Selling seashells on the seashore
Pink, beige, iridescent and more
Sally loved to display her wares
Where the salty seashore airs
Walking on the sandy beach
Brings treasures trying to reach
The masses to their awareness
To the earth’s fragile rareness
There is no insignificance
In a small shell’s magnificence
Natural beauty we all enjoy
Awareness is Sally’s ploy.
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A bright colored life
Under the blue salty waves
Beauty the treasure
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Another day, another fifty cents, or less…but it is Saturday and to some people that means a day off and a night to howl! Possibly a birthday bash that doesn’t get too wild so someone gets bashed, or ends up abash. That wouldn’t do. But for me and some other oldies but goodies, the weekend is just two more days in the month. On that boring note, how about some music? I listened to many different Saturday songs, but liked this best.
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After washing bedding and making my huge king sized bed , I deserve a little BB King:
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One of my old favorites: “Crimes of the Heart”. A bittersweet poignant story of three sisters. (Sometimes you just have to laugh).
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“Quick, get in here!” John yelled at his wife. “There’s a fire on the carpet!” Mary ran over to get the poker and put the log back into the fireplace. “Watch out for those hot coals, another flame could start up!”
Mary took the shovel from the fireplace tools and scooped up most of the mess. She had all but finished when she turned back to her husband to see if he was all right. At that moment her long robe caught fire on the hem. Not realizing it, she was stunned as the fire took hold and suddenly her entire clothing was burning. Mary couldn’t seem to stop it, and succumbed to the flames.
John remained in his chair, seemingly unconcerned for his wife’s predicament. Buying the flammable robe to gift his wife had been a great choice. “You wanted more heat in our relationship. . .satisfied?”
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Well, Joe, at last! I never thought you could do it, but here we are. I am so in love with you.
It is something, isn’t it? I didn’t know myself if I would be able to manage it, but we’re here, almost a dream come true!
It must have cost a lot, the lessons, the hard work learning, and to think you did it all just for me. I love you even more thinking of that devotion.
I love you too, sweetheart. Oh, could you pass me that flask?
Should you be drinking while flying? I would think that would be against the rules. Couldn’t you lose your license?
What license?
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Please, come and sit, join with me
A pleasant view, a cup of tea
Flowers, plants surrounding us
Relax, undo, and think thus:
Life is a garden if you choose
Beauty abounds in every view
No need to take an ocean cruise
To chase away those winter blues.
Come wallow in that pillowed chair
Surely your worries soften there
Winter woes leave, now untethered
Warming thoughts come, unfettered
Earl grey liquids soothe, refreshing
Problems disappear, decreasing
Spring is coming, sky is lightened
With sunny days often invited.
Come, enjoy this atmosphere
Good thoughts only, here
Surrounding you in lovely cheer.
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Lanterned windows glow
Sun slipping into pastels
Comforting twilight
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