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Sweet dreams 
by J.D. McKinney

Across green fields gently breezes do blow 
As in clear blue skies the bright sun does glow 
The flowers of spring bloom forth all colors abound 
And the rustle of wind in tall trees the only sound 
As peace envelopes all men's hearts and souls 
Through time and pain we have paid our tolls 
A world of love and eternal light we seek 
A place for the brave and even the meek 
In time we learn that with love it's never too late 
For with love we tempt anything even the gods of fate. 

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Peace
by J.D. McKinney

Flowers at bloom, green fields, birds and bees 
Gentle breezes blowing across hill and through tall trees 
Warm sun, the blue sky, white clouds up high 
Across the plain deer do walk and birds shall fly 
Such beauty to be seen in the blooming of 
a rose 
Like some dream we see when at last we doze 
The fragrance so sweet, the color so pure 
For sorrow and pain it's the miracle cure

J.D. McKinney's poetry
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Winter Nights 
   by Dee Bower

 On winter nights
 as the wind howls outside,
 I snuggle under my blankets
 No warm body by my side.

 I close my eyes
 and think of lovers
 who use to warm me
 under these covers.

 Where are they now?
 Are they alone
 Longing for another
 to keep them warm?

 Do they think about
 The hours we spent
 Holding each other tight,
 Wrapped together in
 Love spoon fashion
 Cuddling through the night?

Those nights were supposed
 to last forever,
Though we knew inside they wouldn't
We loved and said we'd never part
We really thought we couldn't.

 Now winter winds are howling
The ice forms on the trees
My bedroom candles ever glowing,
Light my reverie.

Winter nights depress me
I hibernate to escape them.
I long for spring and warmer nights
To melt the my icy heart within.

I'm not a winter person.
My darker side shows through
My meager insecurities
Expose themselves to you.

I'll find my brighter side
As spring flowers start to bloom
'Til then, I'll snuggle by myself
Alone in my bedroom.

I celebrate being single
When the weather is bright and sunny.
I have the energy to walk or run
and find my insecurities funny.

I'm still the same, warm person
An intelligent, loving woman
I need to realize and remember
Like me, my lover is only human.

I have many cyberlovers
Who cheer me with their notes
But one is very special
Because we share our hopes.

Winter nights are lonely
But your love will keep me strong.
I can get through anything
With you to help me along.
 @Copyright 1997 Deelightful Productions

Imaginings
by Dee Bower

I imagined waking in your arms this morning.
I looked up at your sleeping face.
A look of peace and tranquility was obvious.
Like a little boy finally getting his wish.

I imagined you holding me in your arms
Tightly, our bodies pressed.
Your lips brush mine, so soft and warm,
then moved to kiss my neck.

I imagined your touch as you cupped my breasts,
squeezing and kneading as you suckle them.
My heart pounding with love
Overwhelmed with emotion.

I imagined your skin next to mine, so soft,
firm and warm as we meld together
in a oneness we've been seeking
Is this what we hoped for
Only time will tell.

~~~~~~~

How Many Lovers?
   by Dee Bower

 How many lovers
 Does it take to satisfy you?
 I've given up the others
 I've no right to deny you
 The need to fulfill you fantasies
 To express your needs and desires
 You are a warm, loving, passionate man
 With burning, sexual fires.

 How many lovers
 Does it take to satisfy me?
 Only one
 That one is you.
 You are all I need.

 How many lovers 
 Does it take to make us whole
 Is it many little pieces?
 Or one who fills that role?

 How many lovers
 Does it take to fill the emptiness
 When we must be apart
 Until again that happiness
 Reminds us how to start
 To share our love anew again
 Flesh to flesh, heart to heart.

 I'll be waiting patiently
 For you to come to me
 So I can love you endlessly
 Yet, still let you be free.

 How many lovers
 Will it take 
 Until you realize
 The only lover that you need
 Is right before your eyes.

 @Copyright 1997 Deelightful Productions

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An Angel wrote:

  Many people will walk in and out or your life,
  but only true friends will leave footprints in your heart. 
  To handle yourself, use your head, 
  To handle others, use your heart. 
  Anger is only one letter short of danger. 
  If someone betrays you once, it's his fault. 
  If he betrays you twice, it's your fault. 
  Great minds discuss ideas;
  Average minds discuss events;
  Small minds discuss people.
  God Gives every bird it's food, but He does not throw it into it's  nest. 
 He who loses money, loses much;
 He who loses a friend, loses more; 
 He who loses faith, loses all. 
 Beautiful young people are acts of nature, 
 but beautiful old people are works of art. 
 Learn from the mistakes of others.
 You can't live long enough to make them all yourself. 
 The tongue weighs practically nothing, but so few people can hold it. 
 Friends, you and me..you brought another friend...and then 
 there were 3....we started our group.....Our circle of friends......and 
 like that circle.......there is no beginning........there is no end. 
 And  remember always Forgive!!!!!!! 
 
 


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THE FINAL ANALYSIS
 By:  Robert F Oman 
at Whirlpool-USADCPBJ

  People are often unreasonable,
  Illogical, and self-centered;
  Forgive them anyway.

  If you are kind,
  People may accuse you of selfish ulterior      motives; 
  Be kind anyway.

  If you are successful,
  You will win some false friends and some true enemies; 
  Succeed anyway.

  If you are honest and frank,
  People may cheat you;
  Be honest and frank anyway.

  What you spend years building,
  You may find it could be destroyed overnight; 
  Keep building anyway.

  If you find serenity and happiness, 
  They may be jealous;
  Be happy anyway.

  The good you do today,
  People will often forget tomorrow. 
  Do good anyway.

  Give the world the best you've got anyway. 
  You see, in the final analysis,
  It is between you and God.
  It never was between you and them anyway.

BUTT PRINTS IN THE SAND
-unknown
   One night I had a wondrous dream,
   One set of footprints there was seen,
   The footprints of my precious Lord,
   But mine were not along the shore.

   But then some stranger prints appeared,
   And I asked the Lord, "What have we here?"
   Those prints are large and round and neat,
   "But Lord, they are too big for feet."

   "My child," He said in somber tones,
   "For miles I carried you alone.
   I challenged you to walk in faith,
   But you refused and made me wait."
   "You disobeyed, you would not grow,
   The walk of faith, you would not know,
   So I got tired, I got fed up,
   And there I dropped you on your butt."

   "Because in life, there comes a time,
   When one must fight, and one must climb,
   When one must rise and take a stand,
   Or leave their butt prints in the sand."
 
 



SMILES!
     -unknown

    Smiling is infectious,
       you catch it like the flu, 
    When someone smiled at me today
    I started smiling too.

    I passed around the corner
    and someone saw my grin.
    When he smiled I realized
    I'd passed it on to him .

    I thought about that smile
    then I realized its worth,
     A single smile, just like mine
    could travel round the earth.

    So, if you feel a smile begin,
    don't leave it undetected
    Let's start an epidemic quick,
    and get the world infected!

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THE PARADOX OF OUR TIME
-George Carlin
The paradox of our time in history is that we have taller buildings,
but shorter tempers; wider freeways, but narrower viewpoints.
We spend more, but have less; we buy more, but enjoy it less.
We have bigger houses and smaller families; more conveniences,
but less time; we have more  degrees,  but less sense; more knowledge,
but less judgment; more experts, but  more  problems; more medicine,
but less wellness.
We drink too much, smoke too much, spend too recklessly, laugh too
little, drive too fast, get too  angry too quickly, stay up too late,
get up too tired, read too seldom,  watch TV too much, and pray too seldom.
We have multiplied our possessions, but reduced our values. We talk too
much, love too seldom,  and hate too often. We've learned how to make a
living, but not a life; we've added years to life, not life to years.
We've been all the way to the moon and back, but have trouble crossing
the  street to meet the new neighbor. We've conquered outer space,
but not inner space. We've done larger things, but not better things.
We've cleaned up the air, but polluted the soul. We've split the
atom, but  not  our prejudice. We write more, but learn less. We plan
more, but accomplish less. We've learned to rush, but not to wait.
We build more computers to hold more information to produce more copies
Than ever, but have less communication.
These are the times of fast foods and slow digestion; tall men, and
short character; steep profits, and shallow relationships.  These
are the times of world peace, but domestic warfare; more leisure,
but less fun; more kinds of food, but less nutrition.
These are days of two incomes, but more divorce; of fancier houses,
But broken homes. These are days of quick trips, disposable diapers,
throw-away morality, one-night stands, overweight bodies, and pills that do
everything from cheer to quiet, to kill.
It is a time when there is much in the show window and nothing in
the stockroom; a time when technology can bring this letter to you,
and a time when you can choose either to share this insight, or to
just hit delete.
THE SCULPTOR'S ATTITUDE
Author Unknown
I woke up early today, excited over all I get to do before the clock
strikes midnight.  I have responsibilities to fulfill today. I am important.
My job is to choose what kind of day I am going to have.
Today I can complain because the weather is rainy or... I can be
thankful that the grass is getting watered for free. 
Today I can feel sad that I don't have more money or... 
I can be glad that my finances encourage me to plan
my purchases wisely and guide me away from waste.
Today I can grumble about my health or ... I can rejoice that I am alive.
Today I can lament over all that my parents didn't give me
when  I  was growing up or... I can feel grateful that they allowed me
to be born.
Today I can cry because roses have thorns or ... I can celebrate that thorns
have roses.
Today I can mourn my lack of friends or ... I can excitedly embark
upon a quest to discover new relationships.
Today I can whine because I have to go to work or ... I can shout
for joy because I have a job to do.
Today I can complain because I have to go to school or ... I can
eagerly open my mind and fill it with rich new tidbits of knowledge.
Today I can murmur dejectedly because I have to do housework or...
I can feel honored because the Lord  has provided shelter for my mind, body
andsoul.
Today stretches ahead of me, waiting to be shaped.  And here I am,
the sculptor who gets to do the shaping.
What today will be like is up to me.  I get to choose what kind of day
I will have!
Have a GREAT DAY ... unless you have other plans.
I MAY NEVER SEE TOMORROW
Author Unknown
I may never see tomorrow, there's no guarantee,
And things that happened yesterday belong to history.
I can't predict the future, I can't change the past. 
I have just the present memories to treat as my last. 
I must use this moment wisely, for soon it will pass away,
And be lost forever as a part of yesterday. 
I must exercise compassion, help the fallen to
their feet,
Be a friend unto the friendless, make their life complete.
The unkind things I do today, may never be undone,
And friendships that I fail to win, may never more be won. 
I may not have another chance on bended knees to pray, 
And I thank God with a humble heart for giving me this day!
 
 

DOES IT HAVE TO BE?
by Jacpot

Does it have to be this way, everytime?
Does it have to fall apart, this way?
To expect something, that should not
be expected.
Expectations so high.
Again they fall, from the top of the clouds.
And again the heart grows old.
The life once known,
must begin one more time.
The achievements so soon forgotten,
when people die.
To live for here, now,
is the greatest gift you may recieve.
To live for here,now, 
You won't have to grieve.
But people often forget that they have that gift.
People often think themselves psychic.
Perhaps they all are.
Perhaps...
But to know the here, now,
Is a gift, you may not know it now,
but in time, when  you grow old
you'll think past on things you didn't do.
On things you wanted to do, but were afraid of the
consequences.
It'll all come back in a rush of thought, so save your regrets
for later, and come back to the here, and the now.
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