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Saturday, June 19, 2010

Everyone might not now what beauty lies in them. Everyone may not have the beauty in their face, but what lies beneath them is the beauty in their heart. Most of the people judges a person with its outside looks, but they cannot appreciate the inside part of it. What is really important is not the looks of a person but the character inside the heart of a person.

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insights

TOY ESCAPE

Late Christmas Eve, when all was still,And the room was dark as night,The Christmas tree lit magically;It was a fantastic sight! Then from around the tree trunk came,A strange and funny sound,As gifts began to unwrap themselves,And toys jumped out all around. The music box began to play,And in a crazy trance,The candy canes jumped off the treeTo do a silly dance. The big stuffed bear leaped to his feet,To see what he could see;He rode a shiny, bright red bikeAround the Christmas tree. The new toy kitchen started to cook,And before you could blink an eye,The oven door opened, and from insideCame a tiny pizza pie. A squirt gun squirted everything;It knew what it was for;By the time that it was emptied out,A big puddle lay on the floor. A beautiful doll with golden hairWas searching for a friend;A toy soldier marched up and took her hand;They were a perfect blend. In the bedroom were a boy and girl,Asleep in Christmas dreams;The soldier saluted; the doll gave a kiss;At least that's the way it seems. Now everything began to tire;The toys went back in place;But when mother woke in the morning,You should have seen her face. The tree was fine; the gifts were there,Yet mother gave a roar;She looked at her wet shoes and yelled,"What's this puddle on my floor?"

stilleto heels

as i see her standing there in all her glory wings spread wide with beauty in her beloved stiletto heels as though they were a part of herflowing down the lines of her legs the feathers of her wings gently ruffled wrapped in the robes of a queen with her halo titled slightly as she graces me with her presence a work of art and heavenly creation is what she is, in her stiletto heels and angels wings a voice so gentle to sooth the savage beast like a siren of times gone by attracting me with her beauty and intelligence of her song,to see her dance is a thing of wonder like seeing the auroras for the first time with virgin eyes never nothing quite so beautiful the innocence that was once lost is regained at the grace of her stiletto heels and angels wings.

June 2010
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