How beautiful is the Beauty, when we belief in Our eyes
How beautiful is the World, when we belief in Peace
How beautiful is the Friendship, when we belief in Brotherhood
How beautiful is the Marriage, when we belief in Sharing
How beautiful is the World, when we belief in the Peace
poem by Mohammed AlBalushi
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Without Those Memories
Memories I keep,
Are detailed and available.
Today I enjoy keeping them fresh.
And as time moves on...
I've noticed how attractive,
My life gets.
And it was just a few short years ago,
I remembered trying to do my best...
To forget anything that would upset,
My happiness.
But without those memories,
My happiness could not be achieved.
Nor would I have completely appreciated,
Those obstacles that came into my life to test.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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My Children
My children are a source of joy
One a girl and the other a boy
Beautiful memories of them growing up
My babies at home are now a pup
Got a grandson now who I lavish with love
I'll be there for him too, push come to shove
He's a teenager now and looks like his mom
I take him to church and he stays real calm
He makes me remember raising them
And that's wonderful memories that I don't condemn
My happiness I had was raising those two
They never caused me pain or made me blue
God's little blessings given to me
With them in my life that makes blessing number three!
poem by Donna Nimmo
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Memories!
Memories of bein with you will be a lifetime testimony.Memories of happiest time spent with you relieved me of anguish of having to live without you.Memories of being with you is full of joy and happiness.Memories of being with you can never be replace by anything in my brain.Memories of bieng with you will foreverly be adore; every seconds, minute and hour spent with is full of testimonies! because a minute with you is better than eternity without you.ADEBOWALE
poem by Tijani Adebowale Destiny
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Eluding Happiness
The bliss of happiness,
is something I always seem to miss,
Is it beautiful to be happy?
I can see the joys of happiness...
but how can you truly know something exists if you cannot feel it yourself?
Happiness might have tried to enter my heart at some point...
But what was the point where I denied?
Should I have let it in....
Would I have been a differant person?
So many questions arise in this moment,
To see the lives happiness touches,
This final question gets me ever time.....
Why can't happiness Touch the life thats mine.
poem by Crimson Love
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Unwritten love
Heavenly music choral,
Floral
In my soul
Waking
Memories start to roll.
A film of life.
Dancing in the kitchen
With my mother on Christmas Eve.
Feelings like no other.
Unwritten love will weave.
Poetry
That unwritten music
Narrates.
While golden caresses
Wait at the gates.
Earthly tears then dissipate
To send rain for our thirst
Emotion's buds dispersed.
Beautiful music
Unwritten love
Heaven's lights kiss clouds above.
Then sun on our face
Pleasing to the eye.
Unwritten love
Drifts
Across an open sky.
Poetry unwritten music to our ears
A life of rhyme to wipe away the tears.
And though memories mime
We scribe our souvenirs.
Unwritten love
Sweet music from above.
Plays in our soul.
Like morning star
On Heaven's scroll.
poem by Kevin East
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Radiating Happiness
Lovely flowers gaily bloom,
To dispel gloom
And loom
Happiness.
Beautiful birds joyously swing,
And sweetly sing,
To ring
Happiness.
The silver moon slowly peeps
Over the ocean deeps,
And seeps
Happiness.
The cool flowing water-fall,
From the mountain tall
Does install
Happiness.
So, you, the intelligent man,
In your life-span,
Do fan
Happiness!
poem by Chandra Thiagarajan
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My Words Of Wisdom For Those Of Loss
if loss is for times of grief and tears
then smiles are for times of happiness
but why not smile for sadness and happiness
for you know that once you have past it is nothing but happiness
and it should be for the ones of remembrance as well
the ones left behind here with others just beginning there lives get to keep the memories of the days when you were still around
poem by Lily Montes
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Ignorance Is Beautiful
She taught me two things,
‘Ignorance and Beautiful.'
One day, she told me,
'Let me tell you,
The meaning of Beautiful.
God is beautiful,
Nature is beautiful,
Life is beautiful,
Love is beautiful,
Care is beautiful,
Share is beautiful,
Understanding is beautiful,
Trust is beautiful,
Faith is beautiful,
Passion is beautiful,
Compassion is beautiful,
Air is beautiful,
Water is beautiful,
Earth is beautiful,
Fire is beautiful,
Energy is beautiful,
Here is beautiful,
There is beautiful,
Everywhere is beautiful,
Everyone is beautiful,
Everything is beautiful.'
I had to intervene,
'Looks the universe is beautiful,
But what is most beautiful? '
The reply comes full and straight,
'Ignorance is awesomely beautiful.'
Copyright © 2012 Sanjeev Kumar
poem by Sanjeev Kumar
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The Day of Christmas
The greatest time of the year
The day that reminds me of Christ
The day of christmas
The day that brings the happiest moments
The day that leaves beautiful
memories
The day that does not last a day
The day that spreads joy and
happiness...
The time of christmas
That brings about fun and
excitement
A church service like no other
The singing of hymns
The beautiful enchantment of the christmas carols...
and the lovely exchange of gifts
The beautiful christmas tree
brightly decorated
The beads and the beautiful lights
The joy of singing with family....
And the opening of christmas parcels
The jingle bells, the peace, the
quiet..
the celebration, the merriment...
the atmosphere filled with joy and
thanksgiving
The love, the eagerness, the
funfair..
The beautiful decorations
The christmas eve, the anticipation
The christmas Day
The christmas night filled with
fireworks and lovely colours
The night sky looking more
beautiful than ever...
Noel, The holy and the ivy, The 12
Days of christmas
All these only the joy of christmas
brings
I wish everyone a Merry christmas
and a Happy new year
poem by Ifeanyi Eze
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Paths Of Happiness
If the path is beautiful, check where it leads?
But if the destination is beautiful-
Don’t worry about the hardships, keep moving.
There is no path that leads to happiness;
But happiness itself is the only path, goes every where.
Continuous efforts- not strength or intelligence, fetches happiness.
Happiness and excuses do not work together,
If we think about excuses, forget about happiness;
And if we want happiness, forget excuses.
Money can’t buy happiness,
But it is less painful to cry in a palace, than in a hut:
So don’t insult happy moments.
Happiness is like sunlight,
It shines in the corner of the heart,
And offer every morning fresh hopes.
It is very difficult to give happiness,
But try to at least erase somebody’s sorrow,
Like a good eraser.
Whenever offered with half glass of milk,
Call it half full and not half empty,
Happiness should be enjoyed with what we have,
But not reject due to what we do not have.
Happiness without positive attitude is merely destiny,
But happiness with a positive attitude is called, achievement;
So try to be a happy achiever in life.
Soft speech, clean heart, calm eyes, strong hand, focused mind:
And firm determination, with God’s love and blessings,
Always make us a happy winner, so always be a happy winner.
poem by Dr. Yogesh Sharma
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