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smelly feet
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My husband would say have someone call you and say you are going to work. Pffft!
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Pork chop pie!
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And I thought it was a double up... or a pile up! lol
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More Psgetti More!
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psgetti!~ he grins,
Mmmmmm good, Bright blue eyes, Fingers grasping meatballs, Oh such delight, psgetti more please! A big plate loaded, Half on his lap, Fingers painting, Dark brown hair red, A little clown face, Smiling with delight, Mr psgetti face, Barely any white, Irreplacable days, Treasured moments. Wiping clean a palmer's crease, Pudgy psgetti nose, Cleaning up psgetti plates, Psgetti from the toes, Short stubby fingers, Dancing with glee, A psgetti filled tummy, A psgetti dabbed mommy. Oh how I love psgetti! Psgetti connoiseur, Getting on the floor, More psgetti.... more!!!!! SDF May 25, 2010 --------------------------- This one is for my adopted little boy born with Down syndrome. Oh how we LOVE psgetti! May 25, 2010 |
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July 4.... Thank you
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no one home
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Definitely a sad tone to this one. Keep up the great writing!
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No reply, try,try,try
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COFFEE ANYONE?
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Hey ladies... anytime!
 Have a superb day!
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Dirty Girl, Terri Clark
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A good nights sleep, and a dog who sleeps past 5 am without barking and waking my butt up.
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What's your random thought?
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Doctors should pay me for the blood "I" made. They should have also paid me for the entertainment of seeing me give birth to my kids.... WHO did ALL the work? Something very wrong with this picture.
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An Artist's Kiss
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Twirling around in the light
A glassblown figurine Dangling from a tiny thread Invisible piece of string A hummingbird sipping nectar Frozen in glass for all time A souvenir gracing the window pane So fragile yet divine A rainbowed prism floating For all passers to admire An artist's little treasure Blown from an inner fire Vacationers take notice Of the little things like this What use to be a grain of sand Is now an artist's kiss SDF May 24, 2010 |
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A poem emailed to me today
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Beautiful, and surely a great way to capture your heart.
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My Existence……….
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Ahhhh I can remember going crabbing.... wonderful poem which takes me back. Have a great day!
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I'm with him-->
Okay so he's invisible I can imagine him PERFECT |
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What's your random thought?
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I did a little barking of my own after the five am wake up call.
My dog just looked at me like "what's wrong with you?" LOL |
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What's your random thought?
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Dogs who wake you up at five am over nothing, may need a new owner.
Dogs who bark at their own fur balls, may need a new owner. Can I go back to bed now? |
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COFFEE ANYONE?
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Oh my senses do awake,
Upon fresh coffee brewing, I breathe in deeply, Take a sip, Drop all which I've been stewing. Tranquil moments, Lost in vapors, Vanilla bean or irish creme, Makes each morning bearable, With coffee, it's a dream. I'll grab a cup, Drink it up, Or take it just to go, I'm thankful for, This dark hot drink, Which awakens this ol soul. So here's a cup, For you my friends, May it make your day, I wish you many pleasantries, As you go on your way. SDF May 24, 2010 |
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Once A Liar, Always A Liar
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Why is it I want to squeeze you
Hard enough to squeeze each lie from even forming I find myself in a tizzy Wishing to paint you differently Thing is I waste each day Focused on what isn't How it can never be Instead of finding what is Or what can be in me Oh yes... I matter I find myself looming Weaving up all your lies Over and over in my head A creative work of art A jumbled mess of a life Compulsive and good at conning Nothing sustained for long Yet I still loom Like a lady in the darkness Who wishes not to see the light Your lies are perfectly woven So creative and sweet Cunning yet cruel To think I allow you to impact me To sit and waste this very moment On all the stories you told No justice in it No real clarity in your murky self I see myself clearly in the water Your puddle is full of grime and oil No clear vision and you like it like that For thineself you are true A perfect picture of what you think Women want in a moment Here today and gone tomorrow Nothing is ever real So many lies to so many No remorse or compassion For those whose paths you crossed The mirage you paint for people Oh what talent you do have A gentleman indeed Cunning as a fox A genuine article of deceit You'll get your just reward For every lie you muttered Just wait and see Your evil grin will be wiped away On judgement day A friend stated Once a liar, always a liar Yet I didn't believe it I believed we have power To change our lives How can I deny the obvious Proof lies in your actions Your own twisted tongue Now I've learned It's by your own tongue You're hung SDF May 24, 2010 |
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not long enough
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Very nice and here is to living in the moment and being happy right where we are, as we are!
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