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Post by Patsy » Tue Oct 16, 2007 9:21 pm

This was written on the first wednesday in February 1987, The first time I'de lived alone in 39 years, I was thinking about Father.
His picture was the first one I bought a frame for. Myself. Chris Blair and J P Anderson had just started a Band called Shotgun, Two of the best friends I've ever had, Op's mustn't forget Mell Tarner, or is it Dessi Greer, I wonder if he's a double thingy person," who give's a dam". " Barry my son" who is a double thingy person, has'ent given me peace this last one hundred years to post something on this site, "this is for him", and in Memory of my Father Harry Tweedie (master Plasterer), my Mother Ella Tweedie, nee Denvir, "Ill alway,s Love you", and J.P.Anderson, " Legend".


[align=center]Remember me when day's are short ,

Where Poppy's grow on field's of woe,

Remember me when star's are bright ,

Or when you lay your head to rest,

With cobweb's spinning in your head,

Recording happy songs,

That make the poppy's sway a happy dance,

Beneith the star's

It's only me remembering[/align]


I hope this keep's Barry happy, Goodluck


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Post by Rossco » Thu Oct 18, 2007 10:22 pm

very good Pasty, liked that poem. although i think you'll need to post a few more to keep him happy :mrgreen: :we :du :sm :gd :p :sm
Well you may throw your rock and hide your hand
Workin' in the dark against your fellow man
But as sure as God made black and white
What's down in the dark will be brought to the light

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Post by BASEL » Sun Oct 21, 2007 8:36 pm

Bite me
To resist the influence of others, knowledge of one's self is most important.

Draw from your past....... but don't let your past draw from you

Yama, The world is changed. I feel it in the water. I feel it in the earth. I smell it in the air. Much that once was..... is lost. For none now live who remember it.

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