Life : Our Relations N US

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Wings of Imagination

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Rhythem of Life

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Its beautiful Life

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Life holds so many priceless things.

The falling rain, the wind that sings.

Each star on a high, a big full moon.

And sunbeams dancing in your room.

The river as it rushes on.

A sunset when day is gone.

No wealth can buy a mountain tall.

These priceless things belong to all.

An autumn tree lends beauty rare.

With leaves piled deep most everywhere.

As nature wears a glowing smile.

To make each day a day worthwhile.

Could anything be quite as dear?

As laughing children that we hear?

The gift of friendship that is ours?

The miracle of growing flowers?

Each magic moment, treasured time

These priceless gifts are Yours and mine.

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I had already written this one before on the forum but last day i read this again from my old book N get it real worth to post on the forum i hope u will appriciate my decision to do so ....

I ran into a stranger as he passed by,

Oh excuse me please" was my reply.

He said, "Please excuse me too; I wasn't watching for you."

We were very polite, this stranger and I. We went on our way and we said good-bye.

But at home a different story is told, How we treat our loved ones, young and old.

Later that day, cooking the evening meal, My son stood beside me very still. When I turned,

I nearly knocked him down.

"Move out of the way," I said with a frown.

He walked away, his little heart broken. I didn't realize how harshly I'd spoken.

While I lay awake in bed, God's still small voice came to me and said,

While dealing with a stranger, common courtesy you use, But the children you love,

you seem to abuse. Go and look on the kitchen floor, You'll find some flowers there by the door.

Those are the flowers he brought for you. He picked them himself: pink, yellow and blue.

He stood very quietly not to spoil the surprise, You never saw the tears that filled his little eyes."

By this time, I felt very small, And now my tears began to fall. I quietly went and knelt by his bed;

Wake up, little one, wake up," I said.

Are these the flowers you picked for me?"

He smiled, "I found 'em, out by the tree. I picked 'em because they're pretty like you.

I knew you'd like 'em, especially the blue." I said, "Son, I'm very sorry for the way I acted today;

I shouldn't have yelled at you that way."

He said, "Oh, Mom, that's okay. I love you anyway." I said, "Son, I love you too, and I do like the flowers,

especially the blue."

FAMILY

Are you aware that if we died tomorrow, The company that we are working for could easily replace us in

a matter of days.But the family we left behind will feel the loss for the rest of their lives.

And come to think of it, we pour ourselves more into work than into our own family,

an unwise investment indeed, don't you think?

So what is behind the story?

Do you know what the word FAMILY means? FAMILY =

(F)ATHER (A)ND (M)OTHER (I) (L)OVE (Y)OU