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The following poem was recently given to me by a friend. He said it was written out for him on the back of an old envelope and given to him by a woman who died tragically the next day.

Life is a story in volumes three, The past, the present And yet to be.

The first is finished and laid away. The second we are reading day by day.

The third and last of the volumes three, is locked from sight... ...God keeps the key.

-- Mary H. 1975 [From: MarGerlach@aol.com]

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Peggy, You are so right---there are angels on this earth.. God sent them here to bring Joy to others such as you have.. Please don't ever stop.. May God be with you always A fellow angel With Christian Love Ron-------------Here is something I wrote and share with others-- ~When will it be my turn~ At a young age , we were taught that there was someone special for everyone in this world.. Upon reaching my late teens and being fresh out of high school , I thought I found that special someone A woman like no other.. But I was wrong .. . Upon reaching my twenties there was no one special in my life . I began to doubt myself.. Was I to picky and looking for to much. Where my expectations to high.. This misfortune continued into my thirties.. At which point I again reached out to who I thought was the one.. Only to find she would later destroy my life .. As my forties rolled by I was totally confused cause for I no longer knew what I was looking for. The years had faded my thoughts.. my body was withering because of age.. Soon I was fifty and began to wonder , when will it be my turn. Was I being passed over ,or perhaps there was no one for me. Was it all a lie ,was I to walk this world all alone.. Would I never know the happiness of a mate sharing my later years with me. Was I being punished for the life I led. Will I always eat and slept alone, no one to share my wisdom with and grow old gracefully. with.. Life sometime is cruel but as long as I have pleasant memories of the year passed survival is easy.. Is that some one special still out there or did she walk by unnoticed.. Did she say hello to my deaf ears or was she never there at all ..I will wait for her till the day I am called home to be with the Lord.. And at that point I will ask him .When will it be my turn to find that special some one to share eternity with,, And he will say---I am here. Sleep well my friend where ever you may be.---RAC/YMIRON [From: YMIRon@aol.com]

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Peggy I sat with a smiling heart and read and looked at your page it is a most beautiful page .Thank you so much for letting me share it. I love this poem and I am ....Clinging to the Vine.

~Cling To The Vine~ As I walk upon the beach,I pick up shells within my reach. All so different,yet unique,They cannot talk ,but yet they speak Thier edges worn ,some chipped and cracked from being tossed both forth and back. I came upon one huddled inside another,That was sticking closer than a brother And as I sorted through my shells,I saw a house that belonged to a snail. The snail probably washed back out to sea,And left its house here for me. Our life and Jesus could be like this....Lets see ,we'll go down the list. He made us all different, and yet unique.He made us to talk,But when we should ,we dont speak. As on lifes sea we're tossed about,We all get chipped and chunks knocked out. Our hearts get broken and then Jesus sends,The Holy Spirit our hearts to mend. Just like the little shell we should huddle close to God,Stick to Him as on this path we trod . Jesus wants to stick, closer than a brother,He wants you to trust Him, as you do no other. And like the little snail that didn't stick firm to his house. If we wander from Jesus we'll be tossed about. But,If we build our house On The Rock of ages ,we will have no doubt as lifes storms rages. When lifes billows start to roll,we'll cling to the Rock and He will save Our souls. Lord Jesus we are fragile,enclose us in you,until this life is over and we come to heaven too........Amen JAG Janice Godsey Copyright September 5,1997 [Email; Dumplyn52@aol.com]

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They hover close beside you Till all your cares are gone Till they can see you池e ready Once again to carry on.

Then some of them may fly away And take their gentle touch To other hearts that need The love of Angels very much.

But one, at least, stays with you As your constant friend and guide, For GUARDIAN ANGELS never leave They池e always at your side.. [From; Carole~ CC1and2@aol.com]

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I thought you may enjoy this online buddy poem of mine.....it's from the heart and still makes me sigh! Wrote it for my chatline gals and haven't shared it with em yet. this was written for my gals from mwk1: mzh25,hapipants,memetess,mrstplus3,pastashell,momuvsix.lsaltz0864,makinmems and okiemoma....thanx for all of us being there for each other!! jacci

I JUST THOUGHT YOU'D LIKE TO KNOW THAT SOMEONES THOUGHTS GO, WHERE YOU GO YOU'RE SOMEONE SPECIAL I CAN NEVER FORGET-- THE HOURS WE'VE SPENT SINCE WE FIRST MET NOW--- MY CONSTANT PRAYER WILL BE THAT GOD WILL KEEP YOU CLOSE TO ME AND IF THERE COMES A TIME TO DEPART I HOPE I WILL ALWAYS HAVE A PLACE IN YOUR HEART ALWAY REMEMBER MY THOUGHTS ARE OF YOU DON'T QUESTION MY WORD MY LOVE IS SO TRUE.

JACCIMOZ@AOL.COM

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