everything forward: February 2010

everything forward

ever had the feeling that you get more forwarded emails than you can handle? i do, thus this site. please don't get the idea that i am claiming ownership to all things posted here. i don't. i just want somewhere to store quotes, poems and inspiring, even funny articles i receive everyday via email. that's all there is to it.



Monday, February 22, 2010

When you soar like an eagle, you attract hunters ...

When people are unreasonable, illogical, self-centered and arrogant, 
love them anyway.
 
When people insist that your goodness contains selfish ulterior motives, 
do good anyway.
 
If you are successful, you will win both friends and enemies.  People may become jealous of you.  Succeed anyway.
 
If you are honoest and frank, you will be both honorable and vulnerable.  
Some will seek to twist your words againts you.  
Be honest and frank anyway.
 
If you do good today, some may forget about it by tomorrow.  
Do good anyway.
 
If you show yourself to be a big person with great ideas, don't be surprised if you are 
opposed by small people with closed minds.  
Think big anyway.
 
What you have spent years building, some may seek to destroy overnight.  
Build anyway.
 
Mark Twain once said, "Always do right.  This will gratify most people, and astonish the rest!"  


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Monday, February 15, 2010

"GOODNIGHT KISS"


I count it as a privilege, I count it cause for praise
To kiss my children goodnight at the close of everyday.

For I know too soon they're up and gone, and walking out the door
And I'll never have a child to kiss goodnight any more.

It's very strange how times have changed from the present to the past. 
When did they grow so quickly the time has flown so fast.

For it seems like only yesterday I helped him with his shirt,
Or pat my baby on the back, or kissed away a hurt.

Tell a story, read a book, wipe a nose, or tie a shoe.
They never ask me to rub their backs the way they used to do.

Once it was a  bother, just a troublesome kind of chore.
But now I would give anything to do it just once more.

Mommy, bounce me on your knee, Daddy, flip me in the air.
Throw a rubber ball to me and help me comb my hair.

Mommy, tickle my tummy... Daddy hold me high.
Lets go outside, for a while, or make a kite to fly...

I count it as a privilege I count it cause for praise
To kiss my children goodnight at the close of everyday.

For I know too soon they're up and gone and walking out the door
And I'll never have a child to kiss goodnight anymore!
            
--Author Unknown

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