A lake in Dromineer

Thursday, 14 June 2012

Poem I sing to you

I sing to you

I sing to you as the day is dawning,
Captivating dreams, resplendent and yawning,
Before day breaks, comes emptiness of the soul.
Clutching good friends to my thoughts, to keep me whole.
We have loved and may yet be loved again,
While the warm breath of silken memories remain.

Still there's always hope, though all hope is gone
There's always compassion... if you let it live.

A few humourous quotes,enjoy

If the garbageman calls tell him we don't want any. Groucho Marx

Passionate hatred can give meaning and purpose to an empty life.Eric Hoffer

What's another word for Thesaurus?  Anon

I didn't say it was your fault, I said I was going to blame you. Anon

I enjoyed your book, who wrote it for you?
Darling I am so glad you enjoyed it, who read it for you? Anon

How do you like your eggs in the morning?
Unfertilized. Anon

You are depriving some poor village of an idiot. Anon 

Saturday, 9 June 2012