January 14th, 2008 by Linda Jenkinson
- Be careful what you wish for
- For it could soon be yours
- And once you have it in your hand
- You may not want it anymore.
- Be careful what you dream of
- For dreams come true
- And when you wish upon a star,
- That star may fall on you.
- Be careful of putting
- All your hope within your heart
- For hearts can shatter easily
- When dreams fall apart
- Be careful what you wish for
- Think twice before you do.
- For you may find that life is best
- When wishes don’t come true.
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December 23rd, 2007 by Linda Jenkinson
Snowy diamonds falling,
Christmas confetti.
Settling with a hush—
Celebrating peace on earth.
Happy Holidays!
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December 9th, 2007 by Linda Jenkinson
- You and I have the same guiding star,
- That pulls us together wherever we are.
- When the winds of life scheme to force us apart,
- Their plans are foiled from the very start.
- For you and I have the same guiding star.
- What is this power that keeps you so dear
- Whether we’re distant or whether we’re near?
- I thought it was love, but it’s stronger than love.
- The light that guides us shines from one star above.
- Yes, you and I have the same guiding star.
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November 21st, 2007 by Linda Jenkinson
- The morning mist has cleared.
- The clouds have left the sky.
- Its time to wake - begin the day,
- Before it’s just another day
- Gone by the way of many days,
- Another day gone by.
- All I want to say to you,
- All that I believe is true,
- My heart is full,
- My mind is blank
- So I take this time to thank,
- Thank-you just for being here.
- Thank-you love, for staying near
- For putting up with all my ills
- From temper fits to coffee spills.
- For being the balm that soothes the pain,
- The inner pain that puts a strain
- And tries to cloud each day with mist.
- Thank-you my love for all of this
- And more, oh so much more that I could say
- But I will save it, if I may.
- The morning mist has cleared.
- The clouds have left the sky.
- Its time to wake - begin the day,
- Lest it becomes another day
- Gone by the way of many days
- Another day gone by.
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November 6th, 2007 by Linda Jenkinson
- There were clouds in every shade of gray imaginable
- and just one patch of robin’s-egg blue
- showing that there are two sides to everything
- even the autumn sky;
- low slung clouds,
- fringed with the icy tips of impending winter;
- billowing with inner winds that threaten to break through,
- allowing the first pin feathers of snow to cascade to the ground.
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