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When butterflies Fly
Gone! Chased from every field,
ravine and shadowed Forrest.
The warmness of summer,
good feelings of the fall.
Replaced by winter and icy fingers
that grip your very soul
and bringing a bleakness with
its light brigade charge.
The mind unknowingly wonders
and then focuses on one thing,
a transparent thought of when
butterflies fly in the spring
By
© Easy-LSM
ravine and shadowed Forrest.
The warmness of summer,
good feelings of the fall.
Replaced by winter and icy fingers
that grip your very soul
and bringing a bleakness with
its light brigade charge.
The mind unknowingly wonders
and then focuses on one thing,
a transparent thought of when
butterflies fly in the spring
By
© Easy-LSM
need advice
I am a new member and hope this is the correct group to ask for advice. I am 64 years old, but my phyiscal appearance and energy levelis that of a much younger person. I am very fit because I have made proper exercise and food a lifestyle from an early age. After retiring as a CPA, I became a certified personal trainer. I have my own training business, but l also train clients for a national fitness club. Many members of the club know I am a trainer and from time to time ask me for advice. I enjoy a reputation as having one of the hardest training workouts for myself and the best trainer on staff. That information is a backdrop to the advice I need. Some woman will come up to me and ask me to either give them advice or help them with an exercise. I am terrible at reading ques and do not know if they are interested in me personally or just my adivice. Some of my fellow trainers tell me "she is interested in you", but I am reluctant to make an advance for fear that I misread the situation. Even if the person was interested, I am not sure what to say or what my next move would be(lets go have a smoothie together,etc). I have been divorced for many years, but have dated occasionally. I tried to make this information and question simple, but may not have succeeded. Any and all advice would be greatly appreciated!
Black Friday
I had to work today, so I did absolutely NO shopping. I'm curious about those who may have stood on line endlessly for that "great deal" on a TV or whatever, only to have them all sold out by the time you got into the store. But...if you were lucky today, let's hear about it.
Hope you had a great Thanksgiving!
We did a brunch yesterday instead of a big dinner. It was great....my future son-in-law did all the cooking, icluding doing the bacon on the outside grill. Next year it will be a full blown turkey feast.
MY Tree is up.....a tiny 4 footer; just a perfect size for me this year. My kids took the tree down last year and I still can't find the ornaments. Guess I really don't need them.
I'll try to update more often.
I miss my peeps.
BB
MY Tree is up.....a tiny 4 footer; just a perfect size for me this year. My kids took the tree down last year and I still can't find the ornaments. Guess I really don't need them.
I'll try to update more often.
I miss my peeps.
BB
It seems we only lose the good ones
It seems as we grow older we become a lot more acquainted with ol Mr. Death and it seems he is pleased to meet us. Because at some time he knows that you'll become real close. I don't remember as a child, teenager or even a young man ever being concerned about death. I mean I knew it could happen but not to me...or at least that is the thought I had surrounded myself with. People who died around me did just that and that was that and I moved on. Eventually that little shield I had, started letting some realization in. I started noticing more and more people whom I had some type of connection where dying off.
Yesterday my oblivious state was shattered even more by the loss of a friend...
a friend who I had celebrated his birthday with on Friday, a friend who was full of life, who would light up a room when he entered, a friend whose booming laugh was so loud it was obnoxious and eventually made you laugh with him if not at him. He always laughed! His hand was always extended to those in need even when he needed. In the last three weeks I could not understand why for some unknown reason he had wanted to do so many things. We drove to the coast and picked up two bushels of oysters and had a shuck and chug at our favorite watering hole/country store. He bought a pig and stayed up all night cooking it by wood and then served plates to anybody that came up. He wanted to fix the parking lot at the store, he knew the owner didn't have the funds, so he arranged for me and several other rednecks to take our trucks and get loads of broken concrete that had been turned into gravel and dump it and then he borrow a tractor and graded the lot...he charged the owner one beer per redneck and then turned around and bought a case to share.
Early yesterday morning his wife found him sitting in his recliner, he had passed over...to what I don't know......I do know ...that he was taken quickly and quietly and maybe that was the beginning of his rewards...and if that is the case..I can not think of a better man to receive them
Yesterday my oblivious state was shattered even more by the loss of a friend...
a friend who I had celebrated his birthday with on Friday, a friend who was full of life, who would light up a room when he entered, a friend whose booming laugh was so loud it was obnoxious and eventually made you laugh with him if not at him. He always laughed! His hand was always extended to those in need even when he needed. In the last three weeks I could not understand why for some unknown reason he had wanted to do so many things. We drove to the coast and picked up two bushels of oysters and had a shuck and chug at our favorite watering hole/country store. He bought a pig and stayed up all night cooking it by wood and then served plates to anybody that came up. He wanted to fix the parking lot at the store, he knew the owner didn't have the funds, so he arranged for me and several other rednecks to take our trucks and get loads of broken concrete that had been turned into gravel and dump it and then he borrow a tractor and graded the lot...he charged the owner one beer per redneck and then turned around and bought a case to share.
Early yesterday morning his wife found him sitting in his recliner, he had passed over...to what I don't know......I do know ...that he was taken quickly and quietly and maybe that was the beginning of his rewards...and if that is the case..I can not think of a better man to receive them
A familiar sound
It called to me in the morning cold
a familiar feeling now that I am old
a sound only in my mind
about loves in which I was so blind
The air around me is so still
my breath escapes against my will
each moment seems frozen
re-living each relationship I had chosen
It only brings memories of when I was sad
allowing indecision to slowly drive me mad
the wind shifts and so do my thoughts
another pain it has brought
It comes knocking like an old friend
each barrier it transcends
stirring my deepest feeling
even if I am not willing.
Its face forms in the morning mist
it looks like all who are on my list
some who were truthful others phony
it is the sound of being lonely
By © Easy-LSM
a familiar feeling now that I am old
a sound only in my mind
about loves in which I was so blind
The air around me is so still
my breath escapes against my will
each moment seems frozen
re-living each relationship I had chosen
It only brings memories of when I was sad
allowing indecision to slowly drive me mad
the wind shifts and so do my thoughts
another pain it has brought
It comes knocking like an old friend
each barrier it transcends
stirring my deepest feeling
even if I am not willing.
Its face forms in the morning mist
it looks like all who are on my list
some who were truthful others phony
it is the sound of being lonely
By © Easy-LSM
To all my friends
Give Thanks
Geese fly south out of concern,
pumpkins are pick to make the pie.
The fields have the winter turn,
cornstalks now bleak like the sky.
Give thanks for what we grow,
this time of year, a boast.
When hard work will show,
pick the big one to roast.
Family from far and near,
food piled on the plate.
A thankful praise we hear,
for he who creates.
What a moment to be living.
A memory to be,
one that I will always see.
Having a happy Thanksgiving.
By
© Easy-LSM
Geese fly south out of concern,
pumpkins are pick to make the pie.
The fields have the winter turn,
cornstalks now bleak like the sky.
Give thanks for what we grow,
this time of year, a boast.
When hard work will show,
pick the big one to roast.
Family from far and near,
food piled on the plate.
A thankful praise we hear,
for he who creates.
What a moment to be living.
A memory to be,
one that I will always see.
Having a happy Thanksgiving.
By
© Easy-LSM
How Near/how Far
An interesting series of questions arose in another post here:
Do you still live near your "Home place" ?
How far away are you now?
How "connected" are you to your past?
How have you stayed connected? (If you wanted too)
Personally, I live about 250 miles from where I call "home" and still visit there regularly to see family but very rarely see any old classmates from high school although perhaps 35% now live in the area (it is a coastal region nationally recognized as a retirement mecca)-- I do follow my classmates through the high school website -- (Possibly the fact that I was very introverted and anti-social in high school means that I never really had any real friends from that era)-- Well, next year is the BIG class reunion and we will see how it plays out then.
Do you still live near your "Home place" ?
How far away are you now?
How "connected" are you to your past?
How have you stayed connected? (If you wanted too)
Personally, I live about 250 miles from where I call "home" and still visit there regularly to see family but very rarely see any old classmates from high school although perhaps 35% now live in the area (it is a coastal region nationally recognized as a retirement mecca)-- I do follow my classmates through the high school website -- (Possibly the fact that I was very introverted and anti-social in high school means that I never really had any real friends from that era)-- Well, next year is the BIG class reunion and we will see how it plays out then.
