Talk of The Villages Florida - Rentals, Entertainment & More
Talk of The Villages Florida - Rentals, Entertainment & More
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Valentine's Day poetry, anyone?
SONNET 116, Shakespeare...
Let me not to the marriage of true minds Admit impediments. Love is not love Which alters when it alteration finds, Or bends with the remover to remove: O no; it is an ever-fixed mark, That looks on tempests, and is never shaken; It is the star to every wandering bark, Whose worth's unknown, although his height be taken. Love's not Time's fool, though rosy lips and cheeks Within his bending sickle's compass come; Love alters not with his brief hours and weeks, But bears it out even to the edge of doom. If this be error and upon me proved, I never writ, nor no man ever loved. |
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Oh Juliet.
What light from yonder window breaks?
None. I bought Cooleroos.
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But soft! What light through yonder window breaks?
It is the east, and Juliet is the sun. Arise, fair sun, and kill the envious moon, Who is already sick and pale with grief, That thou, her maid, art far more fair than she. |
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2B or not 2B, that is the question, I am trying to figure out.
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southern: huh? whadidusay?
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English please, as I am too lazy to look it up.
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"It doesn't cost "nuttin", to be nice". MOM I just want to do the right thing! Uncle Joe, (my hero). |
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[i carry your heart with me(i carry it in]
BY E. E. CUMMINGS i carry your heart with me(i carry it in my heart)i am never without it(anywhere i go you go,my dear;and whatever is done by only me is your doing,my darling) i fear no fate(for you are my fate,my sweet)i want no world(for beautiful you are my world,my true) and it’s you are whatever a moon has always meant and whatever a sun will always sing is you here is the deepest secret nobody knows (here is the root of the root and the bud of the bud and the sky of the sky of a tree called life;which grows higher than soul can hope or mind can hide) and this is the wonder that's keeping the stars apart i carry your heart(i carry it in my heart) |
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WHAT'S WRONG WITH
Roses are red, Violets are blue, Sugar is sweet, And so are you.
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I love thee with the breath, smiles, tears of all my life.
And if God wills, I will but love thee better after death. And I hope that won't be for awhile, my Sweetie. Happy Valentines' Day.
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This is for my Sweetie!!
Roses are red Violets are blue Sugar is sweet And I love you Your smile is amazing Your beauty so true Your eyes shine like stars They will see our love through You're a gift from the angels They made you in heaven The girl that I dreamt about Since I was eleven You came in to my life And you turned it upside down You're an absolute princess Worthy of more then a crown I promise you everything Everything I have to give I promise to love you As long as I live You're my absolute world You mean everything to me You're perfect And you always shall be |
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I think we have a winner! |
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Blinking back tears here. Beautiful. And your Sweetie is a very fortunate woman.
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Yours above is also one of my favorites........ Here's another that is hauntingly beautiful..........though sad. It always reminds me of my childhood girlfriend who ended up being my maid of honor, dying young; devastating her young husband, a Vietnam war vet who also suffered from Agent Orange. He followed..... shortly after she died.....(I still remember when he called me one early New Year's Day morning to tell me she had passed overnight in the emergency room from her Lupus/enlarged heart. Annabel Lee It was many and many a year ago, In a kingdom by the sea, That a maiden there lived whom you may know By the name of ANNABEL LEE; And this maiden she lived with no other thought Than to love and be loved by me. I was a child and she was a child, In this kingdom by the sea; But we loved with a love that was more than love- I and my Annabel Lee; With a love that the winged seraphs of heaven Coveted her and me. And this was the reason that, long ago, In this kingdom by the sea, A wind blew out of a cloud, chilling My beautiful Annabel Lee; So that her highborn kinsman came And bore her away from me, To shut her up in a sepulchre In this kingdom by the sea. The angels, not half so happy in heaven, Went envying her and me- Yes!- that was the reason (as all men know, In this kingdom by the sea) That the wind came out of the cloud by night, Chilling and killing my Annabel Lee. But our love it was stronger by far than the love Of those who were older than we- Of many far wiser than we- And neither the angels in heaven above, Nor the demons down under the sea, Can ever dissever my soul from the soul Of the beautiful Annabel Lee. For the moon never beams without bringing me dreams Of the beautiful Annabel Lee; And the stars never rise but I feel the bright eyes Of the beautiful Annabel Lee; And so, all the night-tide, I lie down by the side Of my darling- my darling- my life and my bride, In the sepulchre there by the sea, In her tomb by the sounding sea. Edgar Allan Poe |
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Thanks Gracie!!! And I can tell you have the same feelings towards your "Sweetie"
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