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Pammie and G-STRING's Prayer for the Day....

Dear Lord...
Please put your arm around my shoulders and your hand over my mouth.



Lisa and Pammie looking beautiful..humble an't we..*giggle*



Thanksgiving at Lisa's and were not Sober..Oh!! wait Lisa isn't I just look that way cause I'm exhusted from all the cooking I did..*giggle* *ducking from Lisa's flying boot*..

She's Always There For Me
Ask any woman and she will tell you that her friendships with other women are among the most important relationships in her life. Our girlfriends make us laugh, listen to us cry, tell us the truth - even when it's difficult to say - and stand up for us when necessary. They sometimes know us better than we know ourselves, and understand us when no one else does...


Pammie and Amy/ Lisa and Alissa



To Our Daughters

Amanda, Alissa , Michelle , Abbey, Amy

A mother holds thier childs hand for a little while their hearts forever.

Don't ever give up your dreams....and never leave them behind. Find them; make them yours, and all through your life cherish them, and never let them go. If it should happen that your dreams are shattered do not be afraid. Have the courage to pick up the pieces and smile at the world. For dreams that are easily shattered can just as easily be rebuilt.........Love Mom

~FRIENDSHIP WREATH~

~The Gift Of Friendship~

Once the package of friendship has been opened, It can never be closed.
It is a constant book written...waiting to be read....and enjoyed.
We may have our disagreements....we may argue....we may concern one another.
Friendship is a unique bond that lasts through it all...
A part of me is put into my friends...
some with humor....some it is real life experiences
some it is my romanticism...but with all it is friendship.
Friendships forged are a construct stronger than steel...
built on a foundation necessary for life...and necessary for love...
Friends, YOU and ME...
You brought another friend...and then there were 3...
we started our group...our circle of friends..
And like that circle, there is no beginning or end.....




The clock of Life is wound but once.
And no one has the power to tell just when the hands will stop.
At late or early hour, now is the only time you own.
LIVE, LOVE, TOIL with a will.
Place no faith in tomorrow for.
The CLOCK may then be still....





Dedicated to all us Chat Junkies

We sit we type, and we stare at our screens,
We all have to wonder, what this possibly means.
With our mouse we roam, through the rooms in a maze,
Looking for something or someone, as we sit in a daze.
We chat with each other, we type all our woes,
Small groups we do form, and gang up on our foes.
We wait for somebody, to type out our name,
We want recognition, but it is always the same.
We give *kisses* and *hugs*, and sometimes flirt,
In ICQ we chat deeply, and reveal why we hurt.
We do form friendships - but - why we don't know,
But some of these friendships, will flourish and grow.
Why is it on screen, we can be so bold,
Telling our secrets, that have never been told.
Why is it we share, the thoughts in our mind,
With those we can't see, as though we were blind.
The answer is simple, it is as clear as a bell,
We all have problems, and need someone to tell.
We can't tell "real" people, but tell someone we must,
So we turn to the puter, and to those we can trust.
Even though it is crazy, the truth still remains,
They are FRIENDS WITHOUT FACES, and odd little names....


If i may i would like to add a personal note to this poem
I am very proud to be one of those FRIENDS WITHOUT FACES,
*Hmmmmmm well maybe not with out a face cause my face is on this page *giggle* but I am so happy to have made so many wonderful friends from being on-line...*hugs* all..Pammie



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