Poetry and Sayings

Scrapbooking

• When summer turns to winter,
  And the present disappears,
  The laughter we were glad to share
  Will echo through the years.



• Here is the perfect poem for a title page.
  
  My arms reach out through time and space
  And hold each memory in place:
  A creaking swing, a whispered word,
  A promise only night winds heard...
  A little footstep on the stair,
  A small fragmented baby prayer.
  My arms reach out through time and space
  And do not find an empty place.
            June Masters Bacher



• And what is life?
  A crazy quilt;
  Sorrow and joy,
  and grace and guilt,
  With here and there
  a square of blue
  For some old happiness
  we knew--
            Douglas Afallock



• Life is a collection of moments.



• What a wonderful life I've had. I only wish I'd realized it sooner.



• A human life is a single letter in the alphabet. It can be meaningless. Or it can be part of a great meaning.



• When I hear somebody sigh, "Life is hard," I am always tempted to ask, "Compared to what?"



• Life is like a rocking chair...you've got to push it to make it go.



• You are the author of your own life story.



• Life is like an onion, you peel it off one layer at a time, and sometimes you weep.



• Never be sad for what is over, be glad it once was yours.



• A happy life is built up of little clumps of violets noticed along the roadside.



• Count your blessings.



• It may not be the best, but it's not bad.



• If you can eat today, enjoy the sunlight today, mix good cheer with friends today, enjoy it and thank God for it.



• The special book upon the shelf
  was made with many hands.
  Our ancestors who posed back then
  all came from different lands.
  
  Their pictures were all tucked away
  and rarely did we see,
  The importance of these treasures is
  The start of you and me.
  
  The history of our families
  now here in black and white
  Preserved with special care and time
  Each page is done just right.
  
  When time permits, we take it down
  and think of days long past.
  Our hopes, our dreams, our heritage
  All safe and made to last.



• Life is a scrapbook, torn and old
  In which our little lives are told,
  And when the twilight shadows fall
  This is the sweetest thing of all;
  To turn the pages of the years,
  Remembering with happy tears
  The faithful love, the perfect friend...
  These things are treasured to the end.

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