Amy's Place .. Poetry and Potpourri .. Mar. 11-12-13-14, 2005

3-11-05 | JustAmy, St.Louie1, MamaBear, Billie

[JustAmy]

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[Darksheare]

And for some reason, Homestar from Homestarrunner pops into my head..

[international american]

Nope. There is a new super regional mall a mile or so from my house. I have been there once in a year. I went to Nordstroms Outlet Store, bought 4 pair of dress shoes in 30 minutes,and went home. Saved about 200 bucks.

[international american]

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[JustAmy]

3-13-05
Graphic by MamaBear

I Know Who Holds Tomorrow

I don't know about tomorrow,
I just live from day to day.
And I don't borrow from the sunshine,
'Cause the skies might turn to gray.

And I don't worry about the future,
'Cause I know what Jesus said;
And today I'm gonna walk right beside Him
'Cause He's the one who know what lies ahead.

There are things about tomorrow
That I don't seem to understand.
But I know Who holds tomorrow,
And I know Who holds my hand.

And each step is getting brighter
As these golden stairs I climb
And every burden is getting lighter
And all the clouds, they're silver lined.

And, Over There, the sun it's always shining.
There no tears, will ever dim the eye.
And at the ending of the rainbow
Where the mountains touch the sky.

There are things about tomorrow
That I don't seem to understand,
But I know Who holds tomorrow,
And I know Who holds my hand.
Yes, I know Who holds my hand.

Ira Stanfield.

[Grzegorz 246]

[JustAmy]

Quick ...... make a wish.

:)

[international american]

Ok,done!

[international american]

BRAVO

[MeekOneGOP]

Mornin', everybody ! Happy Sunday!

[JustAmy]

Good morning, OESY. Beautiful photos. Thank you. I love those poppies.



Happy Plant A Flower Day!

Hope you are having a spring-like Sunday.

[JustAmy]

LOL

Thank you!!!

[JustAmy]

"The God who made the firmament,
Who made the deepest sea,
The God who put the stars in place
Is the God who cares for me."
-Berg-

Amen. Thank you for today's scripture, Mayor.

Have a lovely Sunday.

[JustAmy]

Hmmmmm ....... saved time and money. Smart. I should visit an outlet mall soon. Shall I visit the one in Laughlin or the one near Pismo Beach?

If I spend enough, I can save enough money to pay for the trip to Vegas. :)

[Alamo-Girl]

Thank you so much for this beautiful worship verse and graphic!

[Alamo-Girl]

LOLOLOL! Yes, there were three rounds, the last left around 1 am. It was a lot of fun.

[Darksheare]

LOL!
At least you had fun, anyone I know would have been plotting soul stealing and such.
(I have really strange friends..)

[Marguerite]

SUNDAY PRESENT: Leonardo da Vinci: Tousel-Haired Girl

[Marguerite]

Cheetah

Cheetah walking cubs in tow, over dunes very slow.
Makes a kill one in eight, then half of these has to vacate.
Burning heat across the land, scorched feet upon the sand.
Now she's scenting head held high, has some movement caught her eye?

Three cubs gather in her shade, keen interest in the coming raid.
Signal given cubs lay down, she's moving forward close to ground.
Crouch behind a clump of grass, steadying for the killing task.
Panting deeply fills her lungs, just before the forward plunge.

Springbok in the shade does lie, shakes it's head to chase the fly.
Too late detects the charging cat, instinct makes it pronk this way then that.
Swipes the hind legs from under it, first a stumble then a trip.
Onto the falling buck in one leap, it's teeth into the neck go deep.

Dust is rising all around, with the short struggle on the ground.
On and on she holds her pray, till it deadly still does lay.
Then she moves to shade to rest, panting madly from the quest.
Some strange signal calls the cubs, each one on her gently rubs.

When she's rested they'll have the meal, if no other comes it to steal.
Little tummy's gorged with meat, make the most of what's to eat.
Many days before there's more, hunger keeps knocking at the door.
Never for fun will they kill, only with deep hunger have the will.

Written by Pete Barlow

[Alamo-Girl]

LOLOLOL! It was fun though I an relate to a day full of not-so-pleasant moments with company...

[JustAmy]

Wow ...... thank you, Marguerite. That is beautiful. Thank you for posting it.

Hope you are having a wonderful Sunday.