Hi Sylvia...long time no see.
I read on here more than post. Posting from the tablet is cumbersome for someone who likes to write as much as I used to do here
Snakes (Rich)
Hey, Y'all
by snowbird 35 Replies latest jw friends
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JWdaughter
Welcome back. Your type always starts showing up this time of year
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Juan Viejo2
Sylvia,
I've missed you. Glad to see you are back for a visit. Return often.
JV
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jookbeard
hey Sylvie, long time -
life is to short
Welcome back
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wannaexit
Hi there! Are you here to stay? I hope so. Don't leave again OK? :)
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stuckinarut2
Welcome home😀 -
snowbird
Thank you all, again.
Lieu, you and that goose!
Magnum, suddenly I'm craving a rich chocolate ice cream on a stick.
Shirley, I see you, girlfriend.
Snakes/Rich, you know how I feel about you and Alabama.
Pistoff, of course I'm in the line of Jesus of Nazareth.
We all are.
JW Daughter, don't start with me ...
Coco, Through a Darkened Pane is forever imprinted on my heart.
GL, when I watch Bill O'Reilly with his word of the day, I think of you.
I still remember the word "philippic."
Old John, tee hee hee.
Jookie, good to see you.
LITS, precious woman, say hey to Flipper, OK?
Wanna, I ain't going nowheres.
Stuck, thanks.
Love you guys.
Sylvia
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compound complex
Three candles have been burning bright, bright and true as
I sit and I stare into my own personal and intractable oblivion;
however, the tapered red triplets have begun to gutter though
all my windows have been shut against even the smallest draft.The first, whose wick I set to flame, has grown cold as, so too,
has the warmth that once so lovingly caressed my robust frame.
As a penetrating fog new to a once lively mind has settled in and
dampened my soul, I glance the second scarlet torch; it goes dead.Anxious -- terrified -- that changes swift and sure are invading the land I
do love, I shield my eyes in fear from the third and last before it, too, bids
adieu to a darkening room . . . yet, I sense it blazes all the more merrily while
vision dims and a stiff cold wind from a broken pane intones my night has come. -
snowbird
CoCo, ...
Ah, a jeremiad against the advancing years.
I, too, hear the rapids in the distance.
Sylvia