One day, Lydia and John were talking. Lydia said, "For the longest time, I've been afraid to love. When Alan gave up on me, it broke my heart. I didn't want to take the chance of getting hurt again." John said, "You don't have to be afraid. I won't give up on you." She said, "Really?" He said, "I mean it. Of course, I understand where you're coming from." She said, "You do?" He said, "I dated a girl in high school. She gave up on me, just like Alan gave up on you. I was afraid to amor for a while, but I realized that I was missing out por being so afraid." When Lydia told her friends about it, Pattie said, "John is so wise." Rebecca said, "It's good that John understands you." Catherine said, "John is so good to you. You're very lucky." Marie said, "I'm glad tu and John found each other." Gavin said, "I believe tu can expect más from John than tu could from Alan." One day, when Lydia was leaving work with her puppy, Foxy, she slipped and fell on a patch of ice. It was unusually cold for October. She dicho to Foxy, "I think I've broken my leg." He let out some barks that said, "Come on, Lydia! Get up!" She managed to get up and make it home. She told her friends what happened. Pattie asked, "Are tu okay?" Lydia said, "I'm fine." All of Lydia's friends sent get well wishes. Later, Lydia heard the doorbell ring. She looked through the peephole. It was John. She let him in. He noticed her limp and asked, "Are tu all right, my love?" She told him what happened. He insisted that she rest. She said, "But Foxy needs to go out." John said, "I'll take him out. tu need to rest." After taking Foxy for an evening walk, John went to check on Lydia. She was sleeping in her bed. He woke her gently. He asked, "Do tu need anything?" She said, "I don't think so." He said, "All right. I'll be back tomorrow to check on you." Sure enough, he was. Lydia's leg healed quickly, and John's kindness became the talk amongst Lydia and her friends.
To be continued......
To be continued......
A part of me died,
The día tu left the world.
tu had a cold nose,
And a very warm heart.
tu were the best gift,
That anyone could receive.
I loved tu más than anything,
And tu loved me just the same.
tu didn't mind, even though tu knew,
That I was the fool on the hill.
We used to sit under the shade,
Of the mighty maple.
Now I find myself sitting alone.
I hear the lonely cries,
Of the Mourning Dove.
tu and I, we used to hear the song,
The Tufted Titmouse sang about drinking tea.
I still hear that song, do tu still hear it?
Thunderstorms don't have the same appeal,
Without tu ringing the doorbell.
tu were afraid of thunderstorms.
Tell me, are tu still afraid?
Farewell, Birthday Gift maní, cacahuete Butter,
Until we meet again.
To the best dog in the world and my best friend
March 17, 2004-May 7, 2018
The día tu left the world.
tu had a cold nose,
And a very warm heart.
tu were the best gift,
That anyone could receive.
I loved tu más than anything,
And tu loved me just the same.
tu didn't mind, even though tu knew,
That I was the fool on the hill.
We used to sit under the shade,
Of the mighty maple.
Now I find myself sitting alone.
I hear the lonely cries,
Of the Mourning Dove.
tu and I, we used to hear the song,
The Tufted Titmouse sang about drinking tea.
I still hear that song, do tu still hear it?
Thunderstorms don't have the same appeal,
Without tu ringing the doorbell.
tu were afraid of thunderstorms.
Tell me, are tu still afraid?
Farewell, Birthday Gift maní, cacahuete Butter,
Until we meet again.
To the best dog in the world and my best friend
March 17, 2004-May 7, 2018
Peanut Butter as a puppy
Hello, my old friend. How are tu today? Are tu okay? Oh, why am I talking to you? tu cannot hear a word I say. Whether I tell tu to sit o stay, tu can no longer obey. tu sleep the día away. tu don't play fetch anymore. Who cares? I didn't enjoy it anyway. All right, okay, I did enjoy it. I miss those days when tu wanted to play. I miss the days when tu could hear me. Yet I still talk to you. I'd like to believe, with all my heart, I'd like to believe you're still listening. I'd like to believe tu can feel me. tu may be gray in the muzzle, and tu walk with a limp, and you're half blind, but tu still care. I know, I know, and I know that tu still amor me. Do tu know I still amor you?
I dreamed a dream most pleasant,
One that surpasses all dreams.
I saw someone wonderful,
So charming and so sweet.
He stood tall and firm,
Yet his complexion was so gentle.
He spoke in a deep, low voice,
One that was soothing and gentle.
His hair was dark, and it had a red cast,
That was visible when he stood in the sun.
His eyes were a bright green,
So friendly and so cheerful.
Before I could say a word,
I swooned from the excitement.
When I awoke, I was in my bed.
It was all a dream, I concluded,
And maybe I'm meant to be alone.
One that surpasses all dreams.
I saw someone wonderful,
So charming and so sweet.
He stood tall and firm,
Yet his complexion was so gentle.
He spoke in a deep, low voice,
One that was soothing and gentle.
His hair was dark, and it had a red cast,
That was visible when he stood in the sun.
His eyes were a bright green,
So friendly and so cheerful.
Before I could say a word,
I swooned from the excitement.
When I awoke, I was in my bed.
It was all a dream, I concluded,
And maybe I'm meant to be alone.
Bingo
I'm on the outside,
Looking in, to a world,
I don't truly understand.
Am I in the right era?
Am I with the right crowd?
It seems they're on the inside,
Looking out, at the me,
They don't truly understand.
They are in there,
Mocking me, because I'm different.
I'm out there,
Reaching out to those on the outside,
Looking in.
It let's me know I'm not alone.
I'm not the only one on the outside,
Looking in.
Looking in, to a world,
I don't truly understand.
Am I in the right era?
Am I with the right crowd?
It seems they're on the inside,
Looking out, at the me,
They don't truly understand.
They are in there,
Mocking me, because I'm different.
I'm out there,
Reaching out to those on the outside,
Looking in.
It let's me know I'm not alone.
I'm not the only one on the outside,
Looking in.
People say John was a dreamer,
But I assure tu of this;
He was not the only one.
I am a dreamer, too.
He was clear when he told us,
"Imagine all the people,
Living life in peace."
Why aren't people listening?
People want a war so badly,
They can't stand it!
Didn't John tell us,
"Give peace a chance"?
I think his message was clear.
I think he'd be baffled,
If he saw what was going on.
John, I want tu to know,
I'm still listening.
Who is with me?
But I assure tu of this;
He was not the only one.
I am a dreamer, too.
He was clear when he told us,
"Imagine all the people,
Living life in peace."
Why aren't people listening?
People want a war so badly,
They can't stand it!
Didn't John tell us,
"Give peace a chance"?
I think his message was clear.
I think he'd be baffled,
If he saw what was going on.
John, I want tu to know,
I'm still listening.
Who is with me?
Weeds are flowers, too.
Just give them a chance.
They may look unsightly,
But they're amazing once they blossom.
They're often judged por their looks,
But take them seriously.
They're great once tu know them.
I know I'm not a daisy,
A tulip, o a rose.
I may not be attractive,
But I'm pretty nice.
Don't judge what tu don't know.
Yes, weeds are flowers, too.
Get to know them.
I guarantee tu won't regret it.
Just give them a chance.
They may look unsightly,
But they're amazing once they blossom.
They're often judged por their looks,
But take them seriously.
They're great once tu know them.
I know I'm not a daisy,
A tulip, o a rose.
I may not be attractive,
But I'm pretty nice.
Don't judge what tu don't know.
Yes, weeds are flowers, too.
Get to know them.
I guarantee tu won't regret it.
She was once someone I know.
She is now someone I knew.
I told her all of my secrets.
She never told a soul.
She never ran out of things to say,
To make me feel better.
She was the estrella of the sea,
But her ship sailed away.
The waves pushed me back.
Now, I find, I'm all alone.
This great person I knew,
Was a good friend.
It's a shame this had to end.
I miss her greatly,
But pining over her,
Won't change anything at all.
I have to mover on.
It's time to let go.
I will never forget what we had.
I finally accepted that it wasn't meant to be.
She is now someone I knew.
I told her all of my secrets.
She never told a soul.
She never ran out of things to say,
To make me feel better.
She was the estrella of the sea,
But her ship sailed away.
The waves pushed me back.
Now, I find, I'm all alone.
This great person I knew,
Was a good friend.
It's a shame this had to end.
I miss her greatly,
But pining over her,
Won't change anything at all.
I have to mover on.
It's time to let go.
I will never forget what we had.
I finally accepted that it wasn't meant to be.
