Lol, come on guys....women are not that problematic! Hahahahaha!! Maybe I should ask Bob Marley Mandie
Excellent mail Sir..!!Kanamen said:Sometimes this is exactly what happens when things don't turn out the way you expected. If you have faith, you just need to trust that every outcome is always to your advantage. You might not know it until some time later.
Kanamen said:A man came home from work late, tired and irritated, to find his 5-year old son waiting for him at the door.
SON: "Daddy, may I ask you a question?"
DAD: "Yeah sure, what is it?"
SON: "Daddy, how much do you make an hour?"
DAD: "That's none of your business. Why do you ask such a thing?"
SON: "I just want to know. Please tell me, how much do you make an hour?"
SON: "Because I didn't have enough, but now I do.
"Daddy, I have $100 now. Can I buy an hour of your time? Please come home early tomorrow. I would like to have dinner with you."
The father was crushed. He put his arms around his little son, and he begged for his forgiveness.
Hmmmmm amazingly nice.....thanks for sharing sir.....+1 for you......qorax said:Slow Dance
Have you ever watched kids
On a merry-go-round?
Or listened to the rain
Slapping on the ground?
Ever followed a butterfly's erratic flight?
Or gazed at the sun into the fading night?
You better slow down.
Don't dance so fast.
Time is short.
The music won't last.
Do you run through each day
On the fly?
When you ask 'How are you'?
Do you hear the reply?
When the day is done
Do you lie in your bed...
With the next hundred chores
Running through your head?
You'd better slow down
Don't dance so fast.
Time is short.
The music won't last.
Ever told your child,
'We'll do it tomorrow'?
And in your haste,
Not see his sorrow?
Ever lost touch,
Let a good friendship die...
Cause you never had time
To call and say, 'Hi'?
You'd better slow down.
Don't dance so fast.
Time is short.
The music won't last.
When you run so fast to get somewhere
You miss half the fun of getting there.
When you worry and hurry through your day,
It is like an unopened gift - Thrown away.
Life is not a race.
Do take it slower;
Hear the music
Before the song is over!
You better slow down.
Don't dance so fast.
Time is short.
The music won't last.
Qorax
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This poem was written by a teenager with terminal cancer.
Appreciated & reciprocated...pittabread said:Hmmmmm amazingly nice.....thanks for sharing sir.....+1 for you......