Archive for April, 2010

You asked me when do i think of you……

When I Open My Eyes

To See The Sun Rise

I Think Of You.


When I Hear A Robin Sing

On The First Day Of Spring

I Think Of You.


When I See A Red Rose

On The Bush Where It Grows

I Think Of You.


When I Feel The Summer Heat

On The Sand Beneath My Feet

I Think Of You.


When I Sit On A Beach

Another World Just Out Of Reach

I Think Of You.


When I See The Colored Leaves

Fall To The Ground From A Light Breeze

I Think Of You.


When I Look To The Night Sky

And See The Sparkle Like In Your Eyes

I Think Of You.


When The Snow Is Coming Down

To Softly Blanket The Ground

I Think Of You.


When I Go To Bed At Night

As I Turn Out The Light

I Think Of You.


When Im Old And Near Death

And I Draw My Last Breath

I ll Think Of You. .

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How do I tell you that I love you?

I don’t know what to do

I think that I am falling in love with you

I know that you don’t feel the same way

So I’ll just sit here sad every day

For your love I would die

I would be your angel, standing by

I would do anything for your love

I would be your angel, sent from above

I love you so much, words can’t express

I would give up my world, I must confess

Given the chance to be with you

Is the only thing I really want to do

You’ve given me a way to believe in love

For before I thought it was a gift from above.

How do I confess my feelings for you?

Believe me, it’s not something easy for me to do

You know I’ve been hurt, and you know that I’ve cried

From people slowly killing me inside

But with your love, I will get through this

All I need is your warm gentle kiss

I know I’ve been hurt, but I’ll risk it all

Because by you I’ve been lifted up, and I don’t want to fall

She Ask Me Why I Loved Her

If questioning would make us wise

No eyes would ever gaze in eyes;

If all our tale were told in speech

No mouths would wander each to each.

Were spirits free from mortal mesh

And love not bound in hearts of flesh

No aching breasts would yearn to meet

And find their ecstasy complete.

For who is there that lives and knows

The secret powers by which he grows?

Were knowledge all, what were our need

To thrill and faint and sweetly bleed?

Then seek not, sweet, the ‘If’ and ‘Why’

I love you now until I die.

For I must love because I live

And life in me is what you give.

Why Women Cry ……!!

A little boy asked his mother, “Why are you crying?” “Because I’m a woman,” she told him.

“I don’t understand,” he said. His Mom just hugged him and said, “And you never will.”

Later the little boy asked his father, “Why does mother seem to cry for no reason?”

“All women cry for no reason,” was all his dad could say.

The little boy grew up and became a man, still wondering why women cry..

Finally he put in a call to God. When God got on the phone, he asked, “God, why do women cry so easily?”

God said

“When I made the woman she had to be special.

I made her shoulders strong enough to carry the weight of the world,yet gentle enough to give comfort.

I gave her an inner strength to endure childbirth and the rejection that many times comes from her children.

I gave her a hardness that allows her to keep going when everyone else gives up, and take care of her family through sickness and fatigue without complaining.

I gave her the sensitivity to love her children under any and all circumstances, even when her child has hurt her very badly.

I gave her strength to carry her husband through his faults and fashioned her from his rib to protect his heart.

I gave her wisdom to know that a good husband never hurts his wife, but sometimes tests her strengths and her resolve to stand beside him unfalteringly.

And finally, I gave her a tear to shed. This is hers exclusively to use whenever it is needed.”

“You see my son,” said God, “the beauty of a woman is not in the clothes she wears, the figure that she carries, or the way she combs her hair.

The beauty of a woman must be seen in her eyes, because that is the doorway to her heart – the place where love resides.”