| Random Thoughts by Deanne F. Purcell (Journal - February 2010) |
February is halfway through. February has passed away so soon and there is so much to do, where do I begin? Unlike two years ago, we don't have the extra day, as this isn't leap year. In two years it will be. Hopefully, we will have grown in compassion toward each other, and not away. |
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| It snowed in the hills, and remained there. Although I don't have to walk on it, or stand on it. I still feel its presence. I long for spring. I thought that we had enough But the snow won't quit. It keeps hanging in there, like it or not. But, this is winter. We can't change that. |
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| Changes come and go You learn to love changes Beginning to think of everything as a challenge. |
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| Music filled the air and the rooms The people were singing and dancing We needed this to bolster our morale Soon the week comes to an end, and the weekend is upon us. We are happy for the good things, that came our way; even the bad things, as they helped us to grow and mature. We want to grow as people, some of us don't know how, and it became tedious, But, we will not wallow in self-pity. There is too much to look forward to. Growing up from childhood to adulthood We have won all of our challenges as We are being shown different paths and ways everyday. |
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| Blue is my favorite color while green was my favorite when I was growing up. I was partial to green, as for the most part of Irish descent. My father was first generation Irish descent. Mom always taught me to be proud of that fact. I look better in pastels; I have pale skin, and many colors highlight my features. |
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| I hear the winds howl The snow is blowing around, about 16 inches on the ground. Most of it covers the ground As well as the trees. I haven't been out nor do I want to For it is bitter cold. |
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| Home I am so glad to be home and out of the cold wearing blue, But, I am not. My home is beautiful and spacious. It is in the lower Hudson Valley and standing upon a hill. |
| February 12th In 1940 you died upon this day an hour after returning to your home in Hollis, Queens, New York. You and Uncle Will took the train to and from Baltimore, Maryland Where you watched your favorite Hockey team, the New York Rangers. You enjoyed the Rangers Upon your last day of life. I am glad that you both did. |
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| Destiny, walk with me, I do not fear being alone, or when darkness falls, or dark clouds, For hopefully dark clouds, and dark shadows will not follow me, So I can awaken to the sun, and soon. So, I won't be forever called The Angel of Darkness. At present my destiny is the white snow I see falling on the ground Appearing windswept before my very eyes, also on the branches that adorn us every winter. Sure it is nice to see, but coming so often, it delays traffic and sometimes you find out about closings after ten at night, they say stay off the roads; it isn't safe. I a so glad to be retired, and not have to worry about venturing outside. |
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| The snow has fallen It covers the trees, grass, and sidewalks with a wintry white. Some are happy about the snow, while others like me, dread it, and the bitter cold. All of my life, I had to walk through it, take a bus, or a cab, or a car. Fortunately now, I have more choices, I am retired, and can't be punished if I don't go out. Because, I don't have to worry about the consequences. If I choose to stay in, and behold the beauty, or lack of it, from my windows. The snow can either stay on the ground, or melt from rain or warmer weather being from the colder part of Long Island or Rockland. |
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| The Cold of Winter It seems to take long to complete. The holidays of winter Can let us feel down. Being home is much better, I can talk to different people and come in contact with those I have already met As we share our lives together in the same domain. |
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| Horst, I still can see your tears rolling down your face. I still can hear you crying out, "I don't want to die." And I replied, "I don't want you to, either." But God had other plans; you were in so much pain, and my wanting you to live, and stay with you forever … We count our blessings. A love that you shared with me was more than contained As two people in love. We met in August 1977. We said goodbye on April 17, 2005 Love knows no bounds, and grows as a beautiful flower blooming in a large garden. Horst and Deanne, Forever |
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| Color of love, your blue eyes looking into my brown ones. In Youth your hair once brown, by now turning grey. Wrinkles … Soon you will be aging. Not the smile. You have a world of knowledge in your mind which you are always willing to share with anyone who will listen. I am willing to listen and learn I see your love, feel it surrounding me night and day. I think that your destiny is forever, you and me . Together, I think you and I were meant to meet As improbable as it might be But I shall cherish you, always. |
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| You sleep forever with God, He called you home to be with Him and help Him. I am very grateful for that time that He let you share with me. Whether with our friends, or on our own, we made the world a better place to live. |
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| Summer is on the way It seems to be taking a long time but, when we feel warmth invading our domain, it will be worth the wait. We shall pull out colorful summer clothes, and sparkling colors will be bright, and wonderful to the touch. Soft colors of spring and fall await us on hangers in the closet. Some may be old or not so new, while others will be brand new. Perhaps to add in the closet now, I'll wonder what to wear, And what will be a great pair or match. Some may not be as I try to put them together In haste, as I haven't been out for a while. |
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