JUST DROOLING, THANK YOU

No, I'm not buying anything

I'm just drooling, thank you ...

drooling over the cookies and rolls

pound cakes, eclairs .... pies, too

all those doughnuts (chocolate covered)

and sticky buns all smothered with goo!

Oh yes, I know they taste very good

but they're bad for your health, you know ...

all that white sugar and flour

artificial colors of the rainbow

and cakes full of chemicals

with synthetic icing white as snow!

Yes, they make them look quite tempting

with colors of every hue

and just gazing in the case at them

starts my mouth watering, too ...

but I won't give in to tempation

for I'm just drooling, thank you!

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Actually, I do give in to tempation...I love chocolate!

And, how could I resist those cookies!?

WOODS

The lacy fern is my filigree dream
The tall graceful elm is the strength I would be
The calm I would have is the slow-moving stream
My love for life, the glad bird in the tree.

I CAN'T REMEMBER ANY OF THE WORDS

I can't remember any of the words spoken
or the promises we made.
I only remember
that you were there beside me
and that afterwards
we walked out into a new world together
for the world was different
and we were different
and neither of us was afraid
because we were ...
together.

The bright morning sun smiled upon us
as the clear blue sky
and the green hills of earth
whispered in hushed wonder
as the gift of love
bestowed upon us
praying that we would treasure it ...
care for it tenderly
and daily devotion
that love might live
forever and ever.

I can't remember any of the words
I can't forget any of the beauty
when love was born ...
when life began.

ODE TO SPRING

As spring awakens nature from her winter's sleep

so does she with our souls, a rendezvous keep

and moves a winter weary soul to sing

a song of gladness welcoming the spring.

The poets too bow to an urge to write

a poem holding all of spring's delight

as if mere words could picture or portray

the soft illusive newness of a warm spring day.

Ah! one could search the whole wide world in vain

and never find such loveliness again

for what could we compare on land or sea

to sight and sound of spring's sweet mystery.

JUST LOVE, LOVE ME

The sun is shining by the seaside
the sands are sparkling on the shore ...
your eyes are shining now upon me
and my heart is sparking to its core ...
I am happy, happy here beside you
and out across the ocean's foam ...
we are seeing dreams and visions
of a shining, sparkling home ...
and your love is all I'm asking
nothing more or less will do ...
and when through all of life I journey
hand in hand, dear heart with you ...
just love me, love me, love me
is all I ask of you.

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( Dedicated to my true love, my husband.)

SOLITUDE

I like to be alone with me

I find myself good company

I think and feel and deeply muse

and learn to know my innermost views

There are surprises endlessly

I know not what my thoughts will be

And time goes skimming by so fast

the peaceful hours are soon past

I hear some speak of evenings long

and slowly passed as time gone wrong

Not so for me! These hours are mine

as precious gifts, and almost divine

Oh, I need friends and company

and cherish all they mean to me

For solitude cannot be long

and swiftly must it sing its song

Life needs contrast as does true art

and interludes are ever short

Activity must precede rest

and peace well-earned has met its test

But as the shadows follow sun

so do my special hours run

When solitude succeeds life's pace

I find peace in my own space.

MY NEIGHBOR

I've a wonderful neighbor I'll try to describe
one whom everyone loves at first sight
her twinlking blue eyes speak of kindness and truth
her manners are pleasingly right.

She's tactful and gracious to each everyone
she smiles often and is most sincere
if it were in my power my neighbor would win
the "Good Neighbor reward of the Year."

You can tell she has faith as she carries her load
for she labors in love every day
hope is her strength and joy her reward
she deserves to be "Queen for a Day!"

MAGIC BEACH

All the way to the north end of town
over the dunes and down
to our rock cliff with spruce trees growing right on the beach ...

"This is our Magic Beach"
she would tell us as children
while we'd sit in the calm and peace
at the end of the beach
with our sack of oranges
and our beautiful mother
resting her head against against the logs in the sun.

IF MORNING DEEPENS TRANQUILITY

Each dewdrop on a dandelion's crown
englobes the sun ...

So may quiet faith
stilling the tears of pain
mirror the orb
of All Glorious Love.

A KISS

It's taken for granted
if I may say ...
It has no meaning to some
in anyway.

It's easy to give
as it is to get ...
but some don't realize
it's the best thing yet!

For what's a kiss
if it can't be felt
deep in your soul
that you wanna melt!

Have you ever been KISSED!!!!?

I HEAR MUSIC

I hear sad and haunting soft played music
as the wind moans in the pines above
playing a harp of sorrow for tears that fall
in mourning for a long lost love.

The dancing leaves of reckless summertime
bring happy tunes for every tree
creating a light and lilting sweet refrain
borne by a vagrant breeze to me.

The sound of raindrops on a sloping roof
remind me of small fairies scampering here and there
lulling me with a symphony of sound
that drives away each worry and care.

The booming of the surf along the shore
the waves that lap the glistening, patient sand
sing songs of strange exotic far- off places
sometimes in chords I do not understand.

I hear music ... I need no instrument or strings
no trappings of a modern world can ever attain
perfection, like the scores of natures tunes
that ever match my moods of joy or pain.

YOU ARE MY SONG

I cannot sing to you
You ARE my song ...
Song of gladness

Song of sadness ...
Things begin and end
with you ...
I could sing a song triumphant
swelling to tremendous tones ...
Tones of vibrant living things
Lust for life ...
The earth, the sky
Rippling waters, stars on high ...
Or a mountain melody
Soulful, soothing harmony ...
Songs of everything on earth
I could sing the whole day long ...
But not to you
You ARE my song!

AGELESSNESS

The body ages ... not the heart
it stays forever young
expanding to embrace new loves
it's song is never sung.

Tomorrow I may love still more
than in my yesterdays
life knocks upon the waiting door
outside new music plays.

Love springs unbidden to the heart
a stranger, now a friend
and on a day till then grey dull
loom futures without end.

The mind can furnish countless joys
the body plays its part
but life has no conspiracy
to age a loving heart.

THE FULL MOON

...

A maiden steals through silent moonlight
to where, under an elm's shadows
her waiting lover's eyes are bright
while nature's music is heard from surrounding meadows.

From a pond comes the croaking of frogs
and nearby, crickets sing with might.
While a little rabbit, now unafraid of dogs
also adds his patter-patter rhythm to the night.

A night for love, when in the skies above
the full moon winks and smiles
when all is bliss on a night like this
the full moon winks and smiles.

...................................................(Moon picture is by artist Inga Nielsen.)

I FORGOT TO TELL YOU

In my haste
to explore the vastness
of all that surrounds
and centers on my life ...
I forgot
to look closely, sensitively
at the delicate pink petals
and intricate green leaf
of the little flower
you pressed
lovingly
into my hand.

In my haste
and mundane preoccupation
with lesser things
all through this day ...
I forgot to tell you
I love you ...
therefore something beautiful
and too precious to waste
was lost
to both of us.

MOMENT MELANCHOLY

Sometimes the heart is too heavy
to give voice to a song ...
the harp strings of poetry
having lost all their tautness
cannot sound the music
for which the soul hungers
and fingers have become too stiffened
with sadness
to pluck with carefree abandon
a joy-filled melody.

But the voice of faith whispers
were there no darkness
there would be no rejoicing
at the coming of light.

MONICA

It's about that time of the year
It seems a moment ago
I knew nothing about death till you died
One minute you were laughing ...
The next minute you weren't
I see you all the time
in my mind's eye ...
smiling and laughing
and telling me "hurry... hurry... see you soon"
I miss you
Everyone does ...
You left too soon
There was more of life to do
The time we had was precious and fun
I think somehow... you know... I think of you and always
will ...
You really haven't gone
You wouldn't do that
without telling me first.

LOVE

Love is a golden moon
defying the darkness of night
with promises, promises!
Reach for it with care, for
how could you find your way
in a dark world
without its light?

UPDATE & A NEW POEM

Life has been so very busy and I've had no time to visit my blogger friends.
So sorry!
I do hope to be back to posting new poems around the end of Sept.

I've been preoccupied with our dog Jake as we almost lost him 3 weeks ago to a condition called bloat....luckily I got him to our vet before his stomach had twisted.
The "little rascal" will be with us for a long life....God willing!

Next Thursday, I'll be heading up to Nova Scotia for a 2 week visit to see my wonderful family members that live there.
I'm so thrilled to be going, just a little worried about leaving Jake after this terrible incindent with the bloat, but I'm leaving him in good hands with my hubby.
He'll be at doggie daycare when my hubby is at work.
I know Jake will be ok!
We love the little guy (well, not so little now....he's almost 65 lbs.) SOOOOOOOOO MUCH!

I'm going to try and visit a few blogger friends before I leave on my trip.
Won't be able to visit everyone though....as I have soooo much to do before I leave.
Take care and I wish everyone beautiful days full of joy, love and peace!

(The picture of Jake and me was taken in Feb. when we all went cross-country skiing....it was a wonderful weekened, and just look at all that snow!)

HUGS!

Margie:)

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THOUGHTS OF YOU

They come to me with evening, calm and still
and bring me peace
these thoughts of you.

Slowly in the quietness of dusk
they fill me with
tranquility.

They make my eyes aware of loveliness
of intricate shadings
purple and grey.

They bring to me the far-off faint perfume
of all unseen
and beautiful flowers.

They tune my ears to drowsy humming sounds
of winds and waves
and distant bird calls.

LET ME FORGET

Let me forget how quickly
twilight gathers
when days are done.
Let me forget the cold
grey rain a bitter wind blows.
Let me forget how shadows
sometimes cover
the staying stars.
But, let me remember forever
the little victories
forgetting the scars!

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**Update**
Hi everyone
Thanks to all of you who have visited me and left your kind comments on this post.
As you can see I have not been at my blog for a while nor have I visited your blogs.
I have a good reason though!
I have been sick, but am getting better.

I miss all of you and am sorry I have not been able to visit.
Hope to be back soon.
Take care everyone and thanks again for coming by.
To those of you who came by a few times checking on me, thank you
for your concern, your kindness means a lot to me and I am grateful to know such nice people!

Soon as I am feeling completely better I will be visiting your blogs, and posting a new poem.
Bye for now!

Margie:)
Thursday, March 13th

STARS

In all of our short lives we love to see
Mysterious stars in clear and shining skies.
That they are wonderful we all agree.

While still alive, late in the afternoon
We wait to see in a coming cloudless night
Numerous stars near a new or fuller moon.

We stare at stars revealed in many flares
What are these stars? How do they come to shine?
And how do they stare at us, like birds and bears?

Are there more stars, shedding a light more pure
In a hidden universe beyond our sight?
In endless guessing how can we be sure?

How long have stars and skies been what they are?
There is, of course, another endless query:
Is there eternal life upon some star?

Some think so, some more do not believe it.
Unnumbered billions, now no longer living
Died on our starlit earth, grieving to leave it!

TOAST TO FRIENDS

Caravans of people, coming, going,
This way, that way, every way,
So long as it's the way that leads home.
Back to the fireside,
With its faces dear and its homey cheer!
Its Feast of Thanksgiving and its opportunity
To be together again,
And drink a toast to Auld Lang Syne.

I'm thankful for a lot of things
Far more than I can count,
That come into my hours and days
And swell the whole amount.

I'm thankful for the game of Life
With all its odds and ends,
But let me drink a toast tonight
In gratitude for friends!

TO MY HUSBAND

I find, as the day pulls to a close
And I sit and ponder this wondrous life
That the softness I feel
Has a power that is real ...
And there's something that makes me kneel
And I say, "Dear God, how glad I am
To contentedly sit in wamth and peace
As a rest eternal will never cease!"

I find, as the day its end draws near
And I sit contented will a full heart
That contentment I know
Is real and must show ...
And I know that from this the blessings flow
And I say, "Dear God, how glad I am
To be able to know what makes me calm
Like the soothing of music, a magic balm!"

I find, as the hours close in the day
As I know and am glad I have no strife
That the one that is near
Is the one that is DEAR! ...
And I look for you, who will appear
And I say, "Dear God, how glad I am
To be blessed to have loved one such as he
And to be blessed to have him be in love with me!"
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( Wishing everyone that celebrates Valentine's day....a very special day of love!)

Margie

LIFE IS A SONG

Life is a song, I know
I've lived too long to doubt that now ...
It has its melody, it's harmony ...
And sometimes seems to be ...
Oh yes, a trifle out of key!
It has its pause and rest ...
It's silence, just a test ...
To find us, you and me ...
When off our guard ...
In tune or out of it ...
Hum dum da dee!
It's twanging sharps and flats ...
Only the this and that's ...
Of every day to make for individuality ...
Life is a song, a thrilling, willing lark on wing ...
Oh, let it sing, my friend, sing, sing!

NO CHARGE

Across the Bridge to Dreamland
you can ride upon a star ...
as you sail above the pine trees ...
to a land that's very far.
From the little weedy troubles ...
in the gardens of today ...
for in Dreamland, you buy roses ...
but you never have to pay!

SLEEP

When sleep comes
Let it be gentle as
spring rain ...
Brave as the daffodil
Reaching through the
dark earth ...
Triumplantly to live
again.

Sweet as the muskiness
of roses
Blooming in deep fragrance
Showering the earth with
crimson petals ...
Frail, yet everlastingly
secure.

Vibrant and warm as the autumn
leaf
Reflecting from the sun
The color, joy and life ...
Which nature shares so happily
With all mankind

When sleep comes
Let it be silent as the snow
Quiet, pure and clean ...
That we may lie beneath the
blanket of earth's peace
Softly and serene.

A PARTING THOUGHT

May each day grant some cherished dream
and bring to all saddened hearts delight ...
May all our thoughts be touched with love ...
as peace enfolds us for the night!

BALLET OF TREES

The earth is a huge theater at night
The moon a spotlight for a fabulous ballet ...
Dancers dressed in their green flowing gowns ...
sway to the music of the soft breeze ...
to the rhythm of the wind.
They whirl in the moonlight ...
before their audience of shining stars ...
Beautiful ballerinas!
Their slim forms bending low ...
tossing their heads heavenward ...
twirling and sweeping outstretched arms ...
through the brisk evening air ...
then bowing when their dance is done!
The stars blink out with the coming dawn ...
and the green dancers fade into stately trees ...
The theater becomes a busy world!

QUATRAIN

The only love we really keep
is the love we give away ...
for both the gift and giver are one ...
and each the other will repay.

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Wishing everyone a wonderful weekend!
I'm going on a weekend trip to The Mts for some skiing.
I'm very thrilled to be going, as it was a surprise from my hubby.
Leaving in the morning.
I'll be back on Monday, and will be by to visit all of my nice blogger friends then.
Thanks so much for all your visits!
It's always so special when you drop by!

Margie:)

SINGING LEAVES

The winter winds blow raw and chill
The earth is blanketed in snow ...
It's bleak and bare and cold and stark ...
And yet to me it isn't so.

For just outside my windowpane
There stands my own enchanted tree ...
It's limbs are bare and shorn of green ...
And all of summer filigree.

But on a sunny winter's day
The little sparrows gather there ...
And fluffing up there feathered plume ...
Their chit-chat warms the winter air.

Each little bird a singing leaf
A chirping chorus as they sing ...
To branches stark and cold and bare ...
Yet holding all the joy of spring.

IN MY OWN PARTICULAR WAY

It seems as though I knew you when
the stars began to shine ...
You laughed and smiled and I knew then ...
that you were always mine ...
in my own particular way.

We were in love, the hour was late
that night we met, my dear ...
so was it just a turn of fate ...
that made me want you near ...
in my own particular way?

We've lived a lifetime since that night
Now, darling, we belong ...
together, so my heart is light ...
and bursting with glad song ...
in my own particular way.

RECIPE FOR A DREAM

Here is a dream for sleep.
Here is a dream to keep.
Will you try?
Will you buy?

Take a thin wedge of the moon
with a tiny, wide-eyed star ...
Whip up a silver spoon ...
in a jade-green samovar.

Moisten with drops of dew
Fold in the smell of heather ...
A soft pink cloud or two ...
With a dash of April weather.

Color with rainbow's end
A petal from a flower ...
Mix together and blend ...
Let stand in the sun for an hour.

Add one ray of fading light
Sprinkle with poppy seed ...
Spread on the crust of night ...
To meet your dearest need.

A dream for sleep
A dream to keep ...
Will you try?
Will you buy?

THEY WHO SPEAK

Our little friends
who speak another language ...
dumb animals you say? Dumb?
Not you, my feathered beauty ...
making music for me when skies are grey!
Not you, my playful fluff of feline mischief ...
waiting at the window for my return at night!
Most of all, not you, lovable
barking approval of all I do ...
fetching my slippers ...
and lying in contentment beside our fireplace.
Dumb! Not they, who speak through silence
of loyalty and trust and love incomprable!

Suppose we build a bridge for you
our little friends so tried and true ...
When everthing on earth goes wrong ...
and life forgets to sing her song ...
you perk your ears and wag your tail ...
and say: "No fear, I'll never fail
Hold on, old pal, what'er you do
Close at your heels, we'll see it through
I'm all for you! I'm all for you!"

COME WITH ME

Fly to the world of make-believe
There's room for me and you!
Slip on your gown of moon-dust
And make your dreams come true!

We'll dine on honey and fairy food
We'll live in a place of gold!
We'll sleep on clouds of thistledown
And we never need grow old!

We can dance and sing to an orchestra
Melodious as the night ...
Our friends will come and join us there ...
By mellow candlelight!

And (loveliest part of everything!)
There'll be no clocks to clack ...
No bells, no time to hurry us on ...
And nothing to call us back!

MEDITATION

The measure of a thought is
ocean wide ...
For mind can walk the spheres with
easy stride ...
Can flow into the beauty of the sea ...
Or blend into the pulse of harmony.

How good when we have found the
jeweled key ...
That turns the lock of doubt and
sets us free ...
From deep desires that bind us by
their force ...
To wing our way upon an endless
course.

Let thinking drop all fetters in its
flight ...
Escape into the winds that cool the
night ...
(No longer prisoned by its mundane
bars)
To soar beyond the golden dust of
stars!

TO MY FRIENDS

When you're down in the dumps
and joys seem gone ...
Remember this maxim dear ...
"The clouds have a lining of silvery gauze."
We must turn them inside out - because
Spring will soon be here.

There's a feel in the air
and a joyous lilt ...
comes to the heart that's sick and sad ...
as the silvery clouds hurriedly fly ...
racing madly across the sky
helping to make us glad!

The season is changing.
We're changing too ...
Guard the smile in your heart today.
Green grasses are growing, and rivulets run ...
Flowers will be blooming, springtime will come ...
and joy in our hearts will stay!

MY OWN

Places belong to the people who love them.
Making this trail in the forest my own ...
here I am whole as the mountains above me ...
separate, apart, but never alone.

Here I am one with the songs and the laughter
wafted by winds from the trees to the streams ...
This is my own for I drink from its sweetness ...
strength for my living and silence for my dreams.

This is my trail where the West is unchanging
This is the secret of peace that I know.
Footsteps of others are never discordant ...
This is my own for my love makes it so!

STARS

Hast thou ever watched a starlit sky
Gazed at those jewels of night?
Hast thou ever seen one shooting by
A pure and brilliant light?

'Tis a wondrous sight my heart dost know
For I've beheld it of'en and long ...
And dreamed young dreams with spirit aglow ...
With lips breathing rapturous song!

Each star a hope reveals to me
Of numerous, thrilling things ...
Of lands afar and sights to see ...
Each star a message brings.

One star outshining all the rest
I call my guiding light ...
It stirs my depth to all its best ...
T'will lead my soul aright!

THE COMFORTING

I would not have you back on earth
your body racked with pain ...
I know that longing for your mirth ...
your friendship, is in vain!

And yet, when I sit wondering
as night is merged with day ...
It seems your spirit comes to bring ...
the words you cannot say!

SNOW

The beauty of trees in a blanket of snow
and the silence, as down the flakes fall ...
have oft put my heart in a spirit of peace ...
and taken my mind from it all!
The grace of the twigs in their frosting of white
with the deep solemn trunks of black ...
have oft made me think of my dear old home town ...
How my soul yearns right now ... to go back!

Oh, to walk through the snow when the twilight comes down
with a dog, and warm clothes ...
And a heart filled with cheer!
The summer months call with the voice of the sun ...
But, I truly am glad now that winter is here!

BELOVED

I dream of you when I see dawn
Come over the ledge like the leap of a fawn.
I dream of you when the pine trees sing
At night with a restless beat and swing.

You bring no end of love and care
To rid me of any despair.
I dream of you at dawn, at night
I love but you, my soul's delight!

TO MUSIC

There is a music of the soul
That some may never even guess ...
Which ignites the lives of people ...
And radiates happiness.

A song of beauty, that is heard
May bring us sweet forgetfulness ...
From pain or sorrow, grief, or tears ...
Live ever, in our hearts to bless.

And in that sweet song without words
A melody of pure delight!
It too, can lift us to the clouds...
And turn to light the darkest night.

Joy and beauty, love, fond and true
A song can bring us all these things ...
Our own hearts to beautify .
With an inner song, that ever sings!

MY TEACUPS

Regret, and remorse
are in my teacup.
Grief, sorrow, and tears
I've drunk it all up!

Smile, gaiety, and laughter
The handle I clutch it by.
Love, devotion, and tenderness
A sweet kiss, a bitter sigh!

WHAT WERE YOU LIKE WHEN YOU WERE TWELVE?

You loved all things in your world
even the tiniest broken flower ....
In the shining light, seeing so clearly
the joyous vibrations in all of life.
Delighting in the sun, running with the wind ...
You laughed often ...
At one with the happy songs heard everywhere.
You were love, life, light and laughter!

A WIFE TO A HUSBAND

A-shining from our eyes
Tender and true ...
The love within our hearts ...
We see...we do!

From your eyes of brown
And my eyes of blue ...
The love light is the same ...
From me to you!

NOT FORGOTTEN

Gone, but not forgotten
Enshrined in my memory ...
Are valued mental pictures ...
Which only I can see.
Memory flashes them upon the screen
In colors in every hue ...
And when I'm sad and lonely ...
"Loved Ones, I see you."
No artist's brush has touched them ...
Life has produced these pictures rare ...
Love and sacrifice; joy and sorrow ...
Have put the colorings there.
These mental pictures are not for sale ...
I'm the appreciative one, you see ...
And will you believe it when I tell you?
They're worth a million to me!

FAITH

Faith makes us carry on
Not counting the cost ...
It makes us battle on ...
When the fight seems lost.
It soothes us in sorrow ...
Which we all must know ...
Makes brighter tomorrow ...
The path we must go.

The battle is half won
Half vanished the foe ...
When in faith it's begun ...
And hearts are aglow.
Be the task great or small ...
Faith makes it worthwhile ...
Makes us heed duty's call ...
And doing it SMILE!

A BABY'S PRAYER

A little child knelt to pray
His hands were clasped at his chin ...
His eyes were closed, his head bowed
"God forgive men for their sin.

"Those men who made the war, God
And took my daddy away ...
From mommy, sister amd me
Dear God, make those men behave!

"Now mommy cries and cries, God
She's good and kind - mommy is
She wouldn't hurt any one , God
She didn't make the war that is.

"It was made by awful, and uncaring men."
Tears ran down his little face
And broken sobs shook his frame
While he prayed for peace and grace!

NOT TOO LATE

Stumbling along that highway, no beauty can you see
Just take my arm my friend, and walk along with me ...
Yonder is the road we'll take, as it is smooth and straight
Don''t shrug your shoulders friend, and say it is too late ...
Slowly we shall walk along, and see the fields so green
And on this road you'll see beauty, that your eyes have never seen ...
Just cast your eyes up in the sky, and see how clear and blue
It's not too late, my friend, to start again and live your life anew.

AROUND THE BEND

Have you ever had that lonely ache
that crushes the heart till it's likely to break
that crying out for the human touch
to fill the gap that has grieved you much?

Then suddenly, around the bend you meet a friend
just when you thought it was the end!
You clasp each other's hands, a joyous thrill envelopes you!
You, who thought the night was dark!
But, all you needed was the magic spark!

Now you know that heaven awaits around the bend!
Where skies are blue and wild flowers blend!
The blue birds sing and you have found a friend
Around The Bend!
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It's been so long since I have posted a poem.
Thought today was a good day to write and share a poem.
I hope that maybe I might have a few of my friends stop on by to read it.
I think I'm probably long forgotten, as I have not been able to visit you all very much.
I'll be back to posting on a more regular basis in the Fall.
Take care, dear friends!


Margie:)


**Update**
Thanks to all you sweet people that have visited me!
I'm sorry I've had no time to come by and visit all of you, or even reply to your wonderful comments on this post!

I'm leaving for Nova Scotia, Canada Aug 23rd and will be back home Sept 6th.
I'm so looking forward to my trip!!!!!
Hope so much to get back to posting shortly after I return.
Enjoy the rest of your Summer and enjoy each and every moment of your life!
Take care!
Be happy!
Hugs and smiles to all of you!

Margie:)