How Sweet it Is! Stepping Across Life’s a gift, we give to ourselves, when we choose to be born.
Live, Laugh, Love
Before we come, we know our fate; the circumstance, into which, we’ll be thrown.
These memories are lost, from spirit to flesh, when we are transformed.
The lessons, we needed to learn in this life, will, hopefully, bring us a dawn.
An awakened state, where we’ll see the slate; there written, is our whole song.
This circle full won, there’ll come a time, when, we step across and go on. ‐‐ Rex Gero
Love Story This is the day we said I do. I vow to love and care for you. With this ring I thee wed, A promise to each other is what we said. In sickness and in health, In poverty or in wealth. Until death do us part. I love you with all my heart. And so I must say That starting this day, I will be faithful and true To my one and only, that's you.
‐‐ Stephanie R. Schank
a.k. a. The Three L’s Living in reality instead of a fantasy world like any normal child would is very hard indeed. I admit the fact that my hard childhood has made me turn to greed. Vividly I remember my childhood with my father. Even though I hated what he did to me; and repressed the memories came back stronger. Losing my normal childhood for one of abuse has hurt me the most. Amazingly I’ve tried to forget the worst part he’d boast. Understand that every one makes mistakes does not excuse what my dad did. Getting my hopes up that he’s not looking for me is a pretty high bid. Hoping that I’ll be able to figure out his mind. Loving those who don’t have anyone has always been my style. Outreaching to the fact that everyone needs your affectionate smile. Very good you’ve become better than me. Even though you’ve become more than there is to be. ‐‐ Kimberly Porter
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