I personally was subjected to unpleasantness from a member on this forum, just because I posted something they didn't agree with. I don't always agree with what is posted, but it's their opinion and who am to challenge it. Each to their own.
Sally that is what this thread should be A message that comes from the heart Makes you want to shout with glee Each and every time you make a start To get out all the tools gloves rubber boots The job to lovingly devide old plants to take apart Gently cultivate from seed watch the new born shoots Listen to the sounds that every garden makes Whisper of a cooling breeze Rattling dry seed head The pleasure of seeing birds on ground freshly raked And joy of sitting with a glass before retiring to bed.
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I personally was subjected to unpleasantness from a member on this forum, just because I posted something they didn't agree with. I don't always agree with what is posted, but it's their opinion and who am to challenge it. Each to their own.
Buts its crept inside my heart
When in my garden I feel my arteries un harden
But please beg my pardon if I get things wrong
As I listen to birdsong and insects to and throw
Shhhh be quiet you can almost hear things grow
As the breeze hits my face I drift off to another place
Somewhere safe and free from the everyday noise
Lets us all rejoice whether your name is Alan,charlie,
Or Anne or monty don Come on let's go get our gloves
On!!!!!!
Friendship.
Why do I love my friends?
What special thing distinguishes them from others?
Why am I safe with some?
Some spark is struck when we first talk
Maybe some common bond, some trait we had not suspected.
Acceptance, warmth encourage the spark into a flame.
A common humour, commonsense,
Each becoming more human in the other's company.
Common hostility also makes a bond,
but it is only a pale illusion of true fellowship.
Lets forge friendship where we can,
Trusted and trustworthy.
Hello Sally. I haven't seen your name on this forum before so if you are new, welcome. If not, I'm an idiot.
I thought that extremely poignant GG. Really liked it.
I liked your poem, Sally. Keep up the good work!
Sally that is what this thread should be
A message that comes from the heart
Makes you want to shout with glee
Each and every time you make a start
To get out all the tools gloves rubber boots
The job to lovingly devide old plants to take apart
Gently cultivate from seed watch the new born shoots
Listen to the sounds that every garden makes
Whisper of a cooling breeze Rattling dry seed head
The pleasure of seeing birds on ground freshly raked
And joy of sitting with a glass before retiring to bed.
Frank.