To: Darkchylde; bentfeather; SAMWolf; Darksheare; Flurry
when we didn't have a care in the world
how free we felt
how wonderful it was to be alive
no fear
no concept of death
then we grew up
innocence lost
fears creep in
death rears its ugly head
fun becomes moments of laughter
quick to end
reality returns
i'm convinced we are closer to God as children
then as life creeps in and years go by
we move further away from Him
Only to return as we near death
seeing that it was all so short
wanting that feeling of freedom to return
1,008 posted on
09/30/2003 4:22:18 PM PDT by
snippy_about_it
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To: snippy_about_it
Good, I see Darchylde's friend inspired you. :-)
1,010 posted on
09/30/2003 4:23:08 PM PDT by
SAMWolf
(Be alert. America needs more lerts.)
To: snippy_about_it
Thanks.
1,013 posted on
09/30/2003 4:42:44 PM PDT by
Darksheare
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To: snippy_about_it
Very touching.
Stay young. Aging of the mind is voluntary. You don't have to go there.
1. Get muddy.
2. Lay in the grass.
3. Wrestle the dog.
4. Stare at a star lit sky.
5. See the shapes of clouds.
6. Wade in a creek.
7. Climb a tree.
8. Tell Go you love him.
1,037 posted on
10/01/2003 4:57:50 AM PDT by
Conspiracy Guy
(The big picture is missed by those who focus on pixels.)
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