So the Christmas season is here again... What does that mean, presents, food, candy, family, friends, and a whole lot of parties. So before you go out there and have fun remember a few things... Seeing as it is winter it is pretty cold out there. So in light of that make sure you dress warm and if you don't... make sure to drop by Tim Hortons it will always warm and cheer you up. The next piece of advice... Seeing that this season is supposed to be centered around the birth of Jesus, when you go about your busy Christmas schedules don't forget about the baby born to bring salvation to a lost world. Also remember to share the cheer and the Christmas story with those around you... you may ask how do I do that? Well smile, pray, greet, enjoy time, and love all those around you.
So here this is from me..... I WISH YOU A MERRY CHRISTMAS AND A VERY HAPPY NEW YEAR!!!! GOD BLESS AND KEEP YOU SAFE THROUGH THIS HOLIDAY SEASON.
"What is genius but the power to express a new individuallity." Elizabeth Barret Browning. Go against the crowd that is what will really determine who you are. After all if i wasn't so wierd what would this world be like. This blog is made up of letters that are to challege the reader to act and think on what this world is really all about.
Friday, December 22, 2006
Thursday, December 07, 2006
A letter that matters
A letter that matters.
By Aimee R.M. Conodon
To hold the wind in my hand,
As time is falling in an hour glass filled with sand.
I can hear the beach roaring,
At the sun whose soaring.
Crossing crashing waters,
Along cliffs held in fetters.
To taste the dew on the land,
It's sweetness helps me stand.
Within the brilliant colors of the morning.
I can hear the rain pouring,
striking as bullets upon our letters,
In the end love is all that matters.
By Aimee R.M. Conodon
To hold the wind in my hand,
As time is falling in an hour glass filled with sand.
I can hear the beach roaring,
At the sun whose soaring.
Crossing crashing waters,
Along cliffs held in fetters.
To taste the dew on the land,
It's sweetness helps me stand.
Within the brilliant colors of the morning.
I can hear the rain pouring,
striking as bullets upon our letters,
In the end love is all that matters.
Wednesday, December 06, 2006
Love of Life...
Love of Life...
By Aimee R.M Condon
Louder, even louder now life screams.
What am I supposed to do,
It deafens my ears, blinds my eyes.
Life, oh life who are you?
Life what do you want?
Do you want me to hurt,
Pain, handle it, I can't!
Life why do you just stand there waiting?
Life why do you just stand there waiting?
Love, the whisper crashes in my ear.
Why, when the world is so messed!
Love, that's the only cure,
The gentle chime soothes the wrath.
But the pain clouds my eyes,
And all feeling is fleeting.
Love, where is the prize ?
Life, where is your mercy?
To taste the grace,
The smell is sweet.
Love is the only face,
That will always hold us captive.
Life may fade away,
And all the pain with it.
But love is for eternity,
It will stand the test of time.
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