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"What I do today is important for I have given one day of my life for it."
My home is in Ontario, Canada and my birthdate is March 8, 1961.
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FRIENDSHIP TAPESTRY
We've been to each a faceless name;
Mere words upon a screen.
Unhindered by appearances,
Just clues from which to glean
The mental image of a face
From sentences we've read.
Insights into a stranger's life,
That start to weave the thread
To form a friendship tapestry
Our lives so far apart,
Are intertwined together
With threads straight from the heart.
We've worked our cloth in darkness.
The colours were unknown.
Our yarns were different textures,
But over time it's grown.
Not bothered by the details,
Or pattern laid just right,
We've sewn our threads together
At times, late in the night.
If somehow we could grasp it
And hold it up to see,
We'd marvel at its beauty -
Our friendship tapestry.
by: Diane
Dreams and Goals: To travel throughout
northern Ontario where my grandmother was raised.
To ride on the Polar Bear Express.
Interests:
Children's rights, environmental issues, animal rights.
Hobbies:
Gardening, reading, writing and chatting.
........and I LOVE candles!!! *s*
SUCCESS
To laugh often and much
To win the respect of intelligent people
and the affection of children
To earn the appreciation of honest critics
and endure the betrayal of false friends.
To appreciate beauty; to find the best in others.
To leave the world a little better
whether by a healthy child,
a garden patch, or a redeemed social condition.
To know even one life has breathed easier
because you have lived.
This is to have succeeded.
by: Ralph Waldo Emerson
In memory of my grandmother, S.R.T.
An angel has spoken. Her words did I hear.
Be not afraid, my child. I am always so near.
Those times...when the darkness of night seems endless and long.
When the sun's warm touch is far from the dawn.
You draw yourself in....hide from the dark.
Fear not my child...for I am thy spark.
I lighten your path. I hold you within.
You are not alone. The veil is so thin.
I hear you in silence. Your fears do I sense.
Darkness is ending. Light shall commence.
Your pains do I share. My heart reaches for you.
I weep when you suffer. My love is so true.
As a child....you called to me. You needed me there.
My wings to protect you...to guide you with care.
With age....you forgot me. You looked another way.
But I am still with you. How I long for the day.
As days turn to months, so months turn to years.
You find yourself seeking....the angels...in tears.
I fly to you swiftly, with wings soaring high.
To embrace your sweet spirit. Behold, it is I.
With youth you did need me... To hold you so near.
I never have left you, your Guardian so dear.
I walk with you always. Never shall I stray.
I am Your Angel.... I will show you the way.
by: Michael Williams - a dedication to his son, Keelan
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