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through the summer into fall and find us beached upon some snowy shore waiting for the spring to come again. Then gingerly we'll go through jonquils to seek out other summers. Birthday to birthday, season to season every hour will be an anniversary of the hour just past.
| or right side. No misery in not being loved, only in not loving. I learned these truths myself to tell them to you now, As you go sailing through the sun on your way toward life. It troubles me that there are those who want their kind of freedom bad enough to take away their neighbors' in the process. I nurse my wounds in private and when the bandages get sour I put them in a private garbage bin. Why contaminate my neighbor and his city? Voting is not as easy as it used to be. You always end up electing somebody. |
 People on their birthdays will take a drink or two And tell you how they won the prize in nineteen forty-two, some other Sunday before the swing came down and papa smashed the car up on his way in from the town. People on their birthdays all live in yesterdays before the kids grew up and went their own ambitous ways, wasn't it something that long-ago July and that's about the time birthday people start to cry. Happy Birthday, drink a toast to me. I'm all of ten and goin' on a hundred twenty-three. about being alone? Tell someone you're a loner and right away they think you're lonely. It's not the same thing, you know. It's not wanting to put all your marbles in one pocket. It's caring enough not to care too much. Mostly it's letting yourself come first for a while. Rod McKuen In Someone's Shadow "Seeing, hearing and smelling", said six-year old Alison when asked what she liked best about life, making the philosophers look kind of silly.    |
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