peach
For the morning sun in all its glory
Greets the day with hope and comfort too
You fill my life with laughter
And somehow you make it better
Ease my troubles thats what you do
Theres a love thats divine
And its yours and its mine like the sun
And at the end of the day
We should give thanks and pray
To the one, to the one
Have I told you lately that I love you
Have I told you theres no one else above you
Fill my heart with gladness
Take away all my sadness
Ease my troubles thats what you do
I'm well Boo Ma. It feels as if it's been ages and I have much to tell you! So when u're finished with Hurricane Boo, please return quickly! I love you too! *hugs back*
SNSL.~
Raja Raja… aaja aaja… Intezaar kills. At least we have hope… I love hope. Sometimes hope is all that takes me through the day… I've never lost hope… I've come close… but at the end of the day, hope is something I can't lose even if I wanted to… Because all Allah (SWT) has to do is say “BE” and it shall be… Subhan'Allah, Allah (SWT) works in such amazing ways…
…so faithfully sweet!
Ameen, thumma ameen!
I've adopted your words to the point of startling unsuspecting Muslims with whom I come in contact! I said insha'allah to a friend at a restaurant last night and a couple next to me just stared. Then the woman smiled. I asked if I'd pronounced it correctly and she said yes!
I love u 99!
Bob
Why sure Kava Daba! The other half is all urs!
I instantly fell in love with the photo!
How are you these days ma'am?
As far as I am concerned, whether it is personal conversation or a post on a message board, snide remarks put me off. Please read, if you would like to, my last two posts and the response thereto, and you'd know what I mean by snide remark.
I didn't find my comment snide at all. It was neither deceptive nor sly. It was, however, sardonic and upfront.
yum
chocolate covered strawberries
Michael
See the curtains hangin' in the window
In the evening on a Friday night
A little light-a-shinin' through the window
Lets me know everything's all right
Summer breeze makes me feel fine
Blowin' through the jasmine in my mind
Summer breeze makes me feel fine
Blowin' though the jasmine in my mind
See the paper layin' on the sidewalk
A little music from the house next door
So I walk on up to the doorstep
Through the screen and across the floor
Summer breeze makes me feel fine
Blowin' through the jasmine in my mind
Summer breeze makes me feel fine
Blowin' through the jasmine in my mind
Sweet days of summer — the jasmine's in bloom
July is dressed up and playing her tune
And I come home from a hard day’s work
And you're waitin' there
Not a care in the world
See the smile awaitin' in the kitchen
Through cookin' and the plates for two
Feel the arms that reach out to hold me
In the evening when the day is through
Summer breeze makes me feel fine
Blowing through the jasmine in my mind
Summer breeze makes me feel fine
Blowing through the jasmine in my mind
All the best on your special day! I'm positive you deserve it.
Your gift (for one) is being able to draw up the good within another. Showing them that it is truly there!
Thank you for helping to cultivate the good that's been given me.
For shining your light in my direction thus illuminating my cramped position.
I couldn't properly thank you if I were given 7 lifetimes.
Love,
Dancey Pantalones (Rom. 8:38 & 39)
skull
…
My stupid mouth
Has got me in trouble
I said too much again
To a date over dinner yesterday
And I could see
He was offended
He said “well anyway…”
Just dying for a subject change
Oh, another social casualty
Score one more for me
How could I forget?
Mama said “think before speaking”
No filter in my head
Oh, what's a girl to do
I guess she better find one soon
We bit our lips
I looked out the window
Rolling tiny balls of napkin paper
He played a quick game of chess with the salt and pepper shaker
And I could see clearly, an indelible line was drawn
Between what was good, what JUST slipped out and what went wrong
Oh, the way he feels about me has changed
Thanks for playing, try again.
How could I forget?
Mama said “think before speaking”
No filter in my head
Oh, what's a girl to do
I guess she better find one
I'm never speaking up again
It only hurts me
I'd rather be a mystery
Than he desert me
Oh I'm never speaking up again
Starting now… Starting now
Thank you for understanding my 'non-filtered' exisence! you're a keeper!
wisdom
elders
yum
a fresh, chilled peach?
chocolate cake.
children's party or teen party? ugh!
yuppers
next: for those working: are you working your dream job? if not, do you enoy the job you're working?
for those schooling: what is your dream job & do you think you will obtain it?
You must have been a beautiful baby
You must have been a wonderful child
When you were only starting to go to kindergarten
I bet you drove those other childs wild.
And when it came to winning blue ribbons
I bet you taught those other kids how.
I can see the judges' eyes when they handed you the prize
You had the cutest bow.
You must've been a beautiful baby
Cause baby look at you now.