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1 posted on
01/30/2005 9:44:27 PM PST by
JustAmy
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1-31-05
Graphic by Billie
My Keys
If I knew now, what I knew then,
How simple life would be.
At sixteen I knew everything,
So much was clear to me.
I knew my parents knew nothing,
They really were a drag.
I had a handle on it all,
The world was in my bag.
As I got older clouds appeared,
The world became less clear.
It seems a little bit is lost,
With each successive year.
Im over fifty now and yes,
It seems that time just flees.
I really dont know anything,
Like where I left my keys.
Conspiracy Guy aka DIF 1/26/2005
2 posted on
01/30/2005 9:52:33 PM PST by
JustAmy
(Remember our President and our troops in your prayers. God Bless America.)
To: JustAmy
WHAT IS MUSIC
What is music
But some lines on a paper
With little black dots and flags
Until someone picks up the violin
What is life
but a matter of time
And the routine I choose to follow
Until you entered the room
What is love
But a loosely used word
In songs by lonely poets
Until you grew around my heart
And then
I discoverer music and life.
To: JustAmy
FEBRUARY IS NOT A BARGAIN
February is not a bargain
Besides its cold and long dark nights
Its icy streets and frozen lakes and rivers
It has the audacity to cheat us out of a couple days
And wallowing in its own ego
Still claims to be a month.
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