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A beach captivating deprived eyes,
Fascination, grandiose haven in July,
Keeping lovely mountains nearby,
Of Pacific, quixotic, refulgent sunset/sunrise.
Tarry! Unwind! Vast waves eXtrudes Yuletide-like Zephyr.
Written: Aug. 16, 2012
This is a beautiful beach in Tamurong, Candon, I.S. It is located near my place or compound just a walking distance from my house. Its name was officially given by the people living in that area who are mostly relatives. The word "namagyan" means "relatives." Many visitors are going to this place and enjoy the nature, their moments and most especially the whole day of Sabado De Gloria (Black Saturday) and ecumenical services are held on this beautiful beach on the dawn/sunrise of Easter Sunday! It's a very fantastic place to visit! Come and see!
Hurtful things you say,
Tear me apart in every way
Think before you speak to me,
Because I will not let it be
I treat you nice, and show some slack,
But there are times I will strike back
Even though you are my relative,
If you want love, be sure to give
For I am sensitive just like you,
I have feelings and can hurt too!
Written after my mom said something really mean to me about my Granddaughter
Genevieve on Easter Sunday.
When I was looking for a new kitten,
I wanted a girl so I'd be smitten
But the kitten I took in,
Held a secret deep within
When stroking her belly lovingly,
I made a strange discovery
The tiny little thing I spied,
Makes me think my friend lied
Tippy can't be to blame and yet,
Now we're going to see the vet
I just found out before Easter that Tippy, my rescued kitten is a boy, not a girl. I was
surprised to say the least. I had no clue. Tippy is a Maine Coone, which is a long-haired
breed, and I never saw his male parts until last Thursday when I was petting his belly. He
went to the vet and was neutered yesterday.
It's supposed to be Spring,
Though snow's on everything
Winter weather's no longer a charmer,
But Easter Sunday should be warmer
My budding flowers may soon die,
Because the temperature is not high
Global warming must be the reason,
For snowfall in the wrong season
K is for tasty kakes which I love to eat.
E is for every thing that I think is neat.
L is for love that will forever last.
L is for lemonade which I love to drink fast.
I is for ice cream because ice cream is good.
E is for easter and chocolate nuts (yum)
A is for apple her favourite food.
N is for nelly fortado her favourite singer.
G is for green her favourite colour.
E is for easter her favourite holiday.
L is for lilly her favourite flower.
I thought for a moment that
he never felt the PAINS,
When he beared the
burden of our guilts and
You can't imagine what he
for him to wipe away all of
our sins THROUGH.
You can't imagine the
whole of the SHAME,
when he left all his fortunes
His head was punctured by
and his body was tortured
untill his cloth was TORN.
They put the nail throught
his hands and FEET,
even as his imaculate and
pure heart BEAT.
He cried out all of tears
from his EYES,
untill his eyes were as dry
They piassed his palm to
For all of human SAKE.
He didn't have to do it, but
he did it ANYWAY,
for us to change from our
He really love us so much
that he took our PLACE,
In sacrificing himself for the
whole of human RACE.
He died for our sins as if
he's the ONE,
in expense of our freedom
cos he WON.
He was humilated in front
And as dejected by MANY.
They gave him the heavy
cross to CARRY,
with so much hatred and
He was whipped and
scourged so HARD,
that his screems can be
heard from 10 YARDS.
The stood there at calvary
and watch him DIE,
After all the false
accusations and LIES.
Even when he screemed '
IT IS FINISHED',
The whole world knew that
' IT WAS FINISHED '.
His blood paid that great
price for our SINS,
For us to be free from our
guilt and SINS.
He died bearing the burden
of our INIQUITY,
for the betterment of the
world and all HUMANITY.
It wasn't easy for him to do
But at d end, it was worth
There once lived a great
That redeemed the hopes
of all human.
He gave up everything,
For us to have something.
He was rejected,
For us to be accepted.
He was stressed,
For us to be blessed.
He was laboured,
For us to be favoured.
He was neglected,
For us to be celebrated.
He was condemned,
For us to be redeemed.
His life was destroyed,
For our lives to be restored.
His heart was sheltered,
For ours to be gathered.
He was agonised,
For us to be recognised.
He was disrespected,
For us to be respected.
He went through misery,
For us to have a long
In all reality,
He made us a celebrity.
He was punished,
For us to flourish.
He was abused,
For our enemies to be
He suffered for a while,
For us to be able to smile.
He was tortured,
For us to have a great
He took away all atom of
Bringing to us much joy
He sacrificed himself,
For us to be ourselves.
He died bearing the burden
of our inequity,
For the betterment of the
world of humanity.
Today is Easter and how pray tell;
Did that chocolate rabbit hatch an egg?
Not only that I say but his dropings are multi colored;
And it taste like candy.
There's little chance for a picnic at the park;
Today is over cast and not very warm.
But still I bet there are those who tried anyway;
Tridiction is a hard habit to break apparently
Good God I checked my bank account;
I'm running short on money to spend.
Who knows what over priced holiday is comming up next;
Maybe I should get a third job, or take out a loan.
Guess what folks, it's not do-wa-ditty life in the city;
It's life in the good old U.S. of A.
I'd say living here is a gass but I don't drive;
And I couldn't keep my car fueled if I wanted to.
Bless those that have and pitty those who wish they had.
Summer's comming, maybe I'll buy myself a sleeping bag;
I'll head out somewhere and live under the open skies.
Wait a minute, there's no toilet facilities are there?
Scratch that idea I guess, unless someone leaves me a moter home.
Leave- the only thing leaved is the tree in front of my apartment.
Well I hope some of us had a nice Easter Sunday today;
Mine wasn't so bad except it wasn't that different either.
Kind of makes me think I should have learned to eat dates;
And eat with my right hand insted of my left when eating.
Just bent humor folks and do remember not to litter shall we.
Mouth in grass,
Fox it's nose to the ground.
Eating easter eggs,
Under bark and branch a tree.
Sun is up.
Passing of the burning tumbling,