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Just havin fun and learnin a little from the folks on the site. Case anyone wonders, took off the ratings and nom's on my solo's cause I was paying too much attention to them. Not a good environment for someone "having fun". Sides, I truely would rather rate than be rated, nominate than be nommed. Just me. You guys and gals are the BEST!!. I did put comments on my stuff back on though. A kind and talented muscian on this site was wondering why I took them off. I really didn't have a very good answer for that one. Thanks Paul. Only exception to the above are for those kind enough to do collabs with my stuff. They get whatever they want....:o).
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A Temporary Replacement for the old poem for a week or two....
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An old year withers, a new one sprouts
The people celebrate with spirits and shouts
But is this something so special to learn
Perhaps just a page of a calendar turned
I don’t remember just what I did
One week ago, let alone last April mid
This time, it’s funny it goes all so fast
And never, never seems to ever quite last
The old they yearn of the days back then
The young cry for only the days just how and when
It seems so sad, to wish for much more
Or less is much of the same old kind of bore
If I can be grateful for the breath I just took
The rose I am smelling or the comfort of a good book
Or the taste and the feeling of my lover’s lips a kiss took
I need not try think that my day is mistook
The world is full of turmoil, war and decay
How can I be happy if I look too far away
If I am burdened with unhappy thoughts
I need just to start a brand new day now brought
A second, a minute an hour or two
And my life will change if I just try to do
Something for someone other than me
My soul and my heart are in sweet harmony
If I can live in the moment or day
The blessings that come I can’t even say
Too many lost weeks or months on the vine
Are taken away one day at a time
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