POOL OF LOVE

I am your pool of love,
Always ready for you to dive in
And swim with me,
To the deepest, darkest corners of my soul.

When I am not with you,
I wait in painful longing,
Hiding my tears in the dew drops
That slowly run down my sides.

When you climb in with me,
I bathe your whole body,
My love caressing you gently
With waters clear and warm.

I am overflowing with emotions for you,
And when I look up through the waves,
Your sunshine sparkles through me,
Creating colorful rainbows in my heart.



By Lori Petersen

DEAR MERRYSOL

So sweet a soul are you my dear
The sweetest loving Sol Ive met.
Like the sweet fragrance of daisies,
Carrying such freshness and charm
You radiate such a lustrous warmth
Of an incomparable love and peace.

Such love my soul has dearly sought
Such peace my soul has found in you.
In sweetness of such soulful love
My heart now welcomes yours to it,
As if two hearts can be destined as one
We find ourselves now to us in love.

Now my dearest Angel Sol,
Lets sip this love that comes from soul,
To cherish and to partake of one
With love, in love from all our being
Deep from our hearts recesses pot.
I cherish you my sweetest Sol.

No Never Again

So many times I stepped aside
Accepted heartbreak with wounded pride
Lowering my head in a humble bow
Made to myself this solemn vow
Saying "No Never Again"
Will this heart allow love in

But time after time I did repent
With the cost greater at each relent
Falling headlong into the next whirlwind
Caught in the gravity of its furious spin
Hit by an uppercut taking it on the chin
Vowing to myself "No Never Again"

Once more love cast its bewitching spells
Head in the clouds and hearing wedding bells
Knowing this time it had to be right
But left alone at the altar a miserable sight
Denied a vow of promise to take
"No Never Again" this vow I make

Forever Yours

baby,

I am forever yours...
you have my heart
and you know what cures my soul
from woe
you make me feel
like I am special and I am real...

you have a way
you have that look
what can I say?
I guess I took a liking to you
that turned to love...
what can I do?
you are above...
any other that I know

you are unique
and I will show you just how much
I want you near
I want your touch
and need you here...
I will not take your love for granted
nor, will I fake that we're enchanted...
because, our love is so intense
it's way above the word immense,
it is so strong
and I can't wait
it won't be long till our next date...
then I will be in ecstasy...
you with me,
endlessly...

forever yours....

By mstlady

A Blue Star In Your Eye

On the wings of an eagle,
My love for you flies.
Soaring higher and higher,
And touching the skies.

I reached up above,
And pulled a star from the sky.
To place it within,
Your precious minds eye.

To dwell there forever,
As my love for you.
On the wings of our love,
Enduring and true.


I honor you my darling,
With all that I am.
Please darling please,
Will you be my man?

There are so many things,
My heart wants to say.
I love you sweetheart,
There is no other way.

By Jo'Lene Tover

Who is it (Sport)

In 1999,
Alex Ferguson foes to the Arsenal training camp and says to Arsene Wenger, "Arsene how come yor players seem so much fitter and sharper than mine?" Arsene replies," well it is because i ask them a question everyday - watch. Dennis come over here" Dennis Bergkamp trots over and says "yes boss". "Dennis it is your fathers son but not your brother, who is it?" "It is me boss" replies Dennis. "Very good, off you go now", retorts Arsene.
Having seen this Alex goes back to Manchester United and calls over David Beckham. "david it is your fathers son but not your brother who is it?" David pauses for a momment and then says, "this is a tricky one gaff can i have the evening to mull it over?" "course you can" replies Alex. So david goes home and thinks i know i willl ring Jaap Stam he seems like a clever lad. so he rings Jaap and says, "Jaap it is your fathers son but not your brother who is it?" Jaap replies, "it is me dave" So dave thanks him and puts the phone down. Next morning David runs over to Alex nad say, "i have got the answer to that question boss, it is Jaap!" Alex frowns and retorts, "NO you stupid fool, it is Dennis Bergkamp!!!"

Don't poke me

These 2 boys snuck out of Church one mourning and there uncle told them if they snuck out of Church again he was going to whop them. The uncle told if they tried to go to sleep he was going to poke them in the side with a neddle . One of them started to go to sleep and the Preacher asked "Who was the Holy Ghost" and the uncle poked him in the side and he jumped up and said "JESUS!". Then the same boy started to go to sleep and the uncle was getting ready to poke him then the Preacher said "Who was put up on the cross?" and the boy jumped up and said "JESUS!". The other boy was faking to go to sleep and the uncle was getting ready to poke him right before the Preacher said "What did Mary say to Joseph befor she got layed?" and the boy jumped up and said "Don't poke me with that thing man

When I Close My Eyes

When I close my eyes
You're all I see
You honestly complete me

When I close my eyes
In the dark of night
I just dream of holding you tight

When I close my eyes
All my problems seem to fade away
You're the only one I see, and that makes me realize everything will be okay

When I close my eyes
I see your face
I can almost feel your warm embrace

When I close my eyes
I see and feel the love you have for me
I'm truly in love with thee


By Andrea Carlon

My Hero

Honey you know how I love you.
I need you forever to stay by me
I will always please you to have me
Never will I stop striving to be your number 1
You teach me how to play the games I love to play
I have no fear when you are near
You guide me through the darkest night
I love you darling
Yes, I do love you
You are my super star
You are always in my imagination
You are always in my thought
You are always in my everything
so you know why I say you are my hero

Please forgive me

sweetheart,
we really can't continue like this
I'm sorry for what I said
I did not mean to hurt you
I know how you felt that day
but please let go of your anger
maybe I should'n have said what I said
maybe I misunderstood you
maybe you misunderstood me
but honey please let's stop fighting
you may not know how hurt I feel
when you are angry with me
please I'm on bended knees
asking for forgiveness
I'm so sorry.

I am sorry.

I am sorry for what I did.
I must of been messed up in the head.

I made a mistake as we all do.
I understand why you're feeling blue.

Will it help if I say that I will never do it again?
Will it help if I admitted to the sin?

I apologize for the tears I caused you to shed.
I am sorry for the times you couldn't sleep in your bed.

I hope you understand that I am being sincere.
I will also understand if you don't want me near.

I am sorry for all your pain.
I am also sorry for all those times
your tears mixed with the rain.


By Eric Persinger

Barber's Shop

A guy sticks his head in the barber shop and asks, "How long before I can get a haircut?" The barber looks around the shop and says, "About two hours." The guy leaves. A few days later, the same guy sticks his head in the door and asks, "How long before I get a haircut?" The barber looks around the shop full of customers and says, "About
two hours." The guy leaves. A week later, the same guy sticks his head in the shop and asks, "How long before I can get a haircut?" The barber looks around the shop an says, "About an hour and half." The guy leaves. The barber looks over at a friend in the shop and says, "Hey Bill, follow that guy and see where he goes." In a little while, Bill comes back into the shop laughing hysterically.
The barber asks, "Bill, where did he go when he left here?" Bill looked up and said, "To your house."


By Madson

Husband Upgrading

Last year I upgraded from Boyfriend 5.0 to Husband 1.0 and noticed that the
new program began making unexpected changes to the accounting software,
severely limiting access to wardrobe, flowers and jewel applications that
operated flawlessly under Boyfriend 5.0

No mention of this phenomenon was included in the product brochure. In addition, Husband 1.0 uninstalls many other valuable programs such as DinnerDancing 7.5, CruiseShip 2.3 and OperaNight 6.1 and installs new undesirable programs such as PokerNight 1.3, SaturdayFootball 5.0, Golf 2.4 and ClutterEverywhere 4.5. Conversation 8.0 no longer runs and invariably
crashes the system. Under no circumstances will it run DiaperChanging 14.1 or HouseCleaning 2.6. I've tried Nagging 5.3 to fix Husband 1.0, but this all purpose utility is of limited effectiveness. Can you help please!!!
Thank you, Jane


Dear Jane,

This is a very common problem women complain about, but is mostly due to a primary misconception. Many people upgrade from BoyFriend 5.0 to Husband 1.0 with no idea that BoyFriend 5.0 is merely an ENTERTAINMENT package. However, Husband 1.0 is an OPERATING SYSTEM and was designed by its creator to run as few applications as possible. Further, you cannot purge Husband 1.0 and return to BoyFriend 5.0 because Husband 1.0 is not designed to do this.
Hidden operating files within your system would cause BoyFriend 5.0 to emulate Husband 1.0, so nothing is gained.

It is impossible to uninstall, delete or purge the program files from the system once installed. Any new program files can only be installed once per year as Husband 1.0 has severely limited memory. Error messages are common and a normal part of Husband 1.0. In desperation to play some of their "old time" favorite applications or to get new applications to work, some women have tried to install BoyFriend 6.0 or Husband 2.0. However, these women end up with more problems than encountered with Husband 1.0. Look in your manual
under "Warnings: Divorce/ChildSupport." You will notice that this program runs very poorly and comes bundled with HeartBreak 1.3. I recommend you keep Husband 1.0 and just learn the quirks of this strange and illogical system.

Having Husband 1.0 installed myself, I might also suggest you read the entire section regarding General Partnership Faults (GPFs) This is a wonderful feature of Husband 1.0 secretly installed by the parent company as an integral part of the operating system. Husband 1.0 must assume all responsibility and ALL faults and problems regardless of root cause. To activate this great feature enter the command "C:\ I THOUGHT YOU LOVED ME".

Sometime Tears 6.2 must be ran simultaneously while entering the command. Husband 1.0 should then run the applications Apologize 12.3 and Flowers/Chococlates 7.8.
"TECH TIP!'"

Avoid excessive use of this feature. Overuse can create additional and more serious GPFs and ultimately YOU may have to give a C:\>II APOLOGIZE command before the system will return to normal operations. Overuse can also cause Husband 1.0 to default to GrumpySilence 2.5 or worse yet, Beer 6.0. Beer 6.0 is a very bad program that causes Husband 1.0 to create FatBelly files and
Snoring Loudly wave files that are hard to delete. Save yourself some trouble by following this tech tip! Just remember, the system will run smoothly and take the blame for all GPFs, but because of this fine feature it can only intermittently run all applications BoyFriend 5.0 ran. Husband 1.0 is a great program, but it does have limited memory and cannot learn new applications quickly. Consider buying additional software to improve performance. I personally recommend HotFood 3.0, Lingerie 5.3 and Patience 10.1. Used in conjunction, these utilities can really help keep Husband1.0
running smoothly. After several years of use Husband 1.0 will become familiar and you will find many valuable embedded features such as FixesBrokenThings 2.1, Snuggling 4.2 and BestFriend 7.6.

A final word of caution DO NOT, under any circumstances, install MotherInLaw 1.0. This is not a supported application and will cause selective shut down of the operating system. Husband 1.0 will run only Fishing 9.4 and Hunting 5.2 until MotherInLaw 1.0 is uninstalled.

I hope these notes have helped. Thank you for choosing to install Husband 1.0 and we here at Tech Support wish you the best of luck incoming years. We trust you will learn to fully enjoy the product!

Stupid Jokes

There were two guys, Bob and Joe. They were the best of rivals. One day they challenged each other to a skydiving competition. Bob jumped out of the plane and deployed his parachute. Joe jumped out of the plane, but his main chute failed. He then pulled the emergency chute, but it failed too. As Joe plummeted to the ground, passing Bob, Bob shouted, "So! You wanna race now!" and took off his parachute.


One day three men were riding in a truck and all of a sudden it brakes down. so they push to a near by farm. So tey knocked on the door and a farmer answered. they asked if he could fix their truck. The farmer said I'll fix it in the morning only if you do me a favore. so they said ok. The next morning the farmer had already fixed their truck. So then the farmer said now you have to do me a favore. He said go out in that field and pick 40 of your favorite fruit. So the first guy comes back with mulberries. The farmer pulled out a gun and said stick them up your butt. So the guy quickly started sticking them up his butt. Then the second guy came back with his 40 cherries. The farmer said stick them up your butt. so the guy stuck them up his butt. when he had 10 more to go he started laughing. The farmer said keep sticking them up your butt. When he had 5 more he started laughing again. The farmer asks finally whats so funny? Then the guy said that guy out there is picking watermelons.

"Ham, pig"?

Joe is stupid, he takes his wife out for an annivesary dinner, he wants to impress her and say and do all the right things.
He observes the couple next to him. The man lifts a sugar shaker towards his wifes cup and says, "sugar, sugar"? Joe thinks this is great and continues to listen around the dining room.
Another table over Joe observes the following. A man spoons out some honey out of a bowl for his wife and asks, "Honey, honey"? Again Joe thinks this is good stuff.
Finaly, he decides to try out the suave conversation going on around him. He cuts off a piece of his meat, stares longingly into his young wifes eyes and says:
"Ham, pig"?

my vow of love

As I take this walk today
There is one thing I wish to say
Without you standing here by me
I know not where I would be
Walking toward you, dressed in lace
A loving expression across your face
Friends to lovers to parents in one
You make my life so much fun
Nobody can love you more than I
All they want, they can try
Forsaking all others I will do
No one loves me quite like you
I will close this with one thing to say
To love and cherish you more every day

Your Kisses...

Hmm…….
Imagination, Deprivation,Starvation,
Hunger.Intense hunger,
I've been deprived of your kisses
I miss them so much,
Right now, I could kill for a kiss
Just one kiss,
All I can do is remeber and
I remember well that
You could kiss-and kiss, and kiss,
And that used to get me high,
Wet kisses that turned me on,
Yeah man, right on.
You probably don't know this
But I used to turn completely weak
When you kissed me
Yeah I did,
Weak and hot and shaky
And then hotter and weaker and more shaky
And I could not breathe too well
And then I could not find enough of you touch
And I ached and burned in places that definitely
Felt good when they ached and burned
My oh my…………………………..

I just can't wait

By Angel

Lovers Delight

Lovers delight beneath the starlight, my lover and me so in love and free.
He pulls me into the strength of his arms and his hot deep breath blows me away.
I am weak in the knees, drinking in the passion
of his kiss that goes right through me.
I feel like the morning dew and then like the pouring rain, as his body like the warmth of a blanket covers me.
I feel the shelter of his love and I cannot catch my breath.
A tremble deep within me is gathered in his caress.
What a delight beneath the starlight, My lover and me.

Our Beautiful Love

We see the beauty of our love
Shining so bright in our eyes
As our hearts seem to fly
Is this love sent from above
The gentle caring of your touch
Is what I cherish day and night
When we're together side by side
For me it truly feels just right
So my love for you I'll not hide
I love you is all I can say
This love will never go away

Take my heart

Upon the walls of thine heart I touch
with the living petals of mine olive
that its oily stars upon thee shine much
that its saintly fruits, glory to you arrive!

Here is the olive branch
I plucked it off mine heart
here is my olive branch
accept it right in thy heart!
till thy heart and plant it -
watch it, water it; weed it,
nip it, nest it; nurse it;
most of all harvest it
and let it be mine,
and I will be thine!



By Chigbu Uchendu

.. My Love ..

My love is deeper than the ocean
My love is for you
My love is here day and night
My love is here for you
My love is here whenever you need it because it's for you.
My love for you is like all four seasons of the year
But you always make me bloom never fall
My love is like sunshine on a cloudy day
Cause baby when it's cold outside you and I got each other
And Our love well last forever!



created by J carles

Computer Jokes

There was a man who went outside to mow his lawn and why he was mowing it his really pretty,blond neighbor came out of her house opened her mailbox looked in and then slammed the mailbox door shut.Then She went back in the house.About five minutes later she came back out opened her mailbox looked in and slammed the mailbox door shut.Then about another five minutes later she came back out opened her mailbox looked in and slammed the mailbox door extra hard.So her neighbor said"What's the matter?" She replied"My stupid computer keeps saying I got mail!"


Bill Gates' Eternity

Bill Gates dies and goes to hell. Satan greets him, "Welcome Mr. Gates,
we've been waiting for you. This will be your home for all eternity. You've
been selfish, greedy and a big liar all your life. Now, since you've got me
in a good mood, I'll be generous
and give you a choice of three places in which you'll be locked up forever."

Satan takes Bill to a huge lake of fire in which millions of poor souls are
tormented and tortured.

He then takes him to a massive colosseum where thousands of people are
chased about and devoured by starving lions.

Finally, he takes Bill to a tiny room in which there is a beautiful young
blonde with an alluring look on her face, sitting at a table on which there
is a bottle of the finest wine. To Bill's delight, he sees a PC in the
corner. Without hesitation, Bill says "I'll take this option."

"Fine," says Satan, allowing Bill to enter the room.

Satan locks the room after Bill. As he turns around, he bumps into Lucifer.

"That was Bill Gates!" cried Lucifer. "Why did you give him the best place
of all?"

"That's what everyone thinks," snickered Satan. "The bottle has a hole in it
and the girl hasn't."

"What about the PC?"

"It's got Windows 95!" laughed Satan. "And it's missing three keys."

"Which three?"

"Control, Alt and Delete."



Bill Gates dies, GOD says to him,"You have your choice of going to Heaven or going to Hell." Bill Gates first visits Hell, when he arrives, he sees that everyone is happy. The sun is shining,the hills are covered green with grass, people are singing and dancing, children are laughing and playing. "This looks like a nice place to spend eternity", Bill says. Bill then visits Heaven and finds that the people are very unhappy. Some of the people there are being tortured, others are hard at work lifting and moving heavy boulders. There is nothing but fire and brimstone for as far as the eye can see. "Screw this",he says,"I'm going back to Hell!" But when he goes back to Hell, there is fire and brimstone,people are being tortured,while others move and lift boulders. Just then, Bill sees SATAN and hurries over to him. "Hey," Bill asks,"what happened? The last time I was here everyone was so happy." SATAN says, "Oh, that was just our screen saver."

Memories of You (True story)

I close my eyes and return to the beach each night as I go to sleep.

I often sit alone on an overturned, weather-beaten boat,
long abandoned by its skipper,
remembering when we were so in love and happy to be here together.
I sit leafing through the many memories
we've made together that brought us to where we are today.

It seems like so long ago.

The island ambience was of love.

For more than fifteen months. . . every night. . .
I brought you with me to the beach.
I feel lost without you. It seems strange not having you here with me now.

You left your bodyprint in the sand, beside my own.
I loved seeing you next to me.

The fragrance of wild flowers was in the air this morning and
once more I thought of you.
I often picked wild flowers for your hair and surprised you with a fresh bouquet. . .
blessed with love.

Yesterday, while walking along the beach,
I found a discarded lavender orchid you once wore in your hair.
I reached down to pick it up and when I touched it,
I could not hold back the tears.

I miss being with you.





Remnants of a windblown sandcastle brought on another
fond memory of being with you.
We played together for hours building that castle -- like
two kids again -- while the gentle sea breeze cooled our sun-kissed bodies.

I remember kissing your tanned shoulders. . . your neck. . .
your lips and the passionate love
making that followed. . . in the sun. . . beside the castle.
I tasted the salt from the mist of the ocean on your soft,
warm breasts as our hot bodies again found each other.

Later, in the quiet of the late afternoon,
we worked to rebuild the castle guardhouse
that was partially crushed as we rolled in
the white sand during the heat of our passion.

You were my island princess. I gave my heart to you that day.

I thought we would be together forever.





Once, while together on the beach,
we carved our names on the trunk of a palm tree.
Its trunk came briefly out of the sand,
grew easterly over the water's edge to
form a place for two weary lovers to sit,
then stood tall to cast a small shadow
near our favorite place for making love.

The weather has taken its toll on our art work in the sun,
and while it is more difficult to see now, the love we knew,
once crafted with passion, is emblazoned forever as a
memory of happier times past.

My daily inspiration came from watching you maintain
a healthy body with your early morning runs.
I loved to watch you running barefoot in the sand,
wearing nothing but your smile; the beads of sweat glistening in the sun. . .
running down your back to the dimples on your shapely buns of steel.

Following your run, you always came to me, breathless. . .
then came the lingering embrace. . .
two lovers content to be in each others arms. . . close together. . .
in a continuous dance of love along the beach.
"Oh, how I loved you."

Coconut shells abandoned along the path reminded me
of a barefoot inner-island journey taken hand-in-hand.
We were so in love. That was the day you fed me berries
you had picked near the pool of clear water
beneath our very own private waterfall.

I remember once while you were sleeping in the sun,
I gently placed a small leaf over the nakedness between your thighs.
The sun did it's work that day.
For several days you carried with you
the sun's imprint of what looked like
your very own fig leaf on your beautiful bronze body.

I loved to watch you lying in the sun;
wearing nothing but your tan;
your beach-brown body against the pure white sand;
the sand clinging to your thighs with the closeness
we used to experience while making love.

I miss the many times we roamed the beach searching
for driftwood for our late-night bonfires near the waters edge.
The stack of driftwood we gathered together is almost gone.

I often stare into the flames and only see your face.
Being with you by the fire somehow always rekindled our passion.

It's lonely by the fire without you.

Alone, resting beneath a coconut tree,
I can hear the sea crashing on the rocks,
and on occasion, between the crashing,
when all is still, I can still hear your soft voice whisper,
"I love being here with you."

I hear your voice as if you were right next to me.
And when I do, I am again overcome with sadness.

I miss you so.

I realize that the voice I hear only comes from memory;
it is only something I want to happen and it is not likely I will ever hear your voice
say those words again. I really am only dreaming. . .
a saddening realization.

I don't need to hear what you don't want to say.

You were the warm, tropical breeze in my sails.
When you told me you wanted to see others. . . something happened. I felt dead in the water.
At that moment, a part of us slowly began to die.

On my own, I did everything I could to keep our love alive.
I have discovered this to be an impossible task for only one.

One is such a lonely number.

I began to find it difficult to be with you at the beach.
I could imagine us both here, lying in our special place in the sun. . .
and then you would disappear. . .
the vision of you would slowly fade from view and I was again alone.

At the time, I did my best
to let you know how very much I loved you.
I loved you with a passion
I allowed no other lover to know.

I once believed our love was strong enough to weather any storm.

It only rained once on our make believe island paradise
while we were there together. Not a heavy rain. . .
a light, graceful, yet brief shower.

I remember the rain in your hair. . .
making love in the moistness of the freshly fallen rain. . . oh,
so slow. . . and easy. . . and wet. . . and wild.

I remember watching as the rain created
that tiny pool of water in your navel. . .
your body glistened as the sun would
occasionally peak from behind the cotton clouds.

The rain saturated our bodies with its wetness and the sand. . .
the white sand covered our hot naked bodies with its rain-fresh coolness.

You were my sunshine.

It rained again today.
The clouds cast a giant shadow on our paradise for two.

With it, the rain brought sadness; sadness of remembering the rhythm
of the rain on the palm trees and the intimate rhythm pattern
we discovered the very last time we made love on the island.

The sun may never shine again for us.

With you so far away; with no sign of encouragement from you,
I am learning that I can't be in a relationship with you
when there is only me holding on all by myself.
You are no longer there for me to hold on to.

I'm tired. It takes more strength than I have to hold on.

I can no longer seem to keep you here with me.
It is like watching someone you love so much slowly vanish into nothingness.

At first it disturbed me that I was not able to hold you in mind
long enough to really be with you. . . like old times.

No longer.

It's time I let go. I can no longer torment myself,
not even if only in my imagination.
I can no longer bring you back to our island of love,
knowing this is not where you really want to be.

I can't bring myself to see you here with me anymore.
In reality, I know you want to be here, yet you are afraid.
Bringing you here with me in my imagination is only
pretending that things are okay when I know they are not.

I am through pretending.

I am angry about your obsession with holding on to fear.

I believe that more than anything you want to be loved,
yet you are afraid of the commitment that goes with
being loved because you are afraid of being hurt again.

And because you are afraid of being hurt again, you most certainly will.

Being in a forever love relationship anchored in
unconditional love may require more courage than you can muster.

Courage is no more and no less than being willing
to take the first step while you are still afraid.

You've been so busy being afraid,
maybe you have forgotten what it was like when we were in love. . .
or maybe you have forgotten how much we ever loved each other. . .
or that we ever really did love each other.

There is no longer any room on our island
for anyone whose fear is stronger than their love.
Only once has anger reared its ugly head on our island.
I vow it never will again.

Recently it expressed itself visibly. In anger,
I took a piece of driftwood and erased the spot
where your body had left its sandprint next to mine.
With my help, a giant palm leaf made smooth the spot where you used to lay.

And then there was only one.

I have always believed that if you hold the vision long enough,
it will come true. I still believe that.
And yet, I cannot seem to hold the vision of you here with me.
I remember once saying, "As long as I have the dream,
it will always be to soon to say goodbye."

The passage of time does some crazy things to your mind.
It is my greatest enemy. With time, the dream slowly fades. . .
it loses it's power. Time raises doubts, fears and more.

There comes a time when I must, for my own peace of mind, let go.

It used to be that our footprints, side by side,
were visible all over the beach and, when followed,
would take us nowhere. . .
except back into each other's arms.

The night wind, after high tide, is forever doing its work
to dismiss the memory of your presence here with me.
Most of our footprints have fallen victim to the shifting sands.
The wind is slowly erasing evidence that you were ever here with me.

I have come to the realization that to hold on to someone
who does not want to be held is no longer something I can do.

It takes no strength to let go. It should be easy. It isn't.

I love you, that's why.

I shared all the love I had for you in my heart. It was pure,
unconditional love and the distance you have created between us tells me it wasn't enough.

So. . . alone once more. . . I will again roam the beach,
breathe the fresh air of the island, soak up some sun,
feel the mist from the ocean waves and miss you so very much.

I will carry the scars of the pain of our separation on my heart forever.
I will be protective of them for a while because my hurt is still to near the surface.

Time heals all wounds.

Just when I think I am past the point of remembering,
something happens to bring the pain out again.
It is normal to rediscover pain I thought I had handled.
It takes time.

In my solitude, I find that even the tiniest traces of hurt
can balloon to tremendous dimensions.
It is then that I understand that memories often rise
to the surface to be clarified and tenderly touched before they can be put away.

Each day I will work to become courageous enough
to meet them face to face and not give them life to influence my every thought.
I will be patient with myself and that is most likely the hardest part of healing.

I would like to think that if I could have one last, big cry of release,
I would be okay. . . but I already did that. . . several times.

Recently I have spent my leisure time caring for a seagull with a broken wing.
On occasion, she feeds from my hand. She sleeps on a nest of straw several feet from where you used to lay.

I suspect that it was no accident that we found each other at this time.
We have become very close. I often talk to her about you,
relating tales of our adventures together on our island paradise.

She knows I miss you. I can seldom recall memories of being with you without tears.

She cocks her head, first to the right, ruffles her feathers,
struts around a bit, then cocks her head to the left as if to acknowledge my pain.

She will be ready to move on in another few days. I call her Freedom. I will miss her.

I see the healing of the hurt and the letting go of our relationship
as a final rite of passage from what was to what's next.

Finding myself again is more important than ever for me now.

I can no longer be in limbo. I must get on with my life!

The tide turns. . . it always does.

The waves splash differently on the rocks along the beach each day.

Nothing stays the same. And we will be better for it. . .
although it doesn't feel that way right now.

I must not wait for life to make things better.
I prefer it to be my choice. When change comes from choice, I make way for a new miracle to occur.

You were my first choice. You were my miracle.

Often, in the distance I see you walking toward me on the beach.
The closer you come, the more the vision of you fades, until when you are close enough for me to reach out and touch. . .
you disappear.

My island paradise will never be the same without you.

"God, how I miss you!"

The songbirds of the island miss you. They sing a song of prayer for your return.
Their songs are less frequent now.

The dolphins we once watched, dancing playfully in the open sea,
now only occasionally surface to, in passing, nod as if to acknowledge you are no longer here with me.
At night, when I am near slumber, in the distance, I can hear their mournful cries.

I will never bring another to this island. . . another island, perhaps. . . never this one.

Perhaps with the passage of time,
I will seek other romantic adventures on other islands.
There is another small island south of here that is available for discovery.

Now, I must be content to be alone again, insatiably curious about
how long the complete healing of my hurt will take.

I miss not having you with me on the beach.
There is an empty spot in my life. . . just your size.

I always wanted us to be forever together, writing pages upon pages of memories
we could remember together tomorrow.

I remember quiet, loving moments with you; memories of pure gold. . .
and if it were possible, I would reach back in time,
take your hand once more and do it all again.

Someday. . . perhaps you may again thirst for the kind of love we once knew.

Look for me. I'll be on the beach.

You may find me on our island or on some distant isle. . .
alone or seeking some new romantic adventure. . . nevertheless, look for me.

You are a part of me. You will live on in my heart forever.

I will love you always.

Farewell, my love.

Nun's ass is free

A preacher wanted to raise money for his church and on being told that there was a fortune in horse racing,decided to purchase one and enter it in the races. However at the local auction, the going price for horses was so high that he ended up buying a donkey instead. He figured that since he had it, he might as well go ahead and enter it in the races. To his surprise, the donkey came in third! The next day the local paper carried this headline:
PREACHER'S ASS SHOWS
The preacher was so pleased with the donkey that he entered it in the race again, and this time it won. The paper read:
PREACHER'S ASS OUT IN FRONT
The Bishop was so upset with this kind of publicity that he ordered the preacher not to enter the donkey in another race.The paper headline read:
BISHOP SCRATCHES PREACHER'S ASS
This was too much for the Bishop, so he ordered the preacher to get rid of the donkey. The preacher decided to give it to a nun in a nearby convent. The paper headline the next day read:
NUN HAS BEST ASS IN TOWN
The Bishop fainted. He informed the nun that she would have to get rid of the donkey, so she sold it to a farmer for $10.00. Next day the headline read:
NUN SELLS ASS FOR $10.00
This was too much for the Bishop, so he ordered the nun to buy back the donkey, lead it to the plains where it could run wild and free. Next day, the headline in the paper read:
NUN ANNOUNCES HER ASS IS WILD AND FREE
The Bishop was buried the next day.

My big fatty........

One day there was a lady she won the lottery so she said "I'll by a mansion" so she went to the real estate shop she said "I'll by a mansion" she got her mansion and said "the first thing i here today i'll name my mansion" so she was walkin to the store and she heard a horse bite a mans butt and he said "get off my big fat hairy ass" so she named "her mansion my big fat hairy butt" so 4 days after she said "I want a cat" so she went to the pet store and bought a cat she said the first thing i see today i'll name my cat so se was walking back from the store and she saw a crack so she named her cat crack the very next year her cat got stolen and the police came and said "where did you look?" and she said "i lokked on my big fat hairy butt and i couldn't find my crack!!

Missing you so

When winds are blowing outside
And the trees all sort of bending
I am missing you my love
On you I am depending
For you to come to me
And for us to be together
Being with each other
No matter what the weather
Whether it is rain or shine
I want just to be with you
You will be my rainbow
When the sun comes shining through
I love the way you tell me
How much you love me so
And when I finally get to you
I'll never let you go
I've been waiting for the time to come
And I want you to know
I will never leave you dear
because I love you so
We'll hold on to that dream
That one day will come true
We'll then be together always
Then I'll no longer be missing you

"I LOVE YOU ALWAYS"

Lawsuit in heaven

there was a lawyer who died and went to hell as all lawyers do. there he met tons of other lawyers who were tired of the pain in hell. they were tired of not having any fun things to do. then all of a sudden they heard a loud music from a party going on in the next room, which apparently was a heaven. they were all eager to look and find out what is going on. so the recent lawyer who had joined them in hell came up with an idea. he drilled one hole for each lawyer in the wall, large enough to stick their head out of so they can atleast watch the party. They constantly watched the good people party and enjoy their time in heaven everyday. then after some time the good people got tired of these lawyers watching them the whole time. they went up to the wall and told the lawyers to quit doing that. but, the same thing kept happening day after day. then finally the good people told them lawyers, that if they don't stop it they will file a lawsuit against them in the court of jesus. all the lawyers started laughing. this totally pissed the good people off. they asked them what the hell were they laughing at? then all of a sudden a voie came from the hell side...."where are you going to find a lawyer to defend you?"

Statue of a lawyer

One Day a man is walking in San Francisco's Chinatown, and takes a turn down a srange looking alley, he comes to a strange store. The Man Goes into it and begins just looking around, but then he sees a Gold mouse statue and he dicides to purcase this Gold mouse statue. He walkes up to the clerk and says, "I would like to purchase this Gold Statue", the Clerk says, It is $20.00 for the statue and another $1,000.00 for the story behind it". But the man refuses the story and gives the man $20.00. He walkes out of the store, and begins walking back to San Francisco, when he notices that there is 3 mice following him, he thinks nothing of it so he continues walking. So, about 5 minutes later there are Thousands of mice following him, so he takes off running and the mice are right on him, so, he runs toward the Warf, and as he reaches the edge, he throws the Gold Mouse Statue into the warf. All the mice follow the statue into the warf. So, after they are all dead, he goes back to the Shop. He walkes in, and the clerk asks him "So, came back for the story, Huh?" The man replies"No, I wanted to know if you had a Gold Statue of a Lawyer?"

Emotions

The thought of you going away
has not sat with me with very well
You will me missed more than you know
and beyond what words could ever tell

I've been keeping my feelings a secret
but the pain hurts so bad inside
I want to say that I will get over you
and act as if tears for you I've never cried

Doing this is not possible however
and without you I never wanted to be
In spite of our past ups and downs
you will always mean the world to me

Only a short time remains before you leave
I only wish there was something I could do
It can only be hoped you know how much I care
and how much in love I am with you

In leaving, you will take a part of me with you
and inside of your heart is where I hope to be
Please just grant me this one request
that you will every so often think of me

Precious Moments

I'm thankful each and everyday
that our paths crossed this way
For the times we get to share
that show how much we care

Into your heart and into mine
a welcomed friendship to shine
On this path that we've crossed
when two souls were feeling lost

I'm honored to be your friend
it's a bouquet of flowers I send
showing you how much I care
that you are always right there

Into my heart you will always be
I'm so glad God sent you to me
The path that was meant for two
A path God chose for me and you

For all the times we share together
I'm glad it's you and no one other
Precious moments I guard so dear
I'm blessed to have you right here

Joys of frienship

friends come and go
but you have come to stay,
when we are together
my heart fills with so much joy
it's an unusual feeling
but who said nomality mattered
especially with a friend like you
I pray I never lose you
I pray that we never part ways
because we're part of each other
I love you my friend

Marital advice

A young couple decided to wed. As the big day approached, they grew apprehensive. Each had a problem they had
never before shared with anyone, not even each other. The Groom-to-be, overcoming his fear, decided to ask his
father for advice. He said,
"Father, I am deeply concerned about the success of my marriage. I love my fiancée, very much, but you see,
I have very smelly feet, and I'm afraid that my future wife will be put off by them."

"No problem," said dad, "all you have to do is wash your feet as often as possible, and always wear socks, even to
bed."

Well, to him this seemed a workable solution.

The bride-to-be, overcoming her fear, decided to take her problem up her mom. She said,
"Mom, when I wake up in the morning my breath is truly awful."

"Honey," her mother consoled, "everyone has bad breath in the morning."

"No, you don't understand. My morning breath is so bad, I'm afraid that my new husband will not want to sleep in
the same room with me."

Her mother said simply,
"Try this. In the morning, get straight out of bed, and head for the bathroom and brush your teeth. The key is,
not to say a word until you've brushed your teeth. Not a word,"

Well, she thought it was certainly worth a try.

The loving couple were finally married in a beautiful ceremony. Not forgetting the advice each had received, he
with his perpetual socks and she with her morning silence, they managed quite well. That is, until about 6 months
later.

Shortly before dawn, the husband wakes with a start to find that one of his socks had come off. Fearful of the
consequences, he frantically searches the bed. This, of course, woke his bride and without thinking, she
immediately asks,
"What on earth are you doing?"

"Oh, no!" he gasped in shock, "You've swallowed my sock!"

"I can see Cleary"

John and Lorraine had been dating each other for years and were getting bored of each other. They became like a married couple, nagging and sarcasm in all their conversations. One day John met a girl named Cleary. She was pretty, smart and funny and John longed to break up with Lorraine and date Cleary but he couldn't. Then one day Lorraine was walking along the side of a river when she fell in and drowned. When John heard the news he was so happy he sang "I can see Cleary now, Lorraine is gone!"

DON'T FUCK WITH HIM

Jimmy went to school and when he got there the teacher asked
them "To tell a story ,that had happened to them, with a moral."
A girl raised her hand and said "I was making cerel and I spilled
milk." My mom told me "There is no use in crying over spilled milk."
The teacher responded "That was good,any one else." Jimmy told her his story
"My father was in the army with several Yankees on his a**;he killed 5 with the
shotgun,3 with the bowie knife on the end of the gun,and he still had 3
more to kill.He toke out his wiskie bottle drank it and the killed
the rest."The teacher replied "Thats an awful story Jimmy what happens
to be the moral." Jimmy said "Don't FUCK with my father when he is drunk."

Wifey Installation

I am desperate for some help. I recently upgraded
from Girlfriend 7.0 to Wife 1.0 and found that the
new program began unexpected child processing
and also took up a lot of space and valuable
resources. This wasn't mentioned in the product
brochure. In addition, Wife 1.0 installs itself into
all other programs and launches during system initialisation where it monitors all other system activity. Applications such as Boys NightOut2.5
and Footie5.3 no longer run and crash the system whenever selected. Attempting to operate
Saturdav rugby6.3 always fails Saturday
Shopping7.1 runs instead. I cannot seem to keep
Wife 1.0 in the background whilst attempting to
run any of my favourite applications. I am
thinking about going back to Girlfriend 7.0 but de-install doesn't work on this program. Can you
please help.
Joe Dear Joe, This is a very common problem resulting from a basic misunderstanding. Many men upgrade
from Girlfriend 7.0 to Wife 1.0 thinking that Wife1.0 is merely a UTILITIES & ENTERTAINMENT
program. Whereas Wife 1.0 is an OPERATING
SYSTEM designed by its creator to run everything.
You are unlikely to be able to purge Wife 1.0 and still convert back to Girlfriend7.0 as Wife1.0 is not
designed to do this and it is impossible to de-install, delete or purge the program files from the system once installed.
Some people have tried to install Girlfriend 8.0 or Wife 2.0 but have ended up with even more problems. (See
in manual under Alimony/Child support and solicitors
fees). Having wife 1.0 installed myself I recommend
you keep it installed and deal with the difficulties as best you can. When any faults or problems occur, whatever you think has caused them,
you must run the C:\ I APOLOGISE program and
avoid attempting to use the 'Esc' key. It may be necessary to run C:\ I APOLOGISE a number of times
but hopefully eventually the operating system will return to normal.
Wife 1.0 although a very high maintenance program
can be very rewarding. To get the most out of it consider buying additional software such as Flowers
2.0 and Chocolates 5.0. Do not under any
circumstances install Secretary 2.6 with Short Skirt capabilities as this is not a supported application for Wife 1.0 and the system will almost certainly crash. Remember Wife 1.0 is open to unlimited browsing
whereas Girlfriend 7.0 most likely operates on Pay-As-You-Go platform.
>Best of luck<
Tech Support

Take Me Back

You were my life
you wanted me to be your wife
even in times of strife
I couldn't see how much you meant to me
now I'm begging oh baby please
take me back
while I'm on one bending knee
you said my love was the only fee
now I'm hoping your heart has a key
so you can
take me back
and let me be your wifey

A True Friend

A True friend is someone who is there for you when you're in trouble or when you need a shoulder to cry on.
A True friend is someone who sticks up for you when someone runs you down.
A true friend is someone who likes you for who you are and not judging your looks or background or where you came from.
A true friend is someone like you.
Thank you for being a true friend

Your Months

JANUARY

. Ambitious and serious.
. Loves to teach and be taught.
. Like to criticize
. Hardworking and productive.
· Smart, neat and organized.
· Sensitive and has deep thoughts.
· Knows how to make others happy.
· Highly attentive.
· Romantic but has difficulties in expressing love.
· Loves children.
· Loyal

FEBRUARY

· Intelligent and clever.
· Temperamental.
· Quiet, shy and humble.
· Honest and Loyal.
· Loves Freedom.
· Too sensitive and easily hurt.
· Dislikes unnecessary things.
· Daring and stubborn.
· Ambitious and Determined.
· Loves entertainment and leisure.
· Romantic on the inside not outside.

MARCH

· Attractive personality.
· Affectionate.
· Naturally honest, generous and sympathetic.
· Loves peace and serenity.
· Loves to serve others.
· Not easily angered.
· Trustworthy.
· Appreciative and return kindness.
· Observant and assess others.

APRIL

· Active and dynamic.
· Strong mentality.
· Friendly and solves people’s problems.
· Adventurous.
· Loving and caring.
· Suave and generous.
· Emotional.
· Revengeful.
· Aggressive.
· Good memory.

MAY

· Strong-Willed and highly motivated.
· Attracts others and loves attention.
· Beautiful physically and mentally.
· Easily consoled.
· Loves to dream.
· Understanding
· Good Imagination.
· Good debating skills.
· Loves literature and the arts.
· Loves travelling.
· Hardworking.

JUNE

· Easily influenced by kindness.
· Has lot of ideas.
· Sensitive.
· Choosy and always want the best.
· Loves to joke.
· Talkative.
· Friendly.
· Loves to dress up.
· Easily bored.
· Executive.

JULY

· Fun to be with.
· Quiet unless excited or tensed.
· Takes pride in oneself.
· Easily consoled.
· Honest.
· Concerned about people’s feelings.
· Friendly.
· Sentimental.
· Dislikes nonsensical and unnecessary things.
· Strong sense of sympathy.
· Hardworking.

AUGUST

· Loves to joke.
· Attractive.
· Brave and fearless.
· Observant.
· Careful and cautious.
· Thinks quickly.
· Independent thoughts.
· Romantic.
· Loving and caring.
· Loves to make friends.

SEPTEMBER

· Sensitive.
· Lives to criticize.
· Quiet but able to talk well.
· Calm and cool.
· Kind.
· Concerned and detailed.
· Trustworthy, loyal and honest.
· Good memory.
· Clever and knowledgeable.
· Understanding.
· Choosy especially in relationships.

OCTOBER
· Loves to chat.
· Inner and physical beauty.
· Does not like or pretend.
· Sympathetic.
· Treats friends importantly.
· Easily hurt but recovers easily.
· Bad tempered.
· Seldom helps unless asked.
· Very optional.
· Emotional.

NOVEMBER
· High abilities.
· Difficult to fathom.
· Unique and brilliant.
· Careful and cautious.
· Secretive.
· Stubborn and hard-hearted.
· Determined.
· Motivated oneself.
· Does not appreciate praises.
· Not romantic but durable.

DECEMBER
· Loyal and generous.
· Impatient and hasty.
· Ambitious.
· Influential in organizations.
· Fun to be with.
· Loves to be loved.
· Not pretending.
· Takes high pride in oneself.
· Loves to joke.
· Changing personality.

You fed me with your love

I was but a bud
On a spindly branch
Waiting for my latent powers
To break free...
Then from nowhere
Or at least so it seemed,
you appeared
and started
to take care of me
and care about me
Like a chameleon
you changed.
you would be the sun when warmth
was what I needed
As I became thirsty
for nourishment
you became my rain.
You nurtured me
and I blossomed.
You protected me
from frosty thoughts
and words, that
I sometimes heard
and I hurt.
You made me warm
and I smiled.
you dried my tears
with your love.
Whilst feathered
beings
were learning to fly
and had to seek
nourriture
You fed me with your love.
you beckoned for the sun to shine.
Some might say
I am full grown
My petals full blown
and yet when darkness falls
with the speed of light
You ARE THERE FOR ME