An Irish Blessing wrote:Always remember to forget
The troubles that passed away.
But never forget to remember
The blessings that come each day.
Unknown wrote:Kindness is free; pass it on
On semi-hiatus wrote:It's been an awesome few years, CS. You've been a pivotal part of my childhood. I pop by every once in a blue moon to reminisce, and find myself smiling at familiar faces in the boards and the cool collectibles each time.
Hope is the thing with feathers
That perches in the soul,
And sings the tune without the words,
And never stops at all,
And sweetest in the gale is heard;
And sore must be the storm
That could abash the little bird
That kept so many warm.
I feel wet snow on my
cold, dry skin as
the darkness starts
to settle in.The
stars shine bright
to lead my way.
Through tall, snow
covered trees which
bend and sway in
the breeze.My heart
tells me in hours this
day will be past,
when the nighttime
comes to me slowly
at last. I am back in
the snow so pristine
and clean, but
sadness shows me it
was only
a dream.
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