From my lil one
Poems to A Loved One- by Tana
I had a true love, her name was Ngaire
Beautiful shiny red hair, and so very fiery.
Walking hand in hand with each other,
We didn't have to prove our love for one another.
My true love had a heart of gold,
And the only one i wanted to hold.
Until one September day in 1983,
My true love was taken from me,
a day that was so very sad,
and a day that made me mad.
Twenty four years since passing on,
I still can't believe she's really gone,
she was my one only true love,
Her spirit lives on in a beautiful white dove.
Today is the anniversary of the day
When you my sweet Ngaire passed away
I still can't believe you're really gone
I can't believe it has been so long
Yet my heart still beats to that song
The one I played when we sent you on
There goes my reason for living
There goes the women of my dreams
There goes my only possession
There goes my everything.
Anniversary of Ngaires passing on the
11 of September 1983.
I will always love you.
THE GIFT
A gift from the angels
one day arrived
when I opened the package
your love was inside
The note read :
Please take good care
of this love
for it's been sent
from heaven above
I thank the angels
whenever I pray
for the wonderful gift
that they brought me that day.
WHAT IS FRIENDSHIP by Hebe
Friendship comes to those who seek
It never comes out of nothing
Every friendship is unique
It really means something
You don't always see your friends
They are like stars, they're always there
With them you let down your defence
There's nothing you can't share
A friend is there through good times and bad
You know there's nothing you have to fear
They're there to cheer you up when your sad
Even if they are not so near
Friends they are forever
Lovers just for a while
Never run out on your friends, never
Cause they're the ones who make you smile
Friends are there till the very end
they are there through thick & thin
Friends are the ones who never pretend
And they forgive us for any sin
A poem by Mar
The music is the motor of my soul,
and my heart guides my steps with the rhythm
the percussion is heartbeat of the band and the mind.
The guitar the rhythm of my steps
together we walk to rhythm
together in one rhythm
the beat of the music is my beat
title
Written on the 11th of September 2009
26 years on and the pain is no less
26 years on and my mind's still a mess
All this time with out holding you
I dont know how I ever got through
Ngaire you're forever in my heart
Ngaire nothing will keep our hearts apart
Even though my heart is in pain
My sweet love we will meet again.
by Tana
From my lil one
The wise German Shepard
One day the old German Shepherd starts chasing rabbits and before long, discovers that he's lost. Wandering about, he notices a panther heading rapidly in his direction with the intention of having lunch.
The old German Shepherd thinks, “Uh-oh! I'm in trouble!” Noticing some bones on the ground close by, he immediately settles down to chew on the bones with his back to the approaching cat. Just as the panther is about to leap, the old German Shepherd exclaims loudly, “Boy, that was one delicious panther! I wonder if there are any more around here?”
Hearing this, the young panther halts his attack in mid-strike, a look of terror comes over him and he slinks away into the trees. “Whew!” says the panther, “That was close! That old German Shepherd nearly had me!”
Meanwhile, a squirrel who had been watching the whole scene from a nearby tree figures he can put this knowledge to good use and trade it for protection from the panther. So, off he goes, but the old German Shepherd sees him heading after the panther with great speed, and figures that something must be up.
The squirrel soon catches up with the panther, spills the beans and strikes a deal for himself with the panther.
The young panther is furious at being made a fool of and says, “Here, squirrel, hop on my back and see what's going to happen to that conniving canine!”
Now, the old German Shepherd sees the panther coming with the squirrel on his back and thinks, “What am I going to do now?”, but instead of running, the dog sits down with his back to his attackers, pretending he hasn't seen them yet, and just when they get close enough to hear, the old German Shepherd says, “Where's that squirrel? I sent him off an hour ago to bring me another panther!”
Moral of this story....
Don't mess with the old dogs... age and skill will always overcome youth and treachery!
Brilliance only comes with age and experience.
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