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We have arrived! We have moved from "spaced out" to Cyber Space! | THIS IS OUR PAGE - NEED HELP TO MAKE IT WORK! | |||||||||||||||||||
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HELLO COUSINS HAPPY BIRTHDAY AUNT BEV! Hi everyone. As many of you know, Gail and I have moved to our country residence. = Just in case you want to send us money or notes of praise, here is our = new mailing address. 9159 Haldi Lake Road Prince George, B. C. V2N 6J9 Telephone, fax and email remain the same. Regards Victor Bowman & Gail Walton Ph. (250) 964-6441 Fax (250) 964-7441 email: [email protected] - I REALLY NEED SOME INPUT - NEWS - GOSSIP - TRUTH OR LIES THIS WEB SITE NEEDS ALL OF YOU TO MAKE IT A SUCESS! This is Caroline! She is my wonderful Grandaughter! Several members of our family have offered to write some articles for this page. I look forward to inserting them on this page. If you have any photos - email them to me (or mail them) and I can insert them also. Thanks, Sheila Since you guys are not sending me stuff to intput, you are going to get some poetry! >RAIN You left me the Rain Along with silent conversations And plastic laughter Mocking Mocking shattered dreams That Hung In Pain filled clouds How can my world be gone And yet the pain Remain EXPECTATIONS Meet me not in the grayness Of twilight Discard Your expectations Leave behind Your mirrored reality You loss and mine If You see not I but the image of your Projections Your loss and mine If You know not I but the dreams of your Fantasy Your loss and mine If You touch not I but a cold reflection The image of your projection Your gain and mine If We meet beyond the superficial façade And Risk a shattered mirror MY DEAR FRIEND I love you deeply But you are free Free To fully be If our dreams meet and merge That's great Unfortunately it's late The sands of time are more than Halfway through Each Precious second is a gift to you Be free Live your dream Fulfill your destiny A whole person you must be CONFUSION In your eyes I sometimes see The confusion that I feel Yet you reach out in tenderness And caress my very soul Someday perhaps the Confusion will be gone SUMMER You slipped into my life Caught me unawares Not looking If found you beside me I opened the door Trusting Quiesent in Loves' suspended Time I reached out my hand Then you retreated Now I am afraid Crying inside I want the walls to be gone Again WINTER When I think I've had all the pain Still There's more - my body Is so heavy It can barely move Across the room Yet Still there's more Your head Upon our pillow The sharing of our bed The seals softly singing The sea's song Lonely undulations Unrelenting waves Did we touch to deeply Or Not deep enough Your body next to mine Still smiles Memories of something Beautiful You were not ready Transitory images are what You choose to chase And oh the pain Bruising of the soul Yet Still there's more Stand still The sea has many moods Depths Beyond our ken Stand still Feel - see - touch One cannot love so much Then let it go Kalediscopic memories Footprints in the sand Now washed clean Yet still I dream of that We briefly shared Where do dead dreams go STAND STILL Stand still Suspend Yourself in time The pain began at birth Reach out Touch And know It's not me - not you That's wrong That is what we must strive To get beyond We need to grow Yet The pain of birth Causes change I am afraid and So are you Stand still Deal With the pain Our pain And Know that love is Really what you fear |
Georgina - Thanks for letting me know that the Birthday page was hard to find! I am going to put all of the links on the first page asap!CLICK HERE FOR THE BIRTHDAY PAGE CLICK HERE-GUESS WHAT'S HIDDEN? CLICK HERE FOR PHOTO PAGE CLICK HERE FOR COUSINS - UNDER CONSTRUCTION CLICK HERE FOR SHEILA'S PAGE AND LIVE VOICE CHAT CLICK HERE FOR COUSINS - UNDER CONSTRUCTION CLICK HERE FOR OUR PHOTO PAGE | |||||||||||||||||||
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 This is our new hobby! FANTASY Dawn devours darkness Stealing sleep away Yet I still feel your touch Feel us mesh Flesh on flesh Yet It is not real You come with silent slumber And steal away on streams of dew And tears for you I shed in sleep Awake I cannot keep you near Not here You go with dusty dreams When the suns caressing beams Awake and dance upon My empty pillow Alone am I with Dawn THE AWAKENING The mercuric moonbeam Slipped down a silver stream Kissed my brow And I awakened from a dream No more the colours shades of brown But now in growing glory crowned In brilliant hues of rainbow Gowned My lifeless limbs no longer lay But waken up to greet the day The eternal union was Complete For beam and ray They always meet THERE IS NOT BLACK THAT'S BLACK NOR WHITE THAT'S WHITE AND MANY WRONGS ARE HALFWAY RIGHT CLICK ON THE PHOTO FOR A SPECIAL LINk!!! | ||||||||||||||||||||
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