When I walked into Peter F's office
he was printing photographs
of his son’s girlfriend
gorgeous woman
“Bernstein, ” he said, somewhat sadly,
“time flies.”
”What else is new.”
“My son’s in college
costing me a fortune
fourteen grand a year
but that’s not the worst of it
he’s in love…”
“What a blessing! ” I said, then
shook his hand
“Really in love…”
Once more I pumped flesh saying,
“What a blessing! ”
“Helen, the girl’s name,
wants children
right away
an orphan
so I can see her need
but then
what?
I’m a grandfather…”
Grabbed his hand again,
squeezed this time
saying, “What a blessing! ”
“Yeah,
but time flies
faster
than my mind can comprehend
and after
what?
in the coffin.”
“I ever tell you about Emperor MacNabb? ”
“Real or a guy
from one of your stories? ”
“His name
mother really loved him
but that’s another narrative
so every time I saw him
he amazed me
ninety-four years old
arms powerful enough
to sling a line
as far as any man on the Pier
fifty years worked high steel in Manhattan
now fishes everyday rain or shine
upbeat, positive, joyous
asked him one day, ‘Aren’t you ever
going to die? ’
said, ‘Can’t see myself in the coffin but
certainly, one day,
I’ll be there, just like every other Joe, Jim, and Johnny.’
Now his seventy-three year old son
I’d seen him once…
unbelievably
the father looked
less tarnished
than his kid
guy seemed worn out
face devoid of courage
the never-ending
motion of life
too much.”
poem by Charles Chaim Wax
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Dangerous Pastime
Is it a blessing,
To have nine lives?
Is it a blessing,
To Know no lies?
Is it a blessing,
To seek the Truth?
Is it a blessing,
To lose one's youth?
Is it a blessing,
To think these thoughts,
As Death takes sips,
From our life draughts?
Is it a blessing,
To hold her hand,
As it slowly fades,
And turns to sand?
Is it a blessing,
To die with her,
Or live on still,
A lonely cur?
And do my thoughts,
Yet waste my time?
And do your thoughts,
Still coincide?
And shall we walk,
And wish to fly,
And ask the skies,
For just more time?
Shall we yet wait
Your hand in mine?
And listen still
For a reply?
Or shall we live,
Woman and man,
And spend our time,
The best we can?
Curiosity killed the cat,
But the cat has nine lives.
Eight left,
what's next,
A dangerous pet
And a dangerous pastime!
poem by William Blake Beckett
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I Have So Much To Be Grateful For 2 Tammuz 5772
I have so much to be grateful for
I have lived seventy years-
I have a wife, family- children and grandchildren
Who I love -
I have had time to do the work I needed to do-
There has been so much blessing and goodness
So many wonderful people in my life-
I too have been able to give to others
In my own small way -
I thank God for all this Goodness and Blessing
I thank God.
poem by Shalom Freedman
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Poem Celebrating 50 Years
My dear, ‘twas fifty years ago when we first met
on a trip to Stratford that I'll never forget.
When as a sweet girl of fourteen you caught my eye
and love first began its great work in this old guy.
Today we dined together and were reminiscing
and we praised God for each years' wonderful blessing.
Then we sat by the canal in the bright moonlight
holding hands like two lovers sitting in God's sight.
Time has passed by and how quickly the years have flown
and God has blessed us greatly as our love has grown.
I am so glad that I have married you my dear
and shared the experience of each passing year.
Year Of The Dragon 2012
May Dragon's year brings
Many good tides and blessing,
Many good lucks and health,
And many good fortunes.
May your life fill with good liveliness,
And spiritual mind.
The year may comes with challenges,
And hope you can face them.
May you have many good times,
Happiness, joys, and
Plenty of fun
And laughter.
May your family enjoys,
Good prosperity,
Goodness of life, and
Sweetness of life.
Be prepare for the raining days,
Prepare our mind and body to face them.
Be happy when face difficult problems,
Ask God’s blessing and say prayers.
I pray that you always,
Are healthy and happy.
Be cheerful and exciting,
About what the year may bring.
Be positive and be glad,
Be thankful and
Give gratitude to God and family
That life is wonderful and beautiful.
May Dragon's year gives you,
The best of prosperous things and joys.
Take a step at a time,
You will take the year in no time.
Happy Dragon's Year,
Happy Wonderful Year,
Happy New You,
Happy New Year.
poem by Lawrence Hiung
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In Tara's Halls
A MAN I praise that once in Tara's Hals
Said to the woman on his knees, 'Lie still.
My hundredth year is at an end. I think
That something is about to happen, I think
That the adventure of old age begins.
To many women I have said, ''Lie still,''
And given everything a woman needs,
A roof, good clothes, passion, love perhaps,
But never asked for love; should I ask that,
I shall be old indeed.'
Thereon the man
Went to the Sacred House and stood between
The golden plough and harrow and spoke aloud
That all attendants and the casual crowd might hear.
'God I have loved, but should I ask return
Of God or woman, the time were come to die.'
He bade, his hundred and first year at end,
Diggers and carpenters make grave and coffin;
Saw that the grave was deep, the coffin sound,
Summoned the generations of his house,
Lay in the coffin, stopped his breath and died.
poem by William Butler Yeats
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More Than A Woman
Oh, girl Ive known you very well
Ive seen you growing everyday
I never really looked before
But now you take my breath away.
Suddenly youre in my life
Part of everything I do
You got me working day and night
Just trying to keep a hold on you.
Here in your arms I found my paradise
My only chance for happiness
And if I lose you now I think I would die.
Oh say youll always be my baby
We can make it shine, we can take forever
Just a minute at a time.
More than a woman, more than a woman to me
More than a woman, more than a woman to me
More than a woman, oh, oh, oh.
There are stories old and true
Of people so in love like you and me
And I can see myself
Let history repeat itself.
Reflecting how I feel for you
Thinking about those people then
I know that in a thousand years
Id fall in love with you again.
This is the only way that we should fly
This is the only way to go
And if I lose your love I know I would die.
Oh say youll always be my baby
We can make it shine, we can take forever
Just a minute at a time.
More than a woman, more than a woman to me
More than a woman, more than a woman to me
More than a woman, oh, oh, oh.
song performed by by Bee Gees
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Time Flies
Aint much time left in my life
I'm all stressed out time to fly
Im on my way
Im on my way
I cant let go
I cant wake up
Time flies...
Flies...
One more step and im falling off the mountain
One more pill who cares nobodys counting
They told me to sing it to the birds
Sing it to the birds
Noones listening
One more step and im falling off the mountain
The mountain sang to me
Love...
The mountain sang to me
Love...
Sitting up on this little bitty hill
Will i make something out of myself?
Sitting up on this little bitty hill
Will i make something out of myself?
I can't let go
I can't wake up
Time flies...
Time flies...
Yeah
Time flies...
Yeah (dont you know)
Time flies...
Aint much time left in my life
I'm all stressed out time to fly
Im on my way
Im on my way
I cant let go
I cant wake up
Time flies...
(dont you know time flies)
Flies...
Yeah
Time flies...
Yeah
Flies...
Yeah
Time flies...
Yeah
Time flies...
Yeah
Flies...
Yeah
Time flies...
Flies...
Flies...
Flies...
song performed by by Puddle Of Mudd
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That Fifty Year Old Woman
That fifty year old woman
she is someones mother
that fifty year old woman
she is someones lover
them fifty years of her life
unseen by a cover.
Covered by the leaves
from the autumn trees is the grass
surrounded by blue tape
and nosey people who pretend to pass
a group of actors walk by
they have come from a history class
to make history new
with conversation with questions to ask.
A fifty year old woman
in an autumn so cold
a fifty year old woman
seen dark winter unfold
them fifty years of life
it is all we are told.
The actors, they didn't get any information
they did not get pictures
nothing known about the situation
nothing at all to discuss
fifty years of age is all thats said
on the morning paper on the fifty bus
thats all thats said
a fifty year old woman, shes found dead.
That fifty year old woman
shes not someones mother
that fifty year old woman
how she had no lover
them fifty years of life
unseen by a cover.
That fifty year old woman
she was quoted in the paper today
that fifty year old woman will be gone tomorrow
the writers they will show no sorrow
because its the way things work
as people pass
she no longer lies on grass
shes covered in dirt.
poem by Daniel McCann
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The Sky Is A Gypsy
The first time was the best time
The language you use
You gotta be careful what you will choose
And the first high was the best high
Youre made of flesh and blood
Yet it makes you feel like wood
Oh the first time was the best time
The first line was the best line
Its hard to learn to beware
Spending thousands of pounds in a year
And worthwhile is it worthwhile
Ever wondered why you need more and more
To reach that sky
Oh the first time was the worst time
And the sky is a gypsy
Oh will I die with her with me
Oh the best time is the worst crime
Oh the first time oh may be the worst time
Oh worthwhile is it really worthwhile
When the sky is a gypsy
Oh will I die with her with me
And the sky is a gypsy
Will I die with her with me
Oh no no no no
The first time
Maybe the worst time
Oh no
Will I die with her with me
song performed by by Simply Red
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Blessing In Disguise
Are you lonely?
Are you Crying?
Are those teardrops in your eyes
is it more blues, is is bad news,
is it a curse?, or a blessing in disguise.
Did you leave him?, do you love him?
Have you said your, said your last goodbyes
Is it over, hey
are you sorry?
Could it be a blessing in disguise
It's the scars that make you stronger
It's the hard times that make you rise,
It's the sweet things that only time bring, yeah
Gonna ride back a blessing in disguise
Ooooooooohhhhh!
Clouds roll by, and bring the rain
tears wiped dry to ease the pain
oh!
Are you lonely?
Are you Crying?
Are those teardrops in your eyes
is it more blues, is is bad news,
is it a curse?, or a blessing in disguise.
Is it a curse or a blessing in disguise
Is it a curse or a blessing in disguise
Is it a curse or a blessing in disguise
song performed by by Bryan Adams
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Woman Of Time
Old woman will sit there and ponder all day.
She dreams of many years gone on by.
Nobody knows what she's feeling.
As she smiles looking up at the sky.
Would it be many memories behind,
So distracted by what's in her head.
Time has passed on surely for her.
But so happy she looks instead.
Woman Of Time
She will tell you her past stories.
Yes she will continue on and on about this.
Such brightness fills her wrinkled eyes.
As she recalls her very first kiss!
She may be lonely but never alone.
A lesson we can learn from her everyday.
Life she says is so short. love one another.
This I heard her many times say.
Woman Of Time
Does she fear such short time I wonder,
She has no fear in dying or regret.
How she places her hand on mine.
It is her own words here I won't forget.
Her children are all grown up now,
She pictures each passing memory with them.
Sweet old woman you've come so far.
And so much then this, all the love you send
Woman Of Time
poem by Suelynn Walters
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Love Letters
She held a pack of love letters tied with ribbons and bows.
these were the love letters that she would never show.
Every one of them was dated first to last
These were the letters that held a life past.
Times may pass and things may change
But memories stay the same.
The writing of love letters had slowly disappeared
But she held on to them from year to year.
She sat with the letters in her lap.
As the tears rolled down her eyes
He had said he would be with her
Till the day he died
And fifty years later
He met his maker
And was carried to the cemetery
by the undertaker.
The letters had been written
with tenderness and love
Proclaiming every thing
Even the stars above.
He said life was meaningless if with her
His life he could not share.
And losing her was something
he could not bear.
Now that he was gone and she
Was left all alone.
The house didn’t seem
like much of a home.
She knew her children would not understand
Why she held the love letters in her hand.
These were the memories that kept her alive
And on that she couldn’t deny.
But her mind and body was fading fast
And she knew she could not last.
So to her children she bequeathed
The letters that she cherished all her life
For that was her husband, and she was his wife.
These are the love letters that your father
Wrote to me when we were young and carefree.
He told me of all that life had to offer.
And of all the love he had for me
And that he wanted to raise a family.
When you read his letters you will know
Why I loved this man so.
And now it’s time for me to go.
Because your father awaits me on the other side
And we’ll be together for all of time
poem by Louis Rams
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Painting From Memory
what could be more noble
than a son to paint a canvas
a portrait painted with years
of love heartfelt appreciation
a portrait of a beloved mother
lines of deep love appreciation
beauty bestowed upon mother
her face eternally young loving
you were extremely blessed
to have the love and discipline
of a wonderful caring mother
a mother among all mothers
radiant smile smiling as you smile
holding comforting ever loving
good fortune is having such a mother
a great blessing wonderful wise
a love like this is comfort blessing
during all the lived days of our life
poem by Terence George Craddock
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A Time Of the Year
It is funny how memories
of old friends appear
at just around Christmas
every year.
Your mind drifts off to places
you used to know
and all the fun
you used to enjoy there.
Back to the school days
how joyous they were,
but ask anyone how they felt about them
and they’ll tell you they hated it there.
In truth, it was the best years of our lives.
A time before the world
and its pressures closed in,
a time of laughter, no tears there.
Lazy days of summers
that seemed to last all year,
and at Christmas
everyone’s favourite time of the year,
gifts spilled out from the bottom of the tree.
Those times are all now gone,
but we can still relive
the joys we used to know
through the eyes of our children
and their children
at this time of the year.
12 December 2007
poem by David Harris
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Loved By You
Every time is like the first time tenderly
Loving you is like breathing spring
Seasons change but your heart beats constantly
Count my blessing every day as you love me
As the sunset disappears across the northern sky
You look for forever in my eyes
All I can say, long as I have a voice
Ill thank God above that I was your first choice
Chorus:
If I should die before I wake
Ill go into the night whispering your name
If lying in your arms is the last thing that I do
At least I know that Ill be loved by you
In about a hundred years from now
When all of my love letters are found
And someone reads these words Ive written only meant for you
Theyll know how forever came true...
Repeat chorus
Let the years roll on by
These are the best times of my life
Ill just smile when my days are through
Knowing that Ive been loved by you
At least I know that Ive been loved by you
song performed by by Journey
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Happy New Year Everyone
As we venture towards another year,
I sit and reflect on the passing one.
A year that has been filled
with surprises from start to finish.
The biggest surprise
is the love and friendship
that has greeted me
from all the four corners of the world.
My cup runneth over
with the joys that it has brought
to this heart of mine.
It is hard to believe
and I am still pinching myself
to prove that it is real.
I could never have imagined
at this time last year. (2006)
that I would be writing this
to say thank you to everyone.
The joy of just one friend
is something to rejoice for,
but to having hundreds
is surely a blessing from God.
This year has taught me
many things about my life
and the way we should live.
Caring for others,
everyone we meet,
stretching out a helping hand
to everyone in need.
Never giving cross words,
there is no need for them,
when our love
will always make amends.
So yes, this passing year to me
has been a very memorable one.
Into the next, I’ll stride
with hope that I can help more
than I did this year.
Making more people smile
and bring more love and good cheer.
To all my friends out there
around the world
I am wishing you
a very happy and prosperous
New Year (2008) ahead.
If it is to be,
like this year for me.
It will certainly be a good
and Happy New Year indeed.
Happy New Year Everyone
Love and Hugs
David aka Dodgy Dave
30 December 2007
poem by David Harris
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Born In Birth Universe
Where is first blessing
for this new young couple
for each new young couple?
These young souls
so blessed with love of life
in love of each other.
They await first blessing
blessing of new destined life
given God’s mystic purpose.
How God intrigues
us with this longing
internal wait for new life.
Where when is time
of this life born creation
moment of conception?
Original moment of creation
was born in birth universe
all souls preconceived in God.
Eternal love for awaited child
universal longing expressed
in God’s preconceived creation.
'The concept, time is infinite and undefined'
flows into many universal truths as creation
laws in divine purpose free will consequences.
All humanity all races all born children
are fortunate to receive unconditional
love as God’s blessing in karma choices.
Quotation from the poem ‘Where Is The Time? ’ by Rekha Sathya.
poem by Terence George Craddock
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Funny How Time Flies
Il me plait d'etre l avec tu.
Je ne sais pas ou ou le temps s'est enfui.
Oh je t'aime mon chri.
Funny how time flies when you're having fun
Ooh baby
Funny how time flies when you're having fun (fun)
Oh baby
I don't know where it all went
Time passed us by
Just when it seemed the fun began
Ooh
Funny how time flies when you're having fun, please stay
Funny how time flies (please stay) when you're having fun, mmm
But time never ends
Let's find the time
To get together once again, someday soon
Funny how time flies when you're having fun, mmm, yeah, hoo
Funny how time flies when you're having fun (fun)
Don't you ever leave
(Funny how time flies when you're having fun)
Don't you ever go
Say you love me so
(Funny how time flies when you're having fun)
Mmm
Funny how time flies when you're having fun
When you're having fun, yeah, hmhmm
Funny how time flies when you're having fun (fun)
Je ne sais pas ou le temps s'est enfui.
Il me plait d'etre l avec tu.
I really don't know where all the time went
I really have to go
Stop, stop
Oh I really have to go
Oh, I really have to go
One more time?
Oh je t'aime mon cheri.
Ohoh, oh
song performed by by Janet Jackson
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Get It Right This Time
Oh, you know, well get it right this time. I could be up
There with you so high, girl. (I really love you baby).
Oh and I say. living my life in my own kind of way. this
Time, this time, this time. smacked on my chin but Im back
With a grin. this time, this time, this time. I know I was
Wrong but I wont go it alone. this time, this time. this time.
It wont be the same if you stay with me, baby.
Heaven so high. I see you so clear. making up this time.
Oh, you know, well get it right this time. this time will be
For sure. I could be up there with you some time, girl. this
Time will be for sure. (I really love you baby).
Its been a year. but where theres love there is nothing to
Fear. this time, this time, this time. made my mistakes but
No foot on the brakes. this time.
Heaven so wide. it seemed so clear. time after time after
Time.
Look at the way love has gone. up there in your lonely room
Tonight. look at yourself pretty one. I could be holding you
Oh so tight.
You know, well get it right this time. this time will be for
Sure. I could be up there with you so high, girl. this time
Will be for sure. (I really love you baby).
Look at the way love has gone. talk about, talk about, talk
About, talk about. dont let it disappear now. up there
Alone in your room every night. isnt it sad what I see? all
Alone all alone all alone all alone. is this the way it should
Be? open the book and then take one mad look back.
Oh, you know, well get it right this time. this time will be
For sure. I could be up there with you so high, girl. this time
Will be for sure.
(I really love you baby). oh, you know, well get it right this
Time. I could be up there with you so tight, girl. this time
Will be for sure. (I really love you baby).
Oh, you know, well get it right this time. oh, you know,
Well get it right this time will be for sure. oh, you know,
Well get it right this time. oh, you know, well get it right
This time this time will be for sure, girl.
song performed by by Human League
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I Wanted To Write A Poem For My Children
I WANTED TO WRITE A POEM FOR MY CHILDREN
I wanted to write a poem for my children
And tell them how much I love them
And care for them
And how much goodness and blessing
They have given me
And how grateful I am to them
And how much I love them
And how I worry for them
And pray to God
To help them have lives of goodness and blessing
I wanted to write a poem for my children
So that if and when I am not here
They will have the thought and memory of me
In such a way as to strengthen themselves
I want to help my children
In my death as in my life
I do not know if that is possible
I will hurt them by dying
I may hurt them worse by being sick for a long time
I pray to God
They will be alright without me
I pray to God
They will have families of their own
I pray to God they will have lives of goodness and blessing
And love their children and be blessed by them
As I have been loved and blessed by mine.
poem by Shalom Freedman
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