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Here's another one! February 28, 2006 2:26 PM

Always Remember

Always remember to forget
The things that made you sad
But never forget to remember
The things that made you glad.

Always remember to forget
The friends that proved untrue.
But don't forget to remember
Those that have stuck by you.

Always remember to forget
The troubles that have passed away.
But never forget to remember
The blessings that come each day.
Always remember to forget those friends who left you and did not care.
But don't forget that I am a true friend I'm not going anywhere.

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Here's another one! February 26, 2006 6:13 PM

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life February 03, 2006 7:17 AM

When the life is a dance .
Each day is a step of two .
When the life is a collar.
each day is a pearl.
When the life is a melody
Each day is a refrain .
When the life is a poême .
Each day is worms.
When the life is one spring.
Each day is a bud .
When the life is a happiness .
Each day is a smile.
When the life is a gift.
Each day is a surprise.


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Here's another one! February 26, 2006 6:12 PM

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LISTEN TO LIFE February 02, 2006 12:07 AM
Listen to the words of an old man,

Words that speak of younger, happier, healthier days.

So lonely is he now,

But he remembers a time when........

And I have, by chance, been blessed

With the opportunity to listen,

To let him remember,

To let him talk and talk and talk.

And take a lesson in life from one who has lived it,

And who remembers when.......

How beautiful the memories,

How real and alive,

How lucky am I to share this beauty

With an old man, who remembers when......

Angela B.
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Pehaps... February 26, 2006 5:53 PM

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'PERHAPS' Saturday, 5:58 PM
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 February 18, 2006 9:34 PM

I was recently in the hospital, and sitting in that chair in the poem, and suddenly came the words...but that's the dwelling, and all of the rest...


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Poem and trivia/all in one! February 18, 2006 9:00 PM

Don’t Quit
By Alice Enzie Zimmerman
Written 1948 - See letter and article below

When things go wrong, as they sometimes will,
When the road you’re trudging seems all uphill,
When funds are low and the debts are high,
And you want to smile but you have to sigh,
When care is pressing you down a bit,
Rest if you must, but don’t you quit.

Life is queer with its twists and turns,
As every one of us sometimes learns,
And many a failure turns about
When we might have won had we stuck it out.

Don’t give up though the pace seems slow,
You may succeed with another blow.
Often the goal is nearer than
It seems to a faltering man.
Often the struggler has given up
When he might have captured the winner’s cup.
And he learned too late when the night slipped down
How close he was to the golden crown.

Success is failure turned inside out,
The silver lining of the clouds of doubt
And you can never tell how close you are –
It may be near when it seems afar.
So stick to the fight when you’re hardest hit,
It’s when things seem worst that you mustn’t quit.

For we know the Father above looks down,
He sees our struggles and holds the crown.
He knows the way though it’s rough and drear,
He will give strength so we need not fear.
He offers to you the refreshing cup
Of the water of life; then in faith look up.
Continue on ‘til the crown is won
Which he will give when our work is done!

An Interesting Piece Of  Trivia…

Many of you know the poem "Don't Quit" from a bookmark, plaque, cup, clock or poster. It is always signed "Author Unknown."

The true story is that this poem was written in 1948 by a young girl from Torrington, Alberta when she was about 15 or 16. She liked to write poetry for the school paper. One day she happened to see a classified ad for poetry which could be set to music. Submitting three poems, she shortly received a letter stating that her work had merit and would be published after sending money. She does not remember the amount requested. As farmers, any amount was out of the question so she replied that the publisher could do as he wanted with her poetry.

Our young author moved to Olds and attended Youth Group at the Nazarene Church. She soon married a local gentleman, had three children and faithfully attended the Baptist Church in town.

Preparing for church on Easter Sunday 1974, she spotted her poem in a paper distributed by the Red Deer Advisor. Since she had seen or heard nothing to this point, she excitedly showed it to her husband. He wouldn't believe her until she produced the original poem, which she still had. Contacting the paper, she discovered that it had been submitted by a Red Deer resident who had found it in a book of American poetry.

Since then it has been published around the world, usually with three verses, but the original had five. We are pleased to give you this little memento courtesy of the author, in its original form.

You may have known her as Alice (Enzio) Zimmerman from Olds, wife of Wilbert, who passed away to glory in 1989. Alice married Bill Rowland in 1991, after which they moved to British Columbia for 10 years. Alice is now living in Red Deer and continues to create and enjoy poetry.

Found at this website.

Kristi K

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anonymous And good ole Emily... February 16, 2006 3:32 AM

I'm Nobody Emily Dickinson I'm nobody! Who are you? Are you nobody, too? Then there's a pair of us -don't tell! They'd banish us, you know. How dreary to be somebody! How public, like a frog To tell your name the livelong day To an admiring bog!  [report anonymous abuse]
anonymous  February 16, 2006 3:30 AM

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anonymous  February 16, 2006 3:29 AM

i carry your heart with me(i carry it in i carry your heart with me(i carry it in my heart)i am never without it(anywhere i go you go,my dear;and whatever is done by only me is your doing,my darling) i fear no fate(for you are my fate,my sweet)i want no world(for beautiful you are my world,my true) and it's you are whatever a moon has always meant and whatever a sun will always sing is you here is the deepest secret nobody knows (here is the root of the root and the bud of the bud and the sky of the sky of a tree called life;which grows higher than soul can hope or mind can hide) and this is the wonder that's keeping the stars apart i carry your heart(i carry it in my heart)  [report anonymous abuse]
 February 15, 2006 3:59 PM

A Love Like No Other

I never felt a love
Like this before
It's a love like no other
Something I had always hoped for

A love with friendship
Humor and heart
A bond so strong
It would never part

A love that makes you smile
From ear to ear
A love that is joyful
Without any fear

A love that is beautiful
From the inside out
A love with no tears,
Pain, or doubt

A love with soul
So tender and true
A love that I have found
Only in you...
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HOW COULD YOU? January 29, 2006 3:30 PM

How could you do this to me
not once, but yet again
How could you say the words
that our love has to end?

You told me that you loved me
and I should never doubt
but with a few simple words
you've ripped my heart completely out

I suppose I'll get over this
and go on with my life
and do what I should've done
let you go and love your wife

If sometimes I should see you
if you pass me on the street
don't look at me or say a word
it would hurt too much to speak

I don't know that you feel anything
or if you even care about me
but I'm moving on from this pain
because WE were never meant to be.
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Frost January 25, 2006 1:35 PM

Robert Frost has always been one of my favorite poets also.  Along

with Emily Dickenson.  In fact; I kind of based my life on 'The Road

Not Taken'.  "I took the one less traveled by; and that has made all

the difference."  For good or ill.  Few regrets.  Thanks for reminding


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Poem about a mother watching her child sleeping January 19, 2006 8:54 AM

While You Were Sleeping

by Tara Simms

While you were sleeping,
I sat by your bed.
I watched you
as you smiled through your dreams.

I traced your perfect shell ear,
Touched every curl
On your little head.

I tried to sleep
But the sound of your breathing
Drew me back to your room.

I couldn't resist
The magic which tugged
At my heartstrings
And brought me to your side.

I settled on the floor
Once again.
Back against the wall,
Holding your tiny hand in mine.

While you were sleeping
I fell in love with you all
r again.

Isn't this sweet?

Kristi K.

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Listed on another thread, too! January 19, 2006 8:41 AM

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WILLOWS WEEP Wednesday, 1:05 PM


Shall I weep as the willows do?

With head bowed low…

Sway to and fro?

My steps in life like seeds were sown

The path is mine…

I claim my time!

A soul grows weary at end of day

When sadness leads…

Regretting deeds

If such were the case, all would be lost

To never remark…

Ah! song of lark!

What sorrow there be with a heavy heart

There’s so much there…

Floats in the air!

The pleasures in life can be our prize

With happy heart…

In life, take part!

No, do not weep as the willows do…

Look up! The whole world comes to you!


Linda Vale Martin January 18, 2006

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Should you go first...(not sure of exact title) January 17, 2006 12:20 PM

Should you go first and I remain
To walk the road alone,
I'll live in memory's garden, dear,
With happy days we've known.
In spring I'll wait for roses red,
When fades the lilac blue,
In early fall, when brown leaves call
I'll catch a glimpse of you.

Should you go first and I remain
For battles to be fought,
Each thing you've touched along the way
Will be a hallowed spot.
I'll hear your voice, I'll see you smile,
Though blindly I may grope,
The memory of your helping hand
Will buoy me on with hope.

Should you go first and I remain
To finish with the scroll,
No length'ning shadows shall creep in
To make this life seem droll.
We've known so much of happiness,
We've had our cup of joy,
And memory is one gift of God
That death can not destroy.

Should you go first and I remain,
One thing I'd have you to do:
Walk slowly down that long, lone path,
For soon I'll follow you.
I'll want to know each step you take,
That I may walk the same,
For someday down that lonely road
You'll hear me call your name.

~Author: A.K. Rowswell~


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I Am The Captain Of My Soul January 17, 2006 12:17 PM

Out of the night that covers me, black as the pit from pole to pole. I thank whatever gods may be for my unconquerable soul.

In the fell clutch of circumstance I have not winced nor cried aloud. Under the bludgeonings of chance my head is bloody, but unbowed.

Beyond this place of wrath and tears, looms but the horror of the shade, and yet the menace of the years finds, and shall find me, unafraid.

It matters not how strait the gate, how charged with punishments the scroll, I am the master of my fate; I am the captain of my soul.

by William Earnest Henley

Kristi K

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For whom the bell tolls a poem (No Man is an island) January 17, 2006 12:14 PM

For whom the bell tolls a poem 
(No man is an island)
 by John Donne

No man is an island,
Entire of itself.
Each is a piece of the continent,
A part of the main.
If a clod be washed away by the sea,
Europe is the less.
As well as if a promontory were.
As well as if a manner of thine own
Or of thine friend's were.
Each man's death diminishes me,
For I am involved in mankind.
Therefore, send not to know
For whom the bell tolls,
It tolls for thee.

Kristi K


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anonymous  January 15, 2006 10:35 PM

Poem: "Lost," by David Wagoner from Collected Poems 1956-1976


Stand still. The trees ahead and bushes beside you
Are not lost. Wherever you are is called Here,
And you must treat it as a powerful stranger,
Must ask permission to know it and be known.
The forest breathes. Listen. It answers,
I have made this place around you.
If you leave it, you may come back again, saying Here.
No two trees are the same to Raven.
No two branches are the same to Wren.
If what a tree or a bush does is lost on you,
You are surely lost. Stand still. The forest knows
Where you are. You must let it find you.

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I love all poetry by Robert Frost January 15, 2006 10:22 PM

but, I really enjoy Shel Silverstein, too.  I don't have a favorite poem, exactly; I can't ever choose just one.  So, here are these:


If you are a dreamer, come in,

If you are a dreamer, a wisher, a liar,

A hope-er, a pray-er, a magic bean buyer...

If you're a pretender, come sit by my fire

For we have some flax-golden tales to spin.

Come in!

Come in!



I will not play at tug o' war.

I'd rather play at hug o' war,

Where everyone hugs

Instead of tugs,

Where everyone giggles

And rolls on the rug,

Where everyone kisses,

And everyone grins,

And everyone cuddles,

And everyone wins.

(They're not supposed to be double-spaced, but I don't know how to undo that.)

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Favorite poems January 15, 2006 2:52 PM

My senior thesis (lo those many years ago) was on Frost. I always loved him.  He was deeper (and darker) than he was credited with being.  [ send green star]
1-15-06 Sunday January 15, 2006 12:38 PM

Hi Kristi !  Oh, I have always loved this one, too.  It can take you so many places in your mind...thanks for posting this, and I get to see it on this (sorry) rare visit from work!  What a special treat...


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Poetry thread/Please add your favorites January 15, 2006 12:14 PM

           The Road Not Taken by Robert Frost

Two roads diverged in a yellow wood,
And sorry I could not travel both
And be one traveler, long I stood
And looked down one as far as I could
To where it bent in the undergrowth;

Then took the other, as just as fair,
And having perhaps the better claim,
Because it was grassy and wanted wear;
Though as for that the passing there
Had worn them really about the same,

And both that morning equally lay
In leaves no step had trodden black.
Oh, I kept the first for another day!
Yet knowing how way leads on to way,
I doubted if I should ever come back.

I shall be telling this with a sigh
Somewhere ages and ages hence:
Two roads diverged in a wood, and I--
I took the one less traveled by,
And that has made all the difference.

This is still one of my favorite poems!

Kristi K

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