the
last
chapter
The Card Game of Life
Life
is but a game of cards
We all
have to quickly learn,
We
shuffle,
cut, and deal the deck
Then
a trump we seem to turn,
Some
players show up high cards
While
others only make it low,
Many
turn no card at all
In
fact,
they cannot show.
When
hearts are up we play for love,
So our
pleasure shows its face
Each
day goes pleasantly passing bye,
As
sunshine's
it's rosy face.
When
diamonds chance to crown the pack,
That's
when men stake their gold,
And
thousands then are lost or won,
By the
gamblers, young and old.
When
clubs are trump look out for war
Upon
oceans blue, or treasured land,
For
bloody deeds are often done
When
the clubs are held in hand.
At
last...up
turns the darkened spade,
Held
by a patient slave,
Spade
will turn up trump at last
And
dig each player's grave.
m00n
One
special
woman
flew
to be at
the edge
Nah... this is not her, nor a witch... its a 'Naingel..'
strange men hide in the shadows
wonder what he's up to?...
hey! unicorn keep that to yourself
nooo way gerroff...
To dream is the reality of fantasy
dream is bliss... is the gate to sheer contentment
Let dream be our light... render all our woes to infinite posterity
Let utopia be my dream
magic and mystery
welcome..
to freedom
Love is two images merging thro mutuality to become one
always remember treat
each... as we each want to be treated
m00ns law
FREE
Don't
grieve I'm off to be free,
I'm
following the path God laid for me.
I held
his hand when I heard his call,
I
turned
my back and left it all.
I
could
not stay here another day
To
laugh,
to love, work nor play.
Work
left undone will stay that way,
I
found
my peace at the close of day.
If my
parting has left some void
Best
fill it with remembered joy
Friendship
we shared, a laugh a kiss,
Oh
yes,
these things I too, will miss.
Not
to be burdened in times of sorrow,
I wish
you the sunshine for every tomorrow.
My
life
has been full, I savour so much.
Good
times, good friends, a loved ones touch.
Perhaps
my time may have seemed to brief
Don't
lengthen it now with undue grief,
Lift
up you hearts and share with me,
God
wanted me now, And...He's set me free.
m00n
thank you to those
who inspired me to make this site
I hope we will meet
again
remember
m00n
is
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main
man
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end
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me tummy to
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