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Post by johnlogan on Aug 4, 2009 21:09:39 GMT -5
this poem was written by Ninoy Aquino for his beloved Corazon Aquino.
I Have Fallen In Love (With The Same Woman Three Times)
I have fallen in love with the same woman three times; In a day spanning 19 years of tearful joys..and joyful tears.
I loved her first when she was young, enchanting and vibrant, eternally new.. she was brilliant, fragrant, and cool as the morning dew.
I fell in love with her the second time; when first she bore her child and mine always by my side, the source of my strength, helping to turn the tide..
But there were candles to burn the world was my concern; while our home was her domain.. and the people were mine while the children were hers to maintain;
So it was in those eighteen years and a day.. ’till I was detained; forced in prison to stay.
Suddenly she’s our sole support; source of comfort, our wellspring of Hope.. on her shoulders felt the burden of Life..
I fell in love again, with the same woman the third time. Looming from the battle, her courage will never fade
Amidst the hardships she has remained, undaunted and unafraid.. she is calm and composed, she is God’s lovely maid..
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Post by Tabby on Aug 5, 2009 21:44:17 GMT -5
All of these are so breathtakingly beautiful.. And, in tribute..: "It is true you cannot eat freedom and you cannot power machinery with democracy. But then neither can political prisoners turn on the light in the cells of a dictatorship." "Faith is not simply a patience that passively suffers until the storm is past. Rather, it is a spirit that bears things - with resignations, yes, but above all, with blazing, serene hope." "I would rather die a meaningful death than to live a meaningless life." ^ all credit goes to the wise Corazon Aquino
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Post by johnlogan on Aug 6, 2009 6:08:39 GMT -5
^ thank you, Tabby I am proud to be a Filipino because of her and Ninoy.
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Post by Megan on Aug 6, 2009 10:31:35 GMT -5
I'm trying to tell you something about my life Maybe give me insight between black and white And the best thing you've ever done for me Is to help me take my life less seriously It's only life after all
- Indigo Girls
I play it cool and dig all jive That's the reason I stay alive. My motto, As I live and learn, is: Dig and Be Dug In Return.
- Langston Hughes
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Post by Tabby on Aug 6, 2009 22:58:37 GMT -5
“If tomorrow starts without me, And I’m not there to see, If the sun should rise and find your eyes all filled with tears for me; I wish so much you wouldn’t cry The way you did today, While thinking of the many things, we didn’t get to say. I know how much you love me, As much as I love you, And each time that you think of me, I know you’ll miss me too; But when tomorrow starts without me, Please try to understand, That an angel came and called my name, and took me by the hand, And said my place was ready, In heaven far above, And that I’d have to leave behind all those I dearly love. But as I turned to walk away, A tear fell from my eye, For all my life, I’d always thought, I didn’t want to die. I had so much to live for, So much left yet to do, It seemed almost impossible, that I was leaving you. I thought of all the yesterdays, The good ones and the bad, I thought of all that we shared, and all the fun we had. If I could relive yesterday, Just even for a while, I’d say good-bye and kiss you and maybe see you smile. But then I fully realized, That this could never be, For emptiness and memories, would take the place of me. And when I thought of worldly things, I might miss some tomorrow, I thought of you, and when I did, my heart was filled with sorrow. So when tomorrow starts without me, Don’t think we’re far apart, For every time you think of me, I’m right here, in your heart.”
I don't know who wrote this poem, but a kind teacher once gave a copy of it to me when I'd lost a friend. I'm completely speechless when it comes to this poem, but, somehow, it helps me feel connected to all those whom I've lost and it helps me tell all my loved ones how lucky they make me feel that I was given life and, thus, given the chance to have time with them, no matter how short it may be.
We are all a part of each other and will always live on in one another. So, if you're missing somebody, just look around or, even better, look within you.
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Post by Chris on Aug 6, 2009 23:00:01 GMT -5
Tabby, I used your Emily Dickinson poem as my senior quote. It's just awesome.
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Post by Tabby on Aug 6, 2009 23:03:35 GMT -5
Tabby, I used your Emily Dickinson poem as my senior quote. It's just awesome. Lol, so had I You really are my long lost twin, aren't you?
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Post by Chris on Aug 16, 2009 20:45:19 GMT -5
^ Most likely. The resemblance between us is striking. Here's a poem we read in English class. I liked it a lot. That night when joy began by W. H. Auden That night when joy began Our narrowest veins to flush, We waited for the flash Of morning's leveled gun. But morning let us pass, And day by day relief Outgrows his nervous laugh, Grown credulous of peace, As mile by mile is seen, No trespasser's reproach, And love's best glasses reach No fields but are his own.
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Post by Natalie ♥ on Aug 16, 2009 20:57:06 GMT -5
"To avoid being critiqued, say nothing, do nothing, be nothing."
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