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Springtime Fun

Springtime fun,
it’s the red bull of life,
the wind in your hair,
the sun on your face,
it’s the joy of life.

You can go swimming in your pool,
enjoy yourself.
play sports have fun,
Have a cinnamon bun.
Enjoy what time you have in this great season.

The sunny blue sky,
the fresh air,
going to the skate park to show off,
it’s what springtime is all about,
it’s the joy of life.

poem by Aaron Ward
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Life is free

Life is free
Life is with the bird with the tree.

Enjoy the life
Life is cold and heat
Enjoy the life
Life is Joy and sorrow
Enjoy the life
There is honour and ignominy.

Life is free
Enjoy the life
Consider the earth
The stone and the gold
All alike.

Life is life
Nothing substitute life
Enjoy the life.

poem by Gajanan Mishra
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Cinnamon Street

Growing up on cinnamon street. everywhere you look there are lots of people to meet, its seven oclock, the breakfast treat. now the schoolbus is here, hurry up and grab a seat. all the dreams
Iny ones, another week has just begun on cinnamon street.
There was a girl on cinnamon street, the same age as me, we shared the curiosity. I won her heart cos I could play guitar. I promised her heaven at once and later all the stars. but it all remai
He same cos things can never change on cinnamon street.
I can hear my heartbeat the very first time we made love, life was a lazy rest in the sun. later we went dancing, staying up all night long - playing all our favourite songs, cinnamon songs: oh
Na na na na.
I say goodbye to cinnamon street. springtime is here and the air is so dry and sweet. I walk in a cloud, the smell of cinnamon bread, its in my blood since the day I was born til I wake up...
And the sun is smiling gently, a funny shade of red, cinnamon street.
I still feel my heartbeat the very first time we made love, life was a lazy day in the sun. later we went dancing, hanging out all night long - singing all our favourite songs, cinnamon songs: o
Na na na na na na.

song performed by by Roxette
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Cinnamon Street 2

Growing up on cinnamon street.
Everywhere you look there are lots of people to meet,
Its seven oclock, the breakfast treat.
Now the schoolbus is here, hurry up and grab a seat.
All the dreams are tiny ones, another week has just begun
On cinnamon street.
There was a boy on cinnamon street,
The same age as me, we shared the curiosity.
He won my heart cos he could play guitar.
He promised me heaven at once and later all the stars.
But it all remained the same cos things can never change
On cinnamon street.
I can hear my heartbeat the very first time we made love,
Life was a lazy rest in the sun.
Later we went dancing, staying up all night long - playing all our favourite songs,
Cinnamon songs:
Oh oh na na na na na.
I say goodbye to cinnamon street.
Springtime is here and the air is so dry and sweet.
I walk in a cloud, the smell of cinnamon bread,
Its in my blood since the day I was born til I wake up... dead.
And the sun is smiling gently, a funny shade of red,
Cinnamon street.
I still feel my heartbeat the very first time we made love,
Life was a lazy day in the sun.
Later we went dancing, hanging out all night long - singing all our favourite songs,
Cinnamon songs:
Oh oh na na na na na na...

song performed by by Roxette
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On The Retirement Of Ian Thorpe

I heard on the radio in the sports news today
That Ian Thorpe the great swimmer has give competitive swimming away
A winner of nine Olympic medals five of them gold
Of his greatness in story and song we've been told
Australia's greatest ever swimmer if not the World's best
He was never found to be wanting when put to the test
But at twenty four years he said enough for me
At the World Championships and the Olympics him we'll never more see
At the prime of his life one might say a young man
But at top competitive swimming top swimmers do not have a long span
In the World of swimming he is an all time great
And his world Championship and Olympic victories Aussies did celebrate
A world renowned swimmer since he was a boy
And life after competitive swimming may he now enjoy.

poem by Francis Duggan
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Winter Is A Miracle

Everything is a miracle
Only if you believe in it
For life holds precious value
In each and every bit

So focus on the chase
And hang on in your life
And look all around dear
And absorb beauty that survive

For winter is now here
With its purity and all the truth
Spreading its peace and light
And displaying life's colorful ruth

So enjoy this blissful snow
And watch happiness ripple out
And let go of all the negative
Without any hesitation and doubt

And step in the world of belief
With all your faith and more
And see with the fresh fallen snow
What else is there in the store

For the cool and chilly wind
And the snowy waves and the breeze
Gives satisfaction of the heart
And let all your pain freeze

And show you how to dance
And enjoy this winter season
And tell you to count God's blessings
That He has bestowed for many reasons

For we are all God's children
And He loves us very much dear
And that is why He shows miracles
To fill our lives with joy and cheer.

Happy Holidays & Enjoy Winter Miracles.
(Inspired By The Winter Season Of Sydney, Nova Scotia, Canada.)

poem by Seema Chowdhury
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We Just Enjoy

A plough-man seeds to make our appetite demolish,
but we just enjoy.
A soldier devotes his life,
and spends all his momentous periods to save our life.
Do you know, how much he has grief?
But, we just enjoy.
A clergyman stays in a hall of sanctification,
and spends more time chanting hymns.
He just wants to see us delighted.
He wants to make us spirited.
He helps to cross the barrier of hell,
but we just enjoy.
A good inventor wastes a part of life
for to create a mysterious technique,
but we just enjoy.
A physician saves a life, and
tries to make an embodiment.
We get a change (a new life) ,
but we just enjoy.
A sophisticated well doer of society
dedicates his thoughts of integrity.
We only leave him a comment for recommendation as a price,
and we just enjoy.
So, all those are no doubt great.,
but we just enjoy………
We should indulge ourselves to employ (to assist them) .

poem by Bibhakar Dutta
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Enjoy life

Eat drink and party
Enjoy life.

CAT MAT ATMA scores
Packages internship
Enjoy life.

Cloud computing
Interaction Tech
Enjoy life.

No vilage no town
Nothing relation
Changing society
Enjoy life.

poem by Gajanan Mishra
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Spring Of Change

This springtime
let the spring of change
come into your life.

Say goodbye
to your loneliness
and open your heart for new joys
that this springtime brings.

poem by Marites C. Cayetano
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Make Me Smile

Children play in the park, they dont know
Im alone in the dark, even though
Time and time again I see your face smiling inside
Im so happy
That you love me
Life is lovely
When youre near me
Tell me you will stay
Make me smile
Living life is just a game so they say
All the games we used to play fade away
We may now enjoy the dreams we shared so long ago
Oh my darling
Got to have you
Feel the magic
When I hold you
Cry sweet tears of joy
Touch the sky

song performed by by Chicago
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This Time Is My Time

This time is my time to think about the spring
and all those little bluebirds that have a song to sing.
And when my thoughts are on them
my heart is singing too, singing like a fool
that's so in love, so in love with you.

This time is my time to take it in my stride
and show the world I love you and never let it hide.
Let all the springtime flowers make me feel like them,
blushing with rosy red colors over and over again.

There won't be another time like this.
I can't let it pass me by.
For when the springtime's here again
if you're not here I'll cry.

Now this time is my time to think about the past
when all those little bluebirds flew
'cause springtime doesn't last.
Then sadly I'll remember when I had to say
good bye to love, goodbye to you
'cause my time went away.

poem by Edwina Reizer
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Come Take My Hand

Come with me
And use your fantasy
A secret galaxy
A nomansland
Come with me
Forget reality
Believe in destiny
Come take my hand
Enjoy your life
Feel the freedom of thoughts
Enjoy your life
Dreams will never be caught
Come take my hand
Walk through the rainbow and enjoy wonderland
I'll show you mysteries
Come take my hand
Don't be afraid to walk this way
To a glorious day
Every day
You'll find another way
Come let the wizard say
His magic words
Take the dance
And feel the great suspence
It will be so intense
But never hurts
Enjoy your life
Feel the freedom of thoughts
Enjoy your life
Dreams will never be caught
Come take my hand
Walk through the rainbow and enjoy wonderland
I'll show you mysteries
Come take my hand
Don't be afraid to walk this way
To a glorious day

song performed by by DJ Bobo
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Life is.....

Life is a chance
Make use out of it
Life is beautiful
Admire it
Life is happiness
Enjoy it
Life is a dream
Make it reality
Life is a challenge
Take it
Life is a responsibility
Do it
Life is a game
Play with it
Life is a promise
Keep it
Life is sadness
Overcome it
Life is a song
Sing it
Life is a tragedy
Face it
Life is an adventure
Go through it
Life is a luck
Take it
Life is so precious
Preserve it
Life is life
So
STRIVE FOR IT

poem by Sarah Ally
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Springtime

Over the valleys and over the mountains,
Borne on the wings of the south wind I come;
Breaking the ice-chains, unloosing the fountains,
Waking all Nature to beauty and bloom.

Flowers from the green turf in myriads are springing;
Zephyrs are faint with the perfume they bear;
While the voices of Earth, Air, and Ocean are singing,
Hail to the springtime! the youth of the year!

Oh, gather my rosebuds and sport in my bowers,
Children of Earth, while my footsteps I stay.
Wreathe with your garlands my vanishing hours,
Which like life's sunny springtime are passing away.

poem by Anne Lynch Botta from Poems (1848)
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In The Swimming Pool In The Park

Your sister called her
the girl in the red beret

and there she was
in the outdoor

swimming pool
in the park

her gran sitting
in the stands knitting

and Janice saw you
and said

Fancy seeing you here
can you swim?

You stood
in the shallow end

of the pool
in your blue trunks

looking at her wet fair hair
clinging to her body

and her eyes bright
in the sun's afternoon light

No not so far
you replied

I can
she said shaking water

from her hair and head
I can swim the length

and back almost
you looked over

at Jimmy in the pool
talking to friends

she touched your hand
and said

I can show you
how to swim

and she smiled
and you felt her hand

on yours and hoped
Jimmy wasn't looking

seeing her touch you
Maybe another time

you said
pulling your hand away

and plunging it
into the water

I've got to go
you said

my friends
are waiting for me

and she looked at you
her eyes now sad

and she said softly
No stay with me

I like it
when you are near me

and she stood there
in her pink swimsuit

her hair sticking
to her face

her eyes watery and blue
and gazing hopefully

(the noise and laughter
from the pool

momentarily shut off)
at seven year old you.

poem by Terry Collett
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Springtime Love # 2

Cold winds of winter
have blown far away-
Springtime is now time
and love is today.

Springtime is our time
when mating birds sing-
Our time is love time
and love time is spring

Springtime-
Once in a lifetime
spring comes,
blossoms and then
springtime
moves on forever.
No second spring again.

Kisses and blossoms
and sweet birds of May,
they're to remember
when spring slips away.

poem by Daniel Artemas Harmon
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Life Word

Life is a challenge, accept it
Life is a wish, want it
Life is a book, read it and observe
Life is a fight, battle it
Life is a tear, face it
Life is a smile, enjoy it and embrace
Life is a game, play it
Life is a journey, complete it
Life is a ruler, measure it
Life is a sunrise.begin it
Life is a sunset, hold it
Life is a treasure, save all you can

poem by Bikramjyoti Kashyop
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Life Word(edited into my own treasure)

poem by Golden Heart
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Life

Life is a possibility, embrace it.
Life is beautiful, admire it.
Life is wonderful, enjoy it.
Life is a dream, follow it.
Life is a bewilderment, face it.
Life is a mission, fulfill it.
Life is a game, play it.
Life is a treasure, cherish it.
Life is rich, savior it.
Life is lovely, revere it.
Life is a mystery, uncover it.
Life is pain, endure it.
Life is a song, sing it.
Life is a tragedy, forbear it.
Life is luck, benefit from it.
Life is an adventure, be regardful of it.
Life is very precious, delight in it.
Life is a war, learn from it.
Life is life, fight for it.

poem by Mother Theresa, translated by Masiela Lusha
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In The Springtime

In the springtime, all things begin to glow,
autumn’s seeds that fell begin to grow
as a breath of newborn air
stretches out from everywhere.

In the springtime, love’s finger
stretches to touch everyone.
Eyes flutter to give new life
a chance under heaven’s skies.

In the springtime, tender kisses,
the promise of things to come.
Warm hearts beat tenderly
under a warming sun.

21-22 July 2010

poem by David Harris
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To Spring

So many springs have come and gone
and have been put to rest.
But my anticipation of the next one
always seem the best.
My eyes are older,
the colors of springtime bolder
and the newness of all that flows
is a stark reminder that appears once more
as the springtime breeze blows.

Never too old to enjoy this scene
and discover what it does mean.
Three seasons to go through
the summer's heat,
the autumn's hue,
the winter of discontent
too cold to view.

Once again spring finally arrives
and I don't feel as old.
For I wrap myself in the feeling of it
and allow its softness to unfold.