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Greenfingers, what lovely words, actually brought tears to my eyes.


Val.

When all is said & done, there is more said than done.

My mistake, I thought you'd all gone!!! Really great to be able to carry on! :-)

I wish I hadn't said that ..........

The rest of the group is fine but the singer will have to go so said Eric Easton on taking over as the Rolling Stones manager in 1962

You ain't going anywhere son. You outha go back to drivin a truck so said Jim Denny of the Grand Ole Opry to Elvis after one performance in 1954

Don't do unto others as you would have them do unto you, for their tastes may be different from yours.

Haven't been on here for ages

Do what we can, summer will always have its flies (hate the things they don't live long in our house!!!!!!!)

Adapted this to give to my daugher when she marries next month

It seems like only yesterday
That you were put into my arms
I looked into your lovely eyes
And promised you no harm
In that very moment I knew my dreams
Had come to life
But now you are grown up
And have become a wife
I look back upon those past years
Of all our ups and downs
Every truimph, every challenge
And how lovely you look today
In your wedding gown.
So on this day or marriage to John
Keep this feeling close at hand.
My love as your Mum will go with you,
As you wear your wedding band.
And though I miss that little girl,
Our love will never end
I'm so very proud of who you are,
My daughter and my friend

Don't ask:-

*how did he die, but how did he live;
*not what did he gain, but what did he give;
*not what was his church nor what was his creed;
*but had he befriended those really in need;
*not what the newspaper sketch say;
*but how many were sorry when he passed away;

These are the units to measure the worth of a man as a man,
regardless of his birth.

We don't seem to have any postings any more Spanish Eyes; it's a pity as I have really enjoyed belonging to this thread, but I suppose all good things have to come to an end. I shall miss it!

I've just found this which I rather liked. 'In the Snow' by W.H Davis.

Hear how my friend the Robin sings!
That little hunchback in the snow,
As it comes down as fast as rain.
The air is cold, the wind doth blow,
And still his heart can feel no pain.

And I with heart as light as his,
And to my ankles deep in snow,
Hold up a fist as cold as Death's,
And into it I laugh and blow -
I laugh and blow my life's warm breath.

Feel a bit sad at the moment, our swallows, who come back year after year had built their nest and babies had hatched; when the weather was SO bad last W/end they deserted the nest and the babies died. We haven't seen sight or sound of the parents since and wonder if they too perished in the storms, or perhaps they starved as there have been no insects to speak of owing to the cold and wet.

Snowflakes are one of nature's most fragile things. Yet, look what they can achieve when they stick together.

Allegations have been made against us. We must find the alligators!!

Dermot, how did I miss the saying, it is oh so true, we do generally speaking tend to be grateful for good friends but do not always tell them how much we appreciate them.

Today I am adding a few sayings and will rack my brains to see what I can find to celebrate the longest day of the year. If this is successful I will be back today.

1.growing old is like being increasingly penalised for a crime you have't committed. Anthony Powell.
2. Middle age is when you are sitting at homevon Saturdaynight and the telephone rings and you hope it isn't for you. Ogden Nash
3. Simply had to add this one and you will see why!
I first felt old walking in Spain with my 13 year old daughter when I belatedly realised that the wolf-whistle was not for me!!
4. The best anti-ageing cream is ice cream. What other food makes you feel 8 years old again.

These are all from I little book " A Good Old Laugh!"

I wil try to find a few more. :-D

As well as loving your enemies, try treating your friends a little bit better.

Thank you nigglynellie.

As a family we have accepted what has happened, and hope that sometime later this year we may have more joyful news. People have been so kind, as usual when any of us are having a difficult time, it is as if we keep eachother in our hearts.

Dermot, Please keep your one liners, I think they are great.

23.54 hrs Spain

Oh dear Spanish Eyes, I'm so VERY sorry to hear of your families loss. What a tragedy for you all to have to bear. My thoughts and prayers are with you all at this unhappy time.

Some of you will be aware that the partner of one of my sons' has lost the child they were so looking forward to.
I looked for words to show my feelings about them and their loss and came upon this. Therefore I cannot say it is a favourote bur it struck a chord for me. I send this in respect of son and partner.

Our Angel Baby

We never got to see your eyes,
or hold your hand, or hear your cries.
All wehave are dreams of you,
those of which, will never come true.
Our hearts sank the day that we knew,
We would never get to meet you.
IWe had made plans, and had aspirations,
if only we had a little more patience.
We never thought the Lord would take you
away from me so soon.
But, we will never forget that dismal day,
around the late afternoon.
The day we knew something was not right,
and through many tears we would fight.
Now, all we do is dream at night,
about what life would have been like.
What if you really had been born?
But all we have a dreams of that,
and all we can do is mourn.
We will not mourn for you though,
because we know you're where you need to be,
even though it isn't here with us.
You are our angel baby because God wanted you with Him.
Now, forever with his angels, His praises you will sing.
None of our dreams for you will ever come true,
because of that day God chose to take you.
But, our angel baby you will always be,
in our hearts forever, forever a part of our family.

Source: My Angel Baby, Baby Death Poems and Stories with some small alterations by B M S

That is a really lovely poem Spanish Eyes. I found this one wich I would like to share:

The Cradle Song by W.B.Yeats.

The Angels are stooping
Above your bed;
They weary of trooping
With the whimpering dead.

God's laughing in heaven
To see you so good;
The Shining Seven
Are gay with His mood.

I kiss you and kiss you,
My pigeon, my own;
Ah, how I shall miss you
When you are grown.

As promised earlier, a poem about summer.

A Child’s Garden of Verses by Robert Louis Stevenson (1885)


Great is the sun, and wide he goes
Through empty heaven with repose;
And in the blue and glowing days
More thick than rain he showers his rays.

Though closer still the blinds we pull
To keep the shady parlour cool,
Yet he will find a chink or two
To slip his golden fingers through.

The dusty attic spider-clad
He, through the keyhole, maketh glad;
And through the broken edge of tiles
Into the laddered hay-loft smiles.

Meantime his golden face around
He bares to all the garden ground,
And sheds a warm and glittering look
Among the ivy’s inmost nook.

Above the hills, along the blue,
Round the bright air with footing true,
To please the child, to paint the rose,
The gardener of the World, he goes.

"Ah! Duff beer - the cause of & the solutions to all life's problems".

(Homer Simpson).

Nigglynellie, pleased that you like the poem.

Dermot, I enjoy the "truths" that you manage to either find or know already.


:-)

The minute you start talking about what you are going to do if you lose, you have lost already.