FRIENDS IXX

SEASONS OF MY LIFE.

Through the seasons of our lives,
friends come and go.
Some stay longer than others,
Some touch us,
and then are gone.
But as the seasons change,
I am reassured to know
you will always be there.

Because no matter how busy
our lives become,
our friendship remains true.
And knowing I have
the kind of friend
I have in you,
gives me new hope
to face all my tomorrows.

~Leslie J. Snodgrass~

Hugs are warm
Hugs are nice 
Hugs are ways 
To break the ice
If you send me a hug
You won't regret
I'll hug you back
So you can't forget! 
A hug is just a way to say, 
I love you in a special way, 
To tell that someone special, 
I care about you in every way. 
When you shed a tender tears 
a hugs is sure to be near. 
When you're trembling in fear 
a hug will come from someone dear. 
Wrap your arms around someone near 
In your hug is the circle of life. 
A new begging to an endless day 
A ray of hope to light your way. 
Take a hug and pass it on 
don't save them up it can't be done. 
Share them with family and friends, 
share them whenever you can. 
A hug will make you "aahh" 
A hug will make you "oohh" 
A hug will make you smile 
A hug will make you feel great. 
A hug lightens up your day 
A hug throws away your loads 
A hug strengthens your ties 
A hug makes you feel important. 
A hug is harmless 
Stop! Take a break! 
It only takes a little of our time 
Why not share a hug? 
We all need a hug, aren't we? 

~~anon~~

          LIFE
Life isn't about keeping score.
It's not about how many friends you have
Or how accepted you are.
Not about if you have plans this 
weekend or if you're alone.
It isn't about who you're dating,
who you used to date,
how many people you've dated,
or if you haven't been with anyone at all.
It isn't about who you have kissed,
It's not about sex.
It isn't about who your family is or
 how much money they have
Or what kind of car you drive.
Or where you are sent to school.
It's not about how beautiful or ugly you are.
Or what clothes you wear,
what shoes you have on,
or what kind of music you listen to.
It's not about if your hair is blonde,
 red, black, or brown
Or if your skin is too light or too dark.
Not about what grades you get,
how smart you are,
how smart everybody else thinks you are,
or how smart standardized tests say you are.
It's not about what clubs you're in or 
how good you are at "your" sport.
It's not about representing your whole 
being on a piece of paper and seeing
who will "accept the written you."

LIFE JUST ISN'T.

But, life is about who you love and who
 you hurt.
It's about who you make happy or 
unhappy purposefully.
It's about keeping or betraying trust.
It's about friendship, used as a sanctity 
or a weapon.
It's about what you say and mean,
maybe hurtful, maybe heartening.
About starting rumors and contributing 
to petty gossip.
It's about what judgments you pass and why.
And who your judgments are spread to.
It's about who you've ignored with full 
control and intention.
It's about jealousy, fear, ignorance,
 and revenge.
It's about carrying inner hate and love,
letting it grow, and spreading it.
But most of all,
it's about using your life to touch or 
poison other people's hearts in such
a
way that could have never occurred alone.
Only you choose the way those hearts 
are affected,
and those choices are what life's all about.
author unknown

~Best Friends~

~When I am feeling sorrow 
and need to talk to someone....
you are always there.
When I feel lonely and need 
to share my thoughts.... 
I turn to you and you listen.
When I am feeling joy and 
want to celebrate....
you are there to share it with.
You listen you care....
that's what good friends are 
all about.
I cherish our friendship....
it is truly a treasure.
I hold your friendship lovingly 
within my heart.....
Thank you for being my friend~
~verse by shari~

 WHAT IS ŁOVE 


Are ur palms sweaty, is ur 
heart racing, And ur voice 
caught within your
chest?
•It isn't Łove, it's Łike.
You can't keep your eyes or 
hands off of them, am I right?
•It isn't Łove, it's Łust.
Are you proud, and eager to 
show them off?
•It isn't Łove, it's Łuck.
Do you want them because
 you know they're there?
•It isn't Łove, it's Łoneliness.
Are you there because it's what 
everyone wants?
•It isn't Łove, it's Łoyalty.
Do you stay for their confessions
 of Łove, because you don't want to hurt
them?
•It isn't Łove, it's pity.
Are you there because they
 kissed you, or held your hand?
•It isn't Łove, it's unconfidence.
Do you belong to them 
because their sight makes your
 heart skip a beat?
•It isn't Łove, it's infatuation.
Do you pardon their faults 
because you care about them?
•It isn't Łove, it's friendship
Do you tell them every day 
they are the only one you think of?
•It isn't Łove, it's a Łie.
Are you willing to give al
l of your favorite things 
for their sake?
•It isn't Łove, it's charity.
Does your heart ache and
 break when they're sad?
•Then it's Łove.
Are you attracted to others, 
but stay with them faithfully 
without regret?
•Then it's Łove.
Do you accept their faults 
because they're a part of who they are?
•Then it's Łove.
Do you cry for their pain, 
even when they're strong?
•Then it's Łove.
Do their eyes see your 
true heart, and touch your soul
 so deeply it hurts?
•Then it's Łove.
But do you stay because
 a blinding, incomprehensible
 mix of pain and elation
pulls you close and holds you?
•Then it's Łove.
Would you give them
 your heart, your life, your death?
•Then it's Łove.

Now, if Łove is painful,
 and tortures us so, why do we Łove?
Why is it all we search for in life?
This pain, this agony?
Why is it all we long for?
This torture, this powerful death of self?
Why?
Because it's ... Łove