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Facing this year alone
Its been three years, yet I still cant wrap my mind around it.
What this year has to offer, I dont want to know. I know what
it holds, and it doesnt hold you. I dont want to face this year alone.
Forever always and a day, is a long time, but its not enough.
Anytime without you is to long. The year seems dark and empty.
I dont want to see what it holds, because I know what it doesnt.
It doesnt hold you, and thats enough to know, I dont want to face
this year alone.
At times the days become hard, and the nights harder. But its
been three years its been long enough. I should know, and I do.
I know enough to know that I dont want to face this year alone.
Alone is without you, alone isnt with you, alone doesnt mean with you,
it doesnt mean holding you, its doesnt mean loving you. Alone means
alone, and alone means without you, thats enough to tell me that I dont
want to. I dont want to face this year alone.
Three years is long enough, long enough to miss you, long enough to be
without you, long enough to feel what its like to be alone. Three years is
enough to understand, and I do, I do understand. I understand completely,
and I dont want to face this year alone.
Not again, not alone. Not without you. If I was given the chance, to do it
all over, Id change it….Id change it all…Id do more, Id loose less, and Id
hold you tight. I promise. I wouldnt let you go. I wouldnt have to face
this year alone.Id hold you tight, and not let go, I wouldnt face this year
alone.
Ten little toes, ten tiny fingers. Thats what they say. Thats when it
happens.Thats where it starts. “your better off” is where it ends. But I
know enough now to know that “ten little toes” means nothing. Not when
the year begins, and your not there. I know enough to know that I dont
want to face this year alone.
Yet somehow it starts, and it goes, and it ends, and Im still here. – And your not.
And somehow, the world continues, and the days turn to night, and the nights to
day, and the sun shines, and the rain falls, and the wind blows, and flowers bloom,
and the trees bud, and the leaves fall, and the snow blows, and the year ends….
and somehow….Im still here. Somehow, a new year has begun, and somehow….
Im here, and your not.
And somehow……
Im here to face this year…
As I look out the window, and see the stars, I see your face, smiling, I hear
you laughing, and somehow, I know…that Im not facing this year alone…
Filed under: Light bulb ideas
Another year has come and gone, Im here to great the morning Dawn.
The wind blows, the sea rolls…Im here to watch as the
The trees bow, and the leaves fall….
The ran falls, the skies are grey, the thunder crashes as the lightening bolts.
Night comes, and the skys part, the stars twinkle out so bright.
Im here to see as they emerge, one by one. Bashful and bright, ever so light
before the clouds come and the moon hides. The lightning bolts, and the trees crash.
Im here to watch now, as the waves crash, and beat the ground.
The angry wind whips across the sea, the powerful waves are at the mercy of the wind.
The spray splashes, and the wind howls. Is it playing? Is it laughing? Is it having fun?
Lightning bolts and thunder rolls.
All is calm. The sea, once wild and angry with wicked waves, now is a calm glassy sheet.
The waves are slight ripples, the clouds break. The stars return and the moon shines.
The wind blows, soft and the trees whistle in the breeze.
The stars return, and the moon shines bright.
Color splashes across the sky, pinks and greens dance and form bright blues.
Whites and reds fill the empty spaces, as the wind blows, the colors dance…
They have there own rhythm, they dance to there own beat, they spin and twirl…
Im here to watch now, as the storm comes to an end, and the day begins to break.
Im here to watch now.
Another day has come and gone. Im here to watch the morning Dawn.
The stars twinkle good bye, and the moon winks good night.
The clouds break, and color splashes across the sky….it stretches across the sky.
Sun shines through the hole in the sky….the color dances once more before disappearing into the night sky.
The clouds wash across the sky, the sun rises….the birds awake…
The fish jump, and the laughter fills the air. The birds caw in delight.
The waves ripple. The trees sway. The flowers pop. The sky stretches out….
The grey fills the sky…the rain dribbles slighty…..
Im here to watch now, another day begin.
Im here to watch as the sun streaks out across and the rain drowns it out.
Another day has begun….another night has went to bed…another dream has ended….
- thats a parallel to living with Emmy….every night was a dream come true for her, as she danced off to dream land, I watched her, at times, the smiles peeking out from the corner of her mouth, as she drifted off to dream land….but every day was so much brighter……
The lightning crashes, the thunder bolts. The animals scurry….the wind wips angrily.
The waves crash, and the seas beat on the beach.
The trees crash and the branches fall…
The sky is dark….the air is cold…..the rain is pelting sideways…..
Theres no end in sight……The night isnt so bright….
There is no stars, there is no moon, there is no light….theres no end in sight.
The morning sky breaks, the sun doesnt rise, the grey clouds take its place.
The wind howls, and the trees wave. The sea throws itself on the rocks
Another day has begun, its the same as the last….theres no end in sight…theres not morning bright.
Skys are dark, and clouds gloomy, looking for light, when theres none sight….
Looking for something, that doesnt exist….the days turn to night and the nights to day….
All the same, all without change…..all wishing for something new….for a break in this gloom.
It never will be the same….it never will change….theres no light in near sight….
- Its life without Emmy….its how every new years starts, and every one ends. No end in sight….is it really worth this fight?
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Isn’t it amazing that George Carlin – comedian of the 70’s and 80’s – could write something so very eloquent…and so very appropriate?
A Message by George Carlin:
The paradox of our time in history is that we have taller buildings but shorter tempers, wider Freeways, but narrower viewpoints. We spend more, but have less, we buy more, but enjoy less. We have bigger houses and smaller families, more conveniences, but less time. We have more degrees but less sense, more knowledge, but less judgment, more experts, yet more problems, more medicine, but less wellness.
We drink too much, smoke too much, spend too recklessly, laugh too little, drive too fast, get too angry, stay up too late, get up too tired, read too little, watch TV too much, and pray too seldom.
We have multiplied our possessions, but reduced our values. We talk too much, love too seldom, and hate too often.
We’ve learned how to make a living, but not a life. We’ve added years to life not life to years. We’ve been all the way to the moon and back, but have trouble crossing the street to meet a new neighbor. We conquered outer space but not inner space. We’ve done larger things, but not better things.
We’ve cleaned up the air, but polluted the soul. We’ve conquered the atom, but not our prejudice. We write more, but learn less. We plan more, but accomplish less. We’ve learned to rush, but not to wait. We build more computers to hold more information, to produce more copies than ever, but we communicate less and less.
These are the times of fast foods and slow digestion, big men and small character, steep profits and shallow relationships. These are the days of two incomes but more divorce, fancier houses, but broken homes. These are days of quick trips, disposable diapers, throwaway morality, one night stands, overweight bodies, and pills that do everything from cheer, to quiet, to kill. It is a time when there is much in the showroom window and nothing in the stockroom. A time when technology can bring this letter to you, and a time when you can choose either to share this insight, or to just hit delete…
Remember; spend some time with your loved ones, because they are not going to be around forever.
Remember, say a kind word to someone who looks up to you in awe, because that little person soon will grow up and leave your side.
Remember, to give a warm hug to the one next to you, because that is the only treasure you can give with your heart and it doesn’t cost a cent.
Remember, to say, “I love you” to your partner and your loved ones, but most of all mean it. A kiss and an embrace will mend hurt when it comes from deep inside of you.
Remember to hold hands and cherish the moment for someday that person will not be there again.
Give time to love, give time to speak! And give time to share the precious thoughts in your mind.
AND ALWAYS REMEMBER: Life is not measured by the number of breaths we take, but by the moments that take our breath away.
If you don’t send on ….Who cares? But I’m sending it to you….
George Carlin
Life is short; but love is shorter.
I would go through and ‘edit’ it like Im so fond of doing, but this is just to good alone.
