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I woke up with this song stuck in my head.  

Happy birthday Eric "Slowhand" Patrick Clapton!! http://www.ericclapton.com/?frontpage=true         Tell the truth. Tell me who's been fooling you?Tell

I see one-third of a nation ill-housed, ill-clad, ill-nourished. Franklin D. Roosevelt (1882-1945), U.S. Democratic politician, president. second inaugural addresss, Jan. 20, 1937. Public Papers

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qui e il mio canzone per il chiedando

chiedere me e io volota giocare

cosi dolcemente, lo fare voi sorriso

questo e il mio sintonizzare peril presa

prendene esso, non turno via

ho stato attesa tutto il mio vita

pensiero esso su, ho stato

pensiero esso su, avevo essere di piu di contento

a cambiamento il mio modi per il chiedendo

chiedere me e io volonta giocare

tutto il amare che io tenere dentro!

 

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oh i love that paol !!

 

"Home is the one place in all this world where hearts are sure of each other.  It is the place of confidence.  It is the place where we tear off that mask of guarded and suspicious coldness which the world forces us to wear in self-defense, and where we pour out the unreserved communications of full and confiding hearts.  It is the spot where expressions of tenderness gush out without any sensation of awkwardness and without any dread of ridicule."
-   Frederick W. Robertson   

 

 

"BLESS THIS HOUSE"

Bless this house O Lord we pray; Make it safe by night and day;
Bless these walls so firm and stout, Keeping want and trouble out;
Bless the roof and chimneys tall, Let thy peace lie over all;
Bless this door, that it may prove ever open to joy and love.

Bless these windows shining bright, Letting in God's heav'nly light;
Bless the hearth a'blazing there, With smoke ascending like a prayer;
Bless the folk who dwell within, Keep them pure and free from sin;
Bless us all that we may be Fit O Lord to dwell with thee;
Bless us all that one day we May dwell O Lord with thee.

Author: Helen Taylor 1927
 

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thank you  123 love , i love your poem!

 

She walks in Beauty

 

She walks in Beauty, like the night
Of cloudless climes and starry skies;
And all that's best of dark and bright
Meet in her aspect and her eyes:
Thus mellowed to that tender light
Which Heaven to gaudy day denies.

One shade the more, one ray the less,
Had half impaired the nameless grace
Which waves in every raven tress,
Or softly lightens o'er her face;
Where thoughts serenely sweet express,
How pure, how dear their dwelling-place.

And on that cheek, and o'er that brow,
So soft, so calm, yet eloquent,
The smiles that win, the tints that glow,
But tell of days in goodness spent,
A mind at peace with all below,
A heart whose love is innocent!

 

George Gordon Byron

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