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I've survived another year, This next, it will be great, It's been a long time coming, But it's sure been worth the wait. I predict a mighty good one. Lets make it count, okay.
Get out the ammunition Put up your barricades Get ready for a challenge And fear what it's named 2013 Here's to doing it all The resolutions you make The ones you manage The ones you don't...
Ring the bells. Light the tapers. fire those rockets up to the skies. Drinks with bubbles. Eats of cheese. Games of amusement. Whatever you please. Sit by the firelight. Contemplating.
So as the final bow is taken We bid farewell to 2012 I reflect over days gone by Place memories on my minds shelf What will a new year hold. The future, a friend or foe.
#adventchallenge It's time to turn over the paper, To have a fresh start, My resolution. To live. Love. Laugh. To celebrate the end, Of this fantastic year, It's time to party.
I stand upon the edge of knowing, The possibilities vast and wide. Outside it still is softly snowing, Hillsides draped in gauzy white. Another year is fast receding Into winter's frozen time.
A new year is coming And new things it brings At the stroke of midnight the angels will sing Single last year And single the next I should be feeling happy But I'm left feeling perplexed That...
#adventchallenge Esp. for Lee's Acrostic Fun. H o Ho Ho, so Christmas is over A ll I need now is a four-leaf clover P erfect for seeing the New Year in, plus P lenty of booze, perhaps some Gin?.
Give me just a Dollar, It's really all I need, I'd take it and I'd buy us all An everlasting seed How about a Pound. It's not that much to spare...
I done told you,. I done told you,. I will rise, and I will rise. I will fly far, far, far and far. Here I am, rising. I could almost. Touch the sky. I could almost. Reach my star.
Hold on, to me as we go. As we roll down this unfamiliar road. And although this wave is stringing us along. Just know you’re not alone. Cause I’m going to make this place your home.
Tomorrow is another day, Yet today is still so long Perhaps I'll sacrifice and pray Or write another song But songs and poems make no difference To whether the earth stay blue or green The challenge...
The start of a new generation doesn't start with a certificate saying you are generation x, y, or z. It's subtle.
Everyone needs to maintain faith in at least one thing. It's what keeps us going, knowing there's always that one thing at the end.
Snow I welcome, Rain I bear. But this stupid weather Neither here nor there. My soul it falls Down through my shoes. Fully fledged bad weather blues.
As the sorrowful, blackened sky dips into the jouful warmth of the golden sun each day, the bird will fly again. It will spread its feathers - soft and fragile - to reach for the zenith of his dreams.
Dry your tears my Love, The world, It isn't ending. We still have time for us, Please, I'm not pretending. Dry your tears my Baby, This isn't judgment day.
No matter how Alone you feel The crescendos will still Rise to greet you. Off in the west Pure ethereal The Ships and Stars Wait to greet you.
He has given us morning, brightness and sun. He has given us laughter to share with everyone. He has given us rainbows and flowers. He has given us songs to sing-along with dear ones.
The Man and the Lighthouse There once lived a man near the shore. Of what shore I know not or of what time he lived but his story lives on.
I look down with tears in my eyes. Looking at that picture perfect smile. What I would do to smile like that again. How innocent I looked. So vulnerable to the world.
See into the windows of my mind and tell me what you see, unfolding emotions written in pictures that make no sense, patterns reflecting images of my past, present and future, fantasy that tells the...
I walked alone for what seemed like an eternity Wandering through the darkness, a girl lost A heart that was torn into tiny little pieces A soul destroyed by the torturous games.
Today is the day,. I hope and I pray,. The op goes well,. The waiting will be hell,. 6 hours under the knife,. An op designed to save your life,. They'll put you to sleep,. Machines will bleep,.