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Teamwork is what the Green Bay Packers were all about. They didn't do it for individual glory. They did it because they loved one another.

quote by Vince Lombardi
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I Loved

I loved,
But didn’t speak about it.
I loved,
But didn’t show my feelings.
I loved,
But didn’t expose my soul.
I was speechless
And I was tireless
To listen to your words.
For me they were singing birds.
I loved
And I had seen a wonder.
I loved,
Was not afraid of any thunder.
I loved
And heard only your voice.
You were my only rejoice.
Your eyes sparkled,
They were two shining miracles.
My heart used to sank
As only you touched my hand.
That was long time ago.
My love I didn’t show
As I was only seventeen
And all around seemed blue and green.

©Larisa Rzhepishevska
The 5th of April,2011

poem by Larisa Rzhepishevska
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Field Of Yellow Daisies

We met in a field of yellow daisies
Wild and young and free
And she picked a bouquet for me
She loved me...she loved me not
The daisies didn't lie
They knew better than I...she'd go away..yeah
But they didn't say why
Have you ever been in a field of yellow daisies
Where the air is warm, pure and sweet
Just as if the world is at your feet
She loved me...she loved me not
The daisies didn't lie
They knew better than I
She'd go away.....yeah
But they didn't say why
I may fail like petals from a daisy
But for her love I'll always yearn
Each year when yellow daisies return
She loved me...she loved me not
The daisies didn't lie
They knew better than I
She'd go away.....yeahhhh
But they didn't say why
They didn't say why
They didn't say why
They didn't say why
They didn't say why
They didn't say why
They didn't say why.........

song performed by by Tom Jones
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The work of the individual still remains the spark that moves mankind ahead even more than teamwork.

quote by Igor Sikorsky
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I also played in the 1967 Super Bowl against the Green Bay Packers.

quote by Jim Otto
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The Green Bay Packers never lost a football game. They just ran out of time.

quote by Vince Lombardi
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Monroe Louisiana

On the green, green farm
In green, green Monroe Louisiana
So green, green
Wet-luscious green and alive
So green after the rain
So bright green and clean
Just passing through
On my way to tomorrow
But so green today and yesterday
It was on that stranger's green, green farm
And I didn't stay long
And I didn't expect someone
To fire that shotgun right next to me
The barrel pointed out the front door
Into that green, green world beyond.
There were hot springs
On the green, green farm
In green, green Monroe Louisiana
Back in 1973.

poem by M.L. Squier
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I had pro offers from the Detroit Lions and Green Bay Packers, who were pretty hard up for linemen in those days. If I had gone into professional football the name Jerry Ford might have been a household word today.

quote by Gerald R. Ford
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Son can be a rival/.

I taught my son lessons on singing
And made him with my sweats a great singer.
Sons’ glory is fathers’ glory.
His glory is my glory.
His wings spread and mine shrunk.
People thronged around him and spared me.
They didn’t say he was the great;
They said I was no where near him.
His glory is not my glory;
Sons’ glory is not fathers’ glory.
Can there be two heroes in a play?
Should he outlive me in the posterity?
He is my rival, no more a son.
11.02.2005

poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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Decoys

You'll see over there,
Decoys.
But none to keep.
Or use as toys.

Realize they are bait to feed.
And a process to minimize,
Those who try...
To annoy with alibis.

We apply them to attract,
Those easy to tease.
And seeking a life of greed,
To please and disregard others in need.

Decoys,
Are easy to create and rid.
Decoys,
Used to fool...
And,
Derail those offtrack people.
We need decoys,
To trick...
Those who abuse.

Decoys,
Employed to trap.

Decoys,
Those greedy already fat.

Decoys,
To sidetrack those rat packers...
Who enjoy holding others back.

Decoys,
Employed to trap.

Decoys,
Those greedy already fat.

Decoys,
To sidetrack those rat packers...
Who enjoy holding others back.

Those decoys.
To school those up and coming...
Looking for money to get,
Without sweat to create...
A mess for the rest.

You'll see over there,
Decoys.
But none to keep.
Or use as toys.

We apply them to attract,
Those easy to tease.

And decoys,
Employed to trap.

Decoys,
Those greedy already fat.

Decoys,
To sidetrack those rat packers...
Who enjoy holding others back.

poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Now That I Know I Loved Him

Now that I know I loved him, Now when it is already too late! I'm sorry I didn't believe him, Now I don't see him by my side, I miss you, I understand how much I needed him.When he told me he loved me, Something that took so much courage to say, Something I don't have the courage to say! Why didn't I believe him? I am sorry, the friend I loved, Now that I have lost him! Now that I know I loved him.Its all too late! !

poem by K.R Relebogile Mafojane
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The thing I loved the most - and still love the most about teaching - is that you can connect with an individual or a group, and see that individual or group exceed their limits.

quote by Mike Krzyzewski
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There Is No Such Thing As An Individual

She looked at me
and asked.
'What is your answer? '

I was startled
and caught up short.

Simple question.

But I did not know
what the answer was.

'Who am I'?
I blurted out
vying for time;
I gave her my name
narrowing it to the millions
of Jim Jones in the world.

But am I my name?

She said

What else.?

'I am Hedi's Father
and Lisa's husband'

but before this response rolled away
into silence
I knew it wasn't enough.

So who else?

'I like hockey' I said
and knew even this
fell short.

How do I single out
the Me among millions?

What could I say
without out offering
fingerprints or DNA?

What would you say?

Maybe I should have given her
an address.
Only I live there.
But my address
is not my essence.

So who
in fact
is the I-
the me,
that I see-
as individual
and precious?

I really didn't
at that point
have an answer.

What about achievements?
.
How many individuals have
my job
and my name?

Fewer still.

This at least narrows it.

But then
the thought came;
I am not an individual.

I am the Me that
has a family and a history
a genealogy;
only me
has that.

I am not an individual
but a person
who can be identified
in the web of relationships
which surround me;
have surrounded me;

which in the end
have defined me.

I am not an individual.

I am all the people who
have influenced me-
nurtured me been kind to me or hurtful.

So there is then
this myth of the individual
which is not so.

But if this is not true
is it not so that much
of society and indeed Democracy itself
is premised

on the creating the conditions
for individual expression;
individual growth?

Is this premise correct
and the individual lives;
or is it that more real
is society and social relationships.?
So which is which?
But then again, one cannot touch society.

Confusing no?

poem by Lonnie Hicks
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song performed by by 10 Cc
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My Glory Is Not The Glory of God

MY GLORY IS NOT THE GLORY OF G-D

My glory is not the glory of G-d
I do not know what the glory of God is-
I do not know my own glory.
Glory glory glory
What’s glory?
We are small lost souls in a space and time so far beyond us
It is difficult to imagine
Even God knows how to deal with it.

poem by Shalom Freedman
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I Didn't Pay That Much Attention

You came to rip me up to bits...
Then you were gone.
And I stood there just taking it...
Because I was wrong!

I didn't know...
How much you loved me.
No, no.
I didn't know.

I didn't pay that much attention to the caring there.
No, no.
I didn't know.

You came to rip me up to bits...
Then you were gone.
And I stood there just taking it...
Because I was wrong!

I didn't pay that much attention to the caring there.
No, no.
I didn't know.

I didn't know...
How much you loved me.
No, no.
I didn't know.

I didn't pay that much attention to the caring there.
No, no.
I didn't know.
I didn't pay that much attention to the caring there.
No, no.
I didn't know.
I didn't pay that much attention to the caring there.
No, no.
I didn't know.

poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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The dumb love

I didn’t tell you I had loved you.
You didn’t tell me you had loved me.
We could love without any guilt.
It enabled us do without any qualms.
26.05.2005

poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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A parable about a real woman

There were six men in her life
And they all loved her, but...
Their love was so different.
The first one was very rich.
He loved her because she was beautiful.
He just wanted to have a doll,
To demonstrate her to everyone
And listen to everyones' saying:
'Wow! What a beauty you've got! '
So, she had left him.
The second one loved her because he loved sex
And all the time in bed he repeated:
'Oh, you behave like a whore!
I want you more and more.'
She was fed up with him and left him too.
The third one wanted her to give birth to 11 boys
As he wanted to make his own football team.
She wouldn't say that she didn't like football or children
But....11 boys! She just imagined their noise.
The forth man was a famous sculptor.
She was a muse for him, his Goddess.
He even made a pedestal for her.
But she also had to leave him
As she didn't want to be a secret object.
The fifth one liked the way she cooked.
But he was always hungry, so she understood:
If one day she wouldn't have enough food for him
He would eat her leaving only the bones.
There were six men in her life
And they all loved her but....
Their love was so different.
When the sixth man came into her life
He proclaimed: 'I love you because you are a REAL WOMAN! '
He loved her when she was smiling,
He loved her when she was crying,
He loved her when she was capricious or angry.
But her food was so delicious.
He loved her when she was sometimes foolish
Or sometimes very smart.
He loved her when she was sometimes lazy
And didn't feel like cooking.
He loved her because she was just a woman,
A woman with a womanly soul.
And she had to be understood.
She loved him because he discovered her soul.
She loved him because he was just a man.
When he looked at her or just touched her
Her soul was coming to light.
He had brought her life to delight.
She loved him because he was a REAL MAN.

There were six men in her life, but...
May be there were not six but seven or eight?
Who knows?

poem by Larisa Rzhepishevska
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Stranded In A Limousine

paul simon.
he was a mean individual,
he had a heart like a bone,
he was a naturally crazy man,
and better off left alone,
he stopped one nite, at a traffic lite,
and when that lite turned green,
he was a mean individual, stranded in a limousine.
hey, hey, hey,hey,
all the children on the street,
come running out their front doors,
running out their back doors,
flying on their feet,
they said mama oh, papa oh,
see what i have seen,
theres a mean individual,
stranded in a limousine.
then everybody come running,
everybody said, lordy lord,
everybody was gunning,
gonna divvy up the re-ward,
then wah wah wah wah wah wah wah,
a siren,
a flashing lite,
but the mean individual, had vanished in the black of nite.
hey hey hey
they wondered where to begin,
cos he left that neighborhood,
just like a rattlesnake, sheds its skin,
then they searched the roofs, and checked out the groups,
and they photographed the scene,
of the mean individual,
stranded in a limousine.

song performed by by Paul Simon
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I Just Didn't Love You

For some Strange reason
I thought you loved me
I guess i was wrong
I thought i loved you
But i loved The song
The song that played when we were together
The song that i wish could last forever
That song was my little secret
I loved that song, i wish could keep it
I promised myself that i wouldn't fall
and i didn't
I just thought i had it all
All i really had was the song
I did have you,
but it turned out you didn't belong
There really isn't any happy endings
I thought it was possible, but who was i kidding
Me and you, we were just pretending
We use to talk on the phone all night
We use to say i love you, but it never felt right
I did love it when we were together
but like they say, nothing lasts forever
I loved how we could talk about everything that's anything
I love how i use to feel when i heard the phone ring
I loved how when i was upset, you always knew exactly what to do
But for some strange reason, i just didn't love you
Our false love is dead
and i realized that song was all in my head

poem by Brittany Cole
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You'll Know You Were Loved

Some things come to he who waits
but all is lost if you hesitate
And I was never one to wait
you'll know you were loved
You can hire great lawyers, you can speak to your friends
you can say he did this and that some things don't change
Unwrap the present and burn the remains
but you'll know you were loved
Now you take Roscoe, he ain't much
people say things are ruined after his touch
It's like a tar was dripping from his brush
but you'll know you were loved
Or Stan or Jake emerging from your past
from those love affairs that didn't last
But me, I'll give it my last gasp
and you'll know you were loved
A parrot, a donkey, a dog, a bone
some of us never had a home
And if we did we left it long ago
and didn't know we were loved
Empty as a wooden clock
left in the woods at twelve o'clock
Insides all rusted and spring is popped
but you'll know you were loved
Even when you sleep at night
inside your heart will cry
You can never say goodbye
when you know you were loved
Under-achievers of the world unite
You have nothing to lose except your fright
And together we can perhaps past the night
when you know you were loved
And together we can perhaps past the night
when you know you were loved

song performed by by Lou Reed
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