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Monday, January 27, 2014

~Laura Mijangos

To you I read this poem dearly
so you can understand me clearly
I thank you for being there for me
you made me as happy as I can be
you were there to hold me in your arms
and made me feel better with all your charms
for that I own you all I have,
When I was sad you made me laugh
and let me tell you this and I tell you with a loving kiss....
I love you Mother
you are unlike any others.

Joseph Walter Duggan

Time, the thief of life,
Time, an unwinnable fight,
Time, brings the work of death,
Time, brings a newborn’s breath.

Time, brings couples together,
Time, keeps love going forever,
Time, an instrument of healing,
Time, it can be revealing.

Time, brings us wrongs and rights,
Time, brings all humans fright,
Time, can be good or bad,
Time, makes us happy and sad…
Time, ‘tis what gives life meaning,
Time, 'tis oh so demeaning,
Time, our memories it will rinse,
Time, for it’s the world’s balance.
Copyright © Joseph Duggan 2008


Girl: Describe me in one word.
Guy: Mine. 

for you.

“Do more for the world than it does for you.”

«There will be books written about Harry, every child in our world will know his name.»


“Some people just aren’t worth the trouble…”


love heals =) 


Trust; once it's broken it's almost impossible to rebuild. It's easier to move on than keep telling lies to yourself.

~Connie Stevens

Nothing you wear is more important than your smile.

— three questions

“My mother tells me
that when I meet someone I like,
I have to ask them three questions:
1. what are you afraid of?
2. do you like dogs?
3. what do you do when it rains?

of those three, she says the first one is the most important.
“They gotta be scared of something, baby. Everybody is. If they aren’t afraid of anything, then they don’t believe in anything, either.”

I met you on a Sunday, right
after church.
one look and my heart fell into
my stomach like a trap door.

on our second date,
I asked you what you were afraid of.
“spiders, mostly. being alone. little children, like, the ones who just learned how to push a kid over on the playground. oh and space. holy shit, space.”
I asked you if you liked dogs.
“I have three.”
I asked you what you do when it rains.
“sleep, mostly. sometimes I sit at the window and watch the rain droplets race. I make a shelter out of plastic in my backyard for all the stray animals; leave them food and a place to sleep.”

he smiled like he knew.
like his mom told him the same
“how about you?”

I’m scared of everything.
of the hole in the o-zone layer,
of the lady next door who never
smiles at her dog,
and especially of all the secrets
the government must be breaking
it’s back trying to keep from us.
I love dogs so much, you have no idea.
I sleep when it rains.
I want to tell everyone I love them.
I want to find every stray animal and bring them home.
I want to wake up in your hair
and make you shitty coffee/tea
and kiss your neck
and draw silly stick figures of us.
I never want to ask anyone else
these questions
ever again. ”