for my girl...
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just a little song for my sweetie...
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Thinking about my girl in naughty ways tonight...
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you know who you are.............
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My Father would have been 70 tomorrow....
What a Wonderful World....Louis Armstrong (Dad's favorite)
I see trees of green, red roses too I see them bloom for me and you And I think to myself what a wonderful world. I see skies of blue and clouds of white The bright blessed day, the dark sacred night And I think to myself what a wonderful world. The colors of the rainbow so pretty in the sky Are also on the faces of people going by I see friends shaking hands saying how do you do They're really saying I love you. I hear babies crying, I watch them grow They'll learn much more than I'll never know And I think to myself what a wonderful world Yes I think to myself what a wonderful world. I miss you Dad:bunchflowers: |
For the Sweet Star that's in my life...
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a song for my special girl
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another song for my girl...
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just thinking about my girl...
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because she is still on my mind...here are a couple more
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I wanna do real bad things with you.... |
Am I really the only schmoopy one that uses this thread...
Everytime I see a picture of her my first thought is "God she is so beautiful." |
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For my Auntie Margaret (age 100), my father's eldest sister and the Grand Matriarch who lead our family for all these years after my grandparents passed. I still see her crisply walking out in front of the crowd of all of my aunts and uncles at McCarran airport on the occasion of my father's 71st birthday, nearly 11 years ago. This is for Auntie Margaret and what we came to call "The Joy L** Family", with all my love, respect and admiration. Rest in peace, Auntie Margaret. :winky::heartbeat::bouquet: Emily -- Elton John The church bells ring out morning glory When summer bends to the winter's rage Emily walks through the cemetery Passed a dog in an unmarked grave The old girl hobbles, nylons sagging Talks to her sisters in the ground I saw a lie in the mirror this morning I heard a prophesy all around And Emily they come and go The shadows and the distant sounds But Emily don't be afraid When the weight of angels weighs you down Emily prays to a faded hero In a little frame clutched to her gown Hears the voice of promise in his memory Tonight's the night they let the ladder down In a cage sits a gold canary By a wicker chair and a rosewood loom As a soul ascends aboard the evening Canary sings to an empty room And Emily they come and go The shadows and the distant sounds But Emily don't be afraid When the weight of angels weighs you down ~Theo~ :bouquet: |
for my best friend brent...he is not doing well right now. i am sending him my love and my strength.
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dedicated to anyone who's had enough
then, this is for you. |
For my beautiful wife, the love of my life!
I'll be home soon! Glynn |
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you know who you are...
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