Was it my time yet? Apparently not I have been sent back at least for awhile I almost left this life but I forgot That no one leaves until the time has come As life itself reminded with a smile A few shenanigans of spring and some Timely reminders of what I lived for So here I am to live it up some more
No one can ever live down anything In any case so forget about it Especially here at the height of spring What birds sing is true and is no rumor Life is sweet and I no longer doubt it Death is for stiffs with no sense of humor Having seen death up close and eye to eye I have no doubt: I am too young to die
+Steven Curtis Lance
Copyright MMVI
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Steven I agree so much with this poem. Life is to be lived as happily as we can, or are able to. A friend of mine has a computer print out sign on the inside of here apartment door that says: Old age is not for sissies." Just like you're saying her that "death is for stiffs with no sense of humor." These two sayings are so true. We may age, but that does not mean we can't have fun, fun, fun, til my daughter takes the car away (giggles).
Nice write dear brother, as only you can. You tell me that I am insightful in my writings, but you dear brother are even more so, because you let your feelings and emotions flow in a positively charged ion field. Keep writing dear brother of mine, and I will enjoy your happiness through your words.
May the Lord Jesus bless you, and those whom you love, and be with you always, and at your side constantly. With much love in my heart, joy to the world, peace on earth, & (((((((((((MANY WONDERFUL SISTERLY HUGGGGSSSS)))))))))), your little sister, Barbie
"If I have to be this girl in me, Then I have the right to be."
Thanks Steve for the eye opening reminder, good timing. I have been in a funk for the last few days and this may be nudge to snap out of it. Well written and lively write.
First of all, thank you for the beautiful tres linhas you wrote for me; I am honored!
Second, this is an excellent humorous write...if death can be funny...I sometimes say, I'm so far behind in paying bills that I'll never die...but one never really knows, do they? Well done!
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Nice write dear brother, as only you can. You tell me that I am insightful in my writings, but you dear brother are even more so, because you let your feelings and emotions flow in a positively charged ion field. Keep writing dear brother of mine, and I will enjoy your happiness through your words.
May the Lord Jesus bless you, and those whom you love, and be with you always, and at your side constantly. With much love in my heart, joy to the world, peace on earth, & (((((((((((MANY WONDERFUL SISTERLY HUGGGGSSSS)))))))))), your little sister, Barbie
"If I have to be this girl in me, Then I have the right to be."
Yip way too young to kick the bucket!!
Love Tinka
Felix
Jo.
Take care
Chanti
Regis
First of all, thank you for the beautiful tres linhas you wrote for me; I am honored!
Second, this is an excellent humorous write...if death can be funny...I sometimes say, I'm so far behind in paying bills that I'll never die...but one never really knows, do they? Well done!
(((HUGS))) and love, Karla.