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    So I have been looking for some old friends. Finally found them (the internet is amazing) and am back in touch with them. She is doing well and her daughter is so grown up and amazingly talented. She's a cutie too. Gonna be trouble now that the guys are poking around too. So I am heading to hang out for a day or two with them, maybe try ice skating again and will be off line for a couple of days it looks like. Hope you guys have a great new years. See ya' next year. (unless I come up with something important to say)
    The Christ was born this sacred day
    Rejoice hallelujah
    The bells ring out and angels wing
    Rejoice hallelujah
    The choirs voice of Seraphim
    Rejoice hallelujah
    Sing to His Glory the King of Kings
    Rejoice hallelujah

    and this one:

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    Raise a glass my dear old friends
    Raise a toast on high
    For Our holy day is here at last
    Christmas Day is nigh
    The day of our own saviors birth
    Redemptions promise born
    Our lives are now made whole again
    Our souls no longer torn
    Everlasting life is ours
    Birthed upon a cross
    While in this life we may know death
    It’s not the final loss
    His life He gave so you may live
    No greater love can be
    Accept that love with open arms
    And heaven you will see
    “Does love exist?” asked the wizened old man
    who sat at the bar next to me
    “I love this beer” I quickly shot back
    “What other love could there be?”
    “The love” he says “that grabs your heart.
    The kind that won’t let go
    A love that passes on thru death
    And lives forever you know”
    Says I “that love lives not in this world friend,
    I’m certain it is gone”
    “Then come with me” the old man bade
    “We won’t be gone too long”
    He walked me thru the baby ward
    where a mother held her new child
    And in her eyes I saw a pure love
    which I knew would last more than awhile
    He took me to the mission inn
    where homeless go to eat
    The serving man behind the counter
    had rags wrapped round his feet
    “Old man” I said “should you not be
    the one receiving this fare?”
    He smiled a mostly toothless grin
    and said “look over there”
    I looked to where his ladle showed
    a family huddled close
    With their meals laid out in front of them
    offering up a toast
    “To God” they said,
    “as He provides for those who need the aid”
    To men who help with rag wrapped feet
    his thanks he simply bade
    Next we went to the grave yard where
    an old widow knelt in the dirt
    Cleaning the stone laid atop her dear mate
    even though her aged knees surely hurt…
    He took me aside to a mountaintop
    where three crosses stood side by side
    And showed me the spot on Jerusalems soil
    where for all our sins He did die…
    “You see the love that burns beyond our petty lives,
    you cannot deny its flame”
    And in the shadow of that cross
    I hung my head in shame…
    The love that burns brightest is the hardest to grab, its for this love He did die…
    And I saw the love burn
    and I felt my redemption
    And in the bright darkness I cried….


    Merry Christmas. May God hold you in the palm of his hand. And to all our soldiers not able to make it home this season (snaks this one is for you) Thank you.
    goes out...cuz it aint me shoveling snow....everything happens for a reason....
    It's snowing here....in the desert...been snowing since about dawn and gonna keep on for many many more hours....take your global warming and shove it ya lying sack...
    The last time I lived in this damnable desert here's what I got in November;





    Now I wake up to this;







    Only four days to Solstice....can't wait for summer....
    I watched you walk away today
    To go back to his arms
    Our time here is so fleeting now
    We must not raise alarms
    But one day soon the time will come
    When you can run away
    And I’ll be waiting for your love
    Just as I was today


    This one is completely her fault....I think

    Hearts Revival

    He sat alone within the crowd
    Which wandered past his chair
    He felt invisible to all
    Seeming not to care
    He sat alone within the crowd
    Which bustled gaily by
    To watch the world over his cup
    While letting his soul die
    Most e’ery day ‘twas just like this
    He sat alone to see
    The never-ending mumbling mass
    Of rank humanity
    His soul was black within his chest
    His heart was full of dread
    With every dawn his anger grew
    At not waking up dead
    He barely noticed those who passed
    Until one fateful day
    She wandered lithely into view
    Bathed in the suns soft ray
    She did what others had not dared
    She stopped and saw him there
    While staring deep into his eyes
    His senses screamed beware
    Those smoky eyes, her intense gaze
    Could be a deadly thing
    But not for him he understood
    His heart did not love sing
    She wandered o’er gracefully
    To sit across his bench
    Gently asking him his name
    His answer made her flinch
    I am the death of love, he claimed
    I steal away the soul
    Of women who consort with me
    My heart is made of coal
    Then come with me she bade of him
    I see the lie within
    Your heart lives still and craves the love
    Denial is a sin
    Against his will, he took her hand
    Standing straight and tall
    Following those swaying hips
    His facade began to fall
    She led him to her quiet room
    While bolting up the door
    She slowly let her clothing drop
    Upon the bare wood floor
    She smiled shyly as she asked
    If he would do the same
    His hands they shook as once again
    He played the timeless game
    The love they shared within her bed
    Was gentle, deep and true
    Time now passed as only time
    Wrapped up in love can do
    Many years have passed along
    Since that lass noticed me
    A truer love I know for sure
    Was never, nor could be
    So watch the world walk by I say
    Watch closely as they pass
    You never know when one will come
    To prove the perfect lass