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Life is a many things
Sometimes life is a dark tunnel,
But every tunnel has a light at the end
I will be your lantern to guide the way
Cling to me and I will keep you from the darkness
Life is a giant battle.
I will be your shield and spear
Your spear to pierce through the horrible people
Who want to harm you,
Your shield to protect you
From the battles you cannot win your self
life is many things my dear
But I am here,
For you to use, to cherish, and love.
Life is many things my dear.
But you are not alone.
I am here.
The first time I met you I will never forget,
I fell in love with you the moment our eyes met,
In December that year it was the best day of my life,
when we took our vow's and you made me your wife.
We didn't get engaged,
we didn't need that kind of thing
and 20yrs later you bought me a ring,
When I opened that present what a surprise
I've got to admit it bought tears to my eyes.
Two wonderful children,
a girl and a boy.
Over the years there's been laughter and joy,
there's been times that we'd fight and argue it out,
but our love for each other was never in doubt.
For 25yrs we have been blessed
with much love and happiness,
and now to make our lives complete
three wonderful grandchildren for us to treat.
(W)- A real woman knows that the wages of sin is death so she is not concerned about the wages of a real man, because money comes and goes like day and night; but true love comes just every blue moon. A real woman isn't loud and doesn't have to be the center of attention. Money is a gold-diggers virtue, while patience is a real woman’s virtue. A real woman is always wary of the image she displays to the world because she knows her children are watching her every move. A real woman’s wisdom comes from the teachings of her elders and the experiences and hardships life brings. A real woman is the wings that help a broken man learn to fly again. When you become the object of a real woman’s affection, winning is the only option.
(O)- A real woman’s main obligation is to better herself, before she attempts to become someone’s better half. A real woman is very obliged with all that God has blessed her with. When a man takes a real woman for granted, she makes up her mind to put him away into oblivion. A real woman is use to jumping hurdles because overcoming obstacles in life keeps her on the right track. A real woman doesn't spend her time worrying if failure is around the corner, because she occupies her freedom chasing her dreams in her most comfortable running shoes. A real woman is a hopeless romantic ready to be wooed with an odyssey of love with a real man by her side.
(M)- A real woman’s presence is magnanimous and captures attention because of the poised and elegant stature of her classy nature. A real woman is like the magnet of ecstasy. All women don't attend college or hold prestigious employment, but for many being the Valedictorian of mothers everywhere is the major of their lives. A real woman respects the art of marriage and believes in monogamy. A real woman’s life is the motion picture of sophistication. The mythology of a woman began within a man’s ribs and ends in the beat of his heart.
(A)- A real woman sticks to her man like glue and never abandons his side. A real woman has the ability to do anything a man can. A real woman has the power to fill the abyss of a man’s pains with joy. A real woman prays with her other half because faith is the key of remaining on one accord. A real woman will amaze you with the way she adapts to changes in her ambiance. A real woman is the architect of her own destiny.
(N) A real woman needs a man to understand and love her for everything she is and for everything she is not because a good support system is a leading factor in longevity within relationships. A real woman is the nexus between love and happiness. When you converse with a real woman you will realize that she is nimble with her every response. No man can ignore the nymph of a real woman, because it is in her D.N.A to be notable.
(1 January 2013 – 12:01AM)
By this first day of the year 2013
I am asking anyone to forgive me if I have things done that hurt you.
I was sudden with the firecrackers
Sounds of bullets flying in the air
This is becoming a culture
That by the end and start of the year there shall be having a gun fire
Is this so not to put a gun as inutile?
I have no new year’s resolution at hand
But I wanted to do my best to change whatever things needed to be changed.
Oh God please witness my changes to manifest in my entire being
from good to very good, from ordinary to extra ordinary and from evil to no evil.
Let me love memories of 2012 that I have
Please forgive me God through everyone’s forgiveness.
I love everyone and someone.
Thank you God!
Waking from an everlasting dream
Immersed in twilight falling through the looking glass to me this seems a dream.
Yet to dream seems to be akin to loves eternal spell.
Rivers of milk and honey run freely through the gardens in which we frolic and play, this magnificent scene seems to real to be a dream so my love is it a spell or a dream.
Each night we fall into this everlasting dream spell.
eternal love eternal peace a promise made true by the goddess Aphrodite herself...
Distance is no hindrance to
Your significance in my life.
I weep to all your thoughts
Wish you could return
Through the door,
Have kept you in a class
Covered with glass
Pebbles can never pass.
I miss your delicious spice
That makes my world smart.
As words are to paper
So you are to my heart,
Your voice is my choice
Your touch is my spot.
Would you be my bride
My wife and my kite,
If I had no sight
You still shine bright,
Even your bites are sweeter
Hope you accept my invite?
Because am missing you
By my time.
Time, to buy your poppies
11th of 11th is here again
We remember those who died for us
And those who were just maimed
We must also remember
Those, who lost their loved ones
Mothers, sister’s, daughters
Fathers, brothers, son's
What a lot of us can't imagine
What torment that must be
But they all gave their lives for us
To make our country free
I know we're in recession
But you don't really know
The hardships that our grandparents
Suffered against the foe
Bombed out of house and home
Nowhere to go
But then all neighbours rallied round
To help they were not slow
Then Rationing came about
For food, for clothes, for fuel
From just scrag ends of meat
Made appetizing gruel
Women took over men’s jobs
In factories, farms and such
Blackouts, sirens, shelters
Hardship there was much
Army, air force and navy
Were not the only ones
But fire-fighters, nurses, doctors
Air raid wardens, everyone
They all played some part
In winning against the foe
Many lost their lives
A dreadful way to go
Some might say its better
To die instantly my friends
For many, many suffered
In agony till the end
We can’t possibly imagine
What it's like there at the front
Many months of fighting
With no end in sight
Your comrades all about you lying
Water logged and stinking,
Lying, crying, dying.
So please stand in silence
Remember, remember them
They fought for our freedom
Our women and our men
im not lost
im not dirt
im rising from the ground
you just wish to see me fall
to tell everyone you knew before
but darling time to tell you the truth
i want to go back in time and relive my youth and you
just arnt going to cut it
youre like a cling on
that after a while i just said
but now its been a while im not going to change
its you i run away from
its you that i just want to hurl
into a ball to the middle of the ocean
there babe thats youre devotion
cause thats all that matters
im done now
i learnt the secret
youre here to dim
my light, pssst im not gonna keep it
You are gone from us
But we are never alone.
We gather here now
To lay down your stone.
One of remembrance
One to mark your resting place
You will never be forgotten.
Memories nothing can ever erase
No one will ever forget
Your sweet embrace.
We can not forget
Your shining face.
The path of White Light
Came to bring you home
We listen for your voice
Descending from the whispering dome.
‘Twas not more than this
Eight moons since your pass
Unto the beauty unknown
You have entered sweet bliss
Where all shall forever last
To see our King sit upon His throne.
For you were to all
Such sweet company
The joy of your face
Curls of such mahogany.
We all hope to see
You awaiting us some day
Arms outstretched in longing
On the beach of an emerald bay.
We are in longing
As we lay down your stone
To see you again
In a world He calls His own.
All my life, oh God,
I try to please this chain of fate.
To call pretty spring the song I sing.
You are mine, as the Mountains need of the sky.
You are mine, as the River needs of the rain.
You are mine, as the Streaming of blood
You are mine, as the Green light
Of the Needs you to lift me high.
Why then I do not have you?