Carnival of Mirth
A gypsy fire is on the hearth,
Sign of the carnival of mirth;
Through the dun fields and from the glade
Flash merry folk in masquerade,
For this is Hallowe’en!
If someone tells you a certain
song is important to them,
You should close your eyes,
turn up the volume
and really listen.
By the end of the song,
you will know that person much better.
Marc Anthony – Flor Palia
**** Flor Palida – Faded/Pale Flower
When things go wrong as they sometimes will,
When the road you’re trudging seems all uphill,
When the funds are low and the debts are high,
And you want to smile but you have to sigh,
When care is pressing you down a bit
Rest if you must, but don’t you quit.
Success is failure turned inside out,
The silver tint on the clouds of doubt,
And you can never tell how close you are,
It may be near when it seems afar.
So, stick to the fight when you’re the hardest hit
It’s when things go wrong that you mustn’t quit.
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Love one another, but make not a bond of Love;
let it rather be a moving sea between the shores of your soul.©Kahil Gibran
Forgiveness does not change the past,
but it does enlarge the future.
Love has no desire but to fulfill itself.
To melt and be like a running brook.
One that sings its melody to the night.
To wake at dawn with a winged heart.
And, give thanks for another day of loving.
She wanted him.
More than he ever knew.
Invisible to him,
she couldn’t let him know.
he could make her feel
like a thousand years
of wanting him,
of being with him,
of loving him,
She was willing to embrace,
all the fragments he gave her.
every second and every moment
together with him
was a piece of his life for her.
Sunday Song – Caught Out In The Rain
While on a cruise for our 50th anniversary, we renewed our vows.
Take my hand and walk with me
in quiet places;
Where butterfly wings create a melodic song.
Sing and play in secret meadows;
where grasses sway
with soft summer breezes
from dusk to dawn.
Share with me a simple life
of placid days and starry nights;
where we can lie on yielding grasses,
while waiting for the morning light.
Take my hand and dance with me,
until stars twinkle brightly in your eyes.
For simple pleasures love can hold;
even when winter’s edge grows bold.
These were the vows my husband spoke:
Life is just existing
Life is worth living.
You put a name on the
Songs birds sing
And, you bring the smell of flowers
To a breezy spring
You are my sun,
You are my moon
My hearts soar’s
With loving wings.
There are so many things I could say about our special day: August 21,1965. We stood before God and said our vows. It was a celebration with family and friends. We were a perfect example of youth with all of the innocence that accompanies it.
Our lack of knowledge gave us freedom from moral wrongs.
We knew one thing only: LOVE.
We thought we were the perfect example of what a life of love should be. We were fearless about what the future would hold.
We had a special bond that held us together: LOVE.
Did we expect to have troubles???
But, trouble is an inevitable part of life. When trouble comes you simply need to hold your head high and face that trouble directly.
There were many; they came often.
You can’t be youthfully naive and not have trouble sitting at your table.
We both felt strong and confident that we’d be able to conquer everything. And, we did.
Those of us who’ve had the joy of celebrating many years of marriage do so with a badge of honor.
Conquering trials and tribulations along with creating joyful and loving moments together are part of how relationships bond together.
What gives us the honor to celebrate so joyously?
Our commitment for a lifetime together.
And, we’ve been.
We celebrate another anniversary with our hearts filled with joyful LOVE.
Enjoy … Isadora
I am Unique
We look in the mirror; see flaws.
We don’t like what we see.
Our skin color is darker.
And, our countenance is mystifying.
Trying to change into people,
we’re comparing ourselves to.
To create the person, hopefully, you’ll see.
But, anger and hatred is a major ruination.
When will they understand?
Inside, we are good people.
Just like them.
Why don’t they don’t see?
I can’t make them value me.
All I can do is show them.
What I feel and what I believe.
It’s up to them to realize my worth.
I am unique.
I am love.
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*****Mural is on the building side of MADEBY Gallery
at the Ringling School of Art & Design in Sarasota, Florida.