Nebraskans are known for giving of themselves and that quality is part of what makes our state such a wonderful place to live, work and raise a family.
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I will commit myself to making this state an even greater place to live, work and raise a family. I intend to reach out from border to border to hear first-hand from our citizens about their thoughts, concerns and ideas for our state.
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What we don't talk about enough is Ohio's unique and remarkable quality of life. We are a state of cities, small towns and growing suburbs where life is affordable and destinations within reach. There is no better place to raise a family.
Part Of Life, That is
Few get to sit in the midst of it.
Part of life that is.
With the giving of opinion and the giving of lip.
Part of life that is.
Few get to sit in the midst of it.
Part of life that is.
With the giving of opinion and the giving of lip.
Part of life that is.
Stuck with sticking emotions felt in my gut...
Unable to abandon them.
Or give them up...
Had been a place I'd been,
Back then.
With no one but myself...
And faith,
To help me slowly break away...
Of a hold I had on them to mend.
Few get to sit in the midst of it.
Part of life that is.
With the giving of opinion and the giving of lip.
Part of life that is.
I have learned to feel grief deeply,
Where it is felt.
Let it visit.
And then from it to leave!
Not to forget the process...
But to breathe!
Remembering...
With an agony upon my letting go,
Knowing what I felt was painful...
It was also,
Part of life!
A part of life,
That is!
Few get to sit in the midst of it.
Part of life that is.
With the giving of opinion and the giving of lip.
Part of life that is.
Few get to sit in the midst of it.
Part of life that is.
With the giving of opinion and the giving of lip.
Part of life that is.
Few get to sit in the midst of it.
Part of life that is.
With the giving of opinion and the giving of lip.
Part of life that is.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Beautiful World
It's a beautiful world we live in
A sweet romantic place
Beautiful people everywhere
The way they show they care
Makes me want to say
It's a beautiful world
Oh a beautiful world
For you
It's a wonderful time to be here
It's nice to be alive
Wonderful people everywhere
The way they come they're here
Makes me want to say
It's a wonderful place
Oh what a wonderful place
For you (5 times)
Not me
song performed by by Rage Against The Machine
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Civilisation Or Culture For Good Life?
Best way of living is called culture varying from place to place;
Based on experience knowledge of better living helps a way
To be followed for living a satisfied and lasting life of fun here!
Modern life based on civilisation allows much room for freedom;
But lack of culture only classifies them under gypsy category!
Modern people rely on money believing it as a mark of civilisation
To live independently without giving importance to human beings!
But by the very nature of birth man is incomplete without company
And that makes man live in family rather than alone as an animal
That roams about in search of food and mate to satisfy its needs!
However many go by money to live mechanical life without risks
That helps one as long as health and strength are in good state;
But once they become weak by age and can’t manage alone
They long for love, family and children by their side till the end!
poem by Ramesh T A
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Beautiful World
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Beautiful world
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Its a beautiful world we live in
A sweet romantic place
Beautiful people everywhere
The way they show they care
Makes me want to say
Its a beautiful world
For you
Its a wonderful time to be here
Its nice to be alive
Wonderful people everywhere
The way they comb their hair
Makes me want to say
Its a wonderful place
For you
Hey
Tell me what I say
Boy n girl with the new clothes on
You can shake it to me all night long
Hey hey
Its not for me
song performed by by Devo
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Giving In.....my Everything
my spirit that sings, brings me in,
a wonderful world to live without end
make me of what iam, embrace the
time when i am gone, take the pantheon
that takes you all the fun
today, as you see, you will tell that iam in
your arm, wondering that, is this the day
when everything is what we call none,
as it goes on, all of what is made is off
and gone
wishing me luck, that makes you crack, a
day that all of everything in me is making
you to say that iam the one the only one
that made you one in the world we stand
knowing me is giving the endless breath that
i take from you, a day that beacons my
heart till it ends, cherish to take what is life
in you
giving in me, everything is free, your the every
thing in me, that makes the world set free
i stand, i live, i share, i die in thee, for the
whole of everything, lives in giving the only
me in you, who loves me so dearly
poem by Antonio Liao
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Great Pioneer
Graham Russell)
It happened long ago
When I felt the need
For a life of my own
I dreamt of summer love
And moving high up north
But no one would go
So I walked up the hill and lay there
Imagining the day was near
I know I want to stay there
And be a great pioneer
I made a promise then
That I'd find a place
Where my world won't end
Give me a piece of land
That will be my life
That I will defend
If I work really hard
I will surely survive
I know my virtue is strong
No one could oppose a spirt
So raw to be a part of the state
To be known as a great pioneer
I keep the fires burning
To let you know I'm free
My heart will always be yearning
CHORUS
To be a part of the state
To be a part of the state
To be known as a great pioneer
And if it all should end
ANd I hear the call
From the great unknown
I'll need to go my way
Let me have my day
Let me be alone
I was dreaming here and lay there
Knowing that my time is here
I know I wanna stay there
And be a part of the state
And be a part of the state
And be known as a great pioneer
song performed by by Air Supply
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Unsung
Dead heroes hold an honoured place
in histories of the human race.
But I am forced to wonder why
we only honour those who die.
To live and raise a family
would seem to me to be.
A much more worthwhile thing to do.
Just common folk like me and you.
Who in their quiet way contrive
to keep the human race alive.
The heroes leave behind their fame
But I pass on the family name
ensuring immortality
at least for some small part of me.
(17-Jun-07)
poem by Ivor Or Ivor.e Hogg
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I Believe In You.... Dear
life is full of meaning that only you and i can tell
everything we share and take, is just but a memories
to remember, that we have partake, the pain and joy is
an experienced of life, a thing to ponder, that we live
is not a journey of lossing oneself but a giving of the best
in you, in giving we learn to live again
life has no contenment it is in our heart that makes it
satisfying to live, for in dying oneself we learn that giving is
something most value of what our soul cherish, our heart desire
to live of what is love, but only in giving that we die
life desire the best to live, for in you, i learn to die, a painful life
encounter of my soul, it is in giving of what is dying that the
meaning of existence is dying the most value in you
your not an angel that i forsake, not even God whom i adore,
nor the master of myself that i respect, or a designer of my
destiny, yet your the wisdom of time that makes me what i am
life that i live with you, is but a searcher of who iam in you, in the
universe, in the moment of time where i exist, your something
that my soul can't resist......
a light that transcent beyond my sight
a sky that i can reach and touch
a horizon of rays that only i can feel
a beauty that flows within my soul
a wisdom that only you can whisper in my heart
a voice of en endless time that tells me that i am not alone
life we take in our journey to the beyond time, is wonderful, and the
answer of fate we meet is a beginning of our unending committment
to live where it ends
poem by Antonio Liao
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Family Photos
I love my family photos
Such a simple treasure to me
So many wonderful people
That are part of my history
I look upon their faces
My uncles, cousins and aunts
I see myself in some of them
The eyes... the smile... the stance
Decked out in Sunday fashion
They gathered for a quick snapshot
Some clothes were made at home
And some of them they bought
And look at how far back they go
To the horse and buggy days
Perhaps we were not born yet
Or were small with the past a haze
Oh, look at Grandpa’s trophies
He looks so very proud
He knew he was quite a hunter
Though he wouldn’t say out loud
Let's not forget the animals
That helped to work the farm
They too were part of our family
And had their special charm
Just look at the family autos
They had such class and style
Yes, I love my family photos
Come and look at them awhile!
poem by Marilyn Lott
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I'm not a company man.
Ghazal format
Some men strive hard chasing success
Whilst other men are content with less.
It all depends I must suppose.
On whom they're trying to impress.
I value self sufficiency
And use my time efficiently.
I choose to please myself.
There is no reason I can see.
For me to use my energy
Concentrating constantly.
Pursuing riches I don't need.
It simply makes no sense to me.
I understand that some will choose
To store up wealth they cannot use,
But that does not apply to me.
Because I know I can refuse.
To work for sixteen hours a day
I live my life a different way.
The company does not own me.
Though I work hard to earn my pay.
I spend time with my family.
Which I regard importantly.
There is much more to life than work.
I can state quite confidently.
I am contented with my lot.
I need no more than what I've got.
That is what success means to me.
My family first no matter what.
Wednesday,26 September 2012
poem by Ivor Or Ivor.e Hogg
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It is first and foremost very hard work! But I have a wonderful part and I do have fun. The company, cast and crew of 'Passions' are wonderful to work with.
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Let us tackle the big issues with bold ideas that transform Iowa to accomplish our shared mission to grow Iowa, and realize our shared vision of Iowa as the best place to live, work and raise a family.
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Every Maryland family wants financial security, schools that work, quality healthcare, safer neighborhoods, and ever-expanding economic opportunity. These are the building blocks of a superior quality of life.
quote by Robert. L. Ehrlich
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Dearest Dad
What better occasion than Father's Day to write to express how proud I am of you and to thank you from the bottom of my heart for being such a wonderful father. You have always been there when I needed your advice, encouragement or a well-deserved kick in the pants.
I thank God for so many good things that have happened in my life. I have no doubt that none of them would have been possible without your guiding influence. I am confident in my abilities. This confidence was surely nurtured in my early years by your guiding hand.
You have always been the model of the kind of father I have wanted to be. I have tried to live up to your high standards of honesty and openness. Though I have made my share of mistakes as a dad, I am proud that both Erika and Sasha exhibit many of the fine qualities that you taught me.
Each day seems to pass by a little faster. I can't believe that your first little boy is now 61 years old. As I reflect on my life and the wonderful family experiences, I can't recall even one bad memory…except maybe for good ol' Betsy, your belt.
I am as excited about seeing you next week as I was at Marquette University after the finals were over. The pure sense of love and giving that you represent, dearest Dad, is a rare commodity these days. As rare as the wonderful family you have created.
Dad, you're as fine as they come in every respect. I thank you and God
everyday for allowing me to be a part of your life. I love you so very mu
Your proud, and at the same time humble son, Greg
poem by Gregory Huyette
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The other thing is quality of life; if you have a place where you can go and have a picnic with your family, it doesn't matter if it's a recession or not, you can include that in your quality of life.
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I won't allow
I won’t allow any one to step in my domain
It will be my affair and personally remain
Exclusive area to be decided by me alone
Even though independent arbitrator and lone
No one can come here and dictate
It is not their willingness to indicate
It will be me only to act even if late
This is plain fact I have to narrate or state
Everybody is having independent life to lead
We have no time to think their style and read
It certainly hinges on bare thread
I won’t go to any one and plead
Let them live the way they like
I might have many likes and dislikes
I shall rule the mind and behave
I shall shape them and continuously have
I consider myself as an ordinary
I may need companion and it is necessary
Others should not poke, meddle or worry
I can only express regret and feel sorry
I want beautiful life
There is definite place for wife
I shall place everything at her disposal
Is this not nice proposal?
I wish to lead in wonderful way
Where only I will have definite say
I shall act and behave responsibly
These all can be seen visibly
I shall claim no credit for whatsoever
It shall be doom or fortune ever
As it is chosen by me alone
Everything is thought over and done
Nothing can be accomplished without His grace
I shall have enough courage to face
Though I won’t involve in any race
Without His mercy there won’t be any trace
We tend to become impossible and rowdy
The image ego makes you to feel proudly
You continue to disregard others
This is clear indication of dismal surrender
You are loosing grip on your ambition
You are prisoner of conscience and inhibition
You are imbalanced with little ignition
This leads you to believe in superstition
It is good to trust one’s own ability
This can prove very good quality
You should confine and not over react
It may then be considered as fine act
I have plan to go as simple as that
I shall not live it simply to fate
I shall act as per conscience and belief
But I shall be precise and brief
I pray not to be influenced
Stay aloof and prefer not to be influenced
Still find the place among all our brethren
To work along side with their concern
poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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Family I love
love my family with my hold heart.
My love is Joy to love my family
Family is sad and happy and love.
Family is fun and painful and pretty.
My family is like all families we have
love and we have happiness and tears
I love my hold family
My family is like angels who fly in sky
I am grateful that I have family that loves
me.
My family are kind and nice and fun to be
around
My family is painful like all familys are and
heart breaking and Evil sometimes
My family is heart breaking and deadly like
everyone else
Hey I can't stop loving my family not matter what
it coats in the family.
Way my family is just makes me want have family
with someone be as good as they are.
But God know I love my family
and our love is great to have in life
and even know they leave he world they still
a live in my hearts.
poem by Kristina Riggs
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Christmas Past
That very special time of the year was the Christmas Season of my yesteryears or when I was a child, and I think of those wonderful very loving season, each Christmas with a smile. There was the joy and the warmth of my family , and friends. And there was always a special love shown me, I tearfully recall, and at this time we'd all say "Merry Christmas," or when I was very small. There were always the little "Snowbirds", and they sang as they sat in the holly and in the spruce, and they came during Christmas Season, even when no snow fell to this ground. I remember feeding them little crumbs of bread, and I wondered where they came from, and when they'd last been fed. They were a cheerful part of Christmas too, and they were seemingly all around. These little "Snowbirds" of my childhood Christmas, filled the season, and those carefree days with such beautiful sights, and sounds. Even though they were such a small part of it all, they'll remain so dear to my heart. Those days the spirit of Christmas seemed to fill the hearts of the young, and the old, and Santa had his magical part, in all the stories I was told. He came from such a magical place, and the spirit of giving kept the smile upon his face. I felt sorry for him, it seems though, because of those very long trips, and I thought about him not having his Christmas at home, and about the elves, and Mrs. Clause being left every Christmas, and about them being alone. I thought about the reindeer, about leaving Santa cookies, and milk, but I thought of how hungry the deer must get too, so I once tried to buy a bale of hay, but I couldn't find a farmer in town anywhere, so I thought they must be placing some out, and everyone has a part to play. There were family members then who are now in Heaven, and they may be gone from my sight, but those past Christmas memories of them are alive, and well in my heart, and for them I will do what is right. Thank you Lord for letting me live, and think as a child in my past, and for this day with your beautiful name ... Thank you for giving us such a day, and you can feel love most everywhere, and this love was so special when I was a child, in such a mystical , magical way ... Thank you too, for the past Christmas' I've experienced as a child, and thank you for those I have loved, and those I haven't seen for a while, and thank you for the Angels, who were there to guard you on the day that you were born, and I'd like to believe they named Christmas to wish you a "Happy Birthday"...
poem by Sr. James Davis Sorrels
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