Dear Lord I come to you today,

until the day we pass on.Everyday we give a new performance.Our performance always dependson whatever kind of mood we are in,some are on the sad side,while others are filled with sunshine and laughter.Each day is differentas we pass it throughand so are our performancesin our lives as we pass each day through.13 June 2010

if they are not tended that well.They need nurturing and fedto sustain the passion well.The fires of lovewill smoulder and dieif the coals are not stokedevery once in a whileto sustain passions glow.The fires of loveare not only for the youth.Even in age we mellow,we must still let the embers knowthe fire burns within the…

I used to advertise myselfand on my tee shirt wrote.(Front) Help me please.(Back) Take me home Imake a good bed warmer.Sadly, no takers came forwardand I wondered whyafter all I was always goodat making a hot water bottle.Such if life I guess.Then I thought if you got it, flaunt itand the police could not stop…

to suit someone’s twisted mind?How good words cannot be usedin their proper contextwithout someone looking strangelyand giving a stupid grin.Years ago, when I was at schoola beaver was a small animal with a flat tailthat lived in water and built dams.Now most kids know its meaning asdescribing a woman’s gentiles.In England, we sometimes have faggots…

From a lonely life I thought I would leadthe good Lord blessed mewith a wonderful wife.He blessed me with friendsall around the world,some of which I may never see.From what I thoughtmight be a sad and lonely lifethe good Lord blessed mewith thing I could only dream of.From sadness he delivered me to my wife.From…

My words were lost to the windfor you didn’t wait for me.Years passed on so quickly by,we grew up, got married,but my heart still cried.Wait for me, oh, wait for me.Our lives moved on in directionsof which we had no control.Our circumstances changedwithin every passing yearand every so often in the windmy plaintive cries could…