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Do you feel like your in a "RUT" at work with noway out?
   Yes for sure     87.9%   481
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Number of Votes: 547
 
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Poll created on Wednesday, August 06, 2008

Wings

Category:Editorials (Brenda Fraser)
Published Date: 05/05/2005

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WINGS

 

 

I’m a woman, breathing alive

I am emerging

And have so many things left to do

If I could, I would fly.

And most of all I need to spread my wings,

But I don’t need to be a cocoon anymore.

 

When I was a girl reaching for the stars

And I’ll tell you what made me different,

It was standing beside the grey cement wall

And crying for attention.

 

Tell me what I will look like

When the shadows fall away

So that I can move towards it,

Tell me how bright my wings will be

So that I can stretch them to their strongest length.

 

There are a thousand opportunities to taste,

And I’ll tell you all about them.

Because I know, I’m wiser than I look.

And more beautiful than a million butterflies.



Why I Forward Jokes.... Not my own work but i liked the story....

A man and his dog were walking along  a road. The man was 
enjoying the scenery, when it suddenly occurred  to him that he 
was dead. He remembered dying, and that the dog  walking beside 
him had been dead for years. He wondered where the road  was 
leading them.

After a while, they came to a high, white stone  wall along one
side of the road. It looked like fine marble. At the  top of a
long hill, it was broken by a tall arch that glowed in the 
sunlight. When he was standing before it he saw a magnificent
gate in  the arch that looked like Mother of Pearl, and the
street that led  to the gate looked like pure gold. He and the
dog walked toward the  gate, and as he got closer, he
saw a man at a desk to one side. When he  was close
enough, he called out, "Excuse me, where are we?

"This is Heaven, sir," the man answered.

"Wow! Would you  happen to have some water?" the man asked.

"Of course, sir.  Come right in, and I'll have some iced water
brought right up." The man  gestured, and the gate began to
open. "Can my friend,"  gesturing toward his dog, "come in too?"

the traveler asked.
I'm sorry, sir, but we don't accept pets."

The man thought  a moment and then turned back toward the road
and continued the way he  had been going with his dog. After
another long walk, and at the top  of another long hill,he came
to a dirt road which led through a farm  gate that looked as if
it had never been closed. There was no fence. As  he approached
the gate, he saw a man inside, leaning against a tree  and
reading a book.
"Excuse me!" he called to the reader. "Do  you have any water?"

"Yeah, sure, there's a pump over there".
The man pointed to a place that couldn't be seen from outside 
the gate. "Come on in." "How about my friend here?" the traveler

gestured to the dog. "There should be a bowl by the pump."

They  went through the gate and sure enough, there was an old
fashioned hand  pump with a bowl beside it. The traveler filled
the bowl and took a  long drink himself, then he gave some to
the dog. When they  were full, he and the dog walked back toward
the man who was  standing by the tree waiting for them.

"What do you call this  place?" the traveler asked.
"This is Heaven," was the answer.
"Well, that's confusing," the traveler said. "The man down the 
road said that was Heaven, too."
"Oh, you mean the place with the  gold street and pearly gates?
Nope. That's Hell."

"Doesn't it  make you mad for them to use heaven's name like
that?"
"No. I  can see how you might think so, but we're just happy
that they screen  out the folks who'll leave their best friends
behind."

Soooo...  Sometimes, we wonder why friends keep forwarding jokes
to us without  writing a word, maybe this could explain: When
you are very busy, but  still want to keep in touch, guess what
you do? You forward jokes.  When you have nothing to say, but
still want to keep contact, you  forward jokes. When you have
something to say, but don't know what, and  don't know
how, you forward jokes.

And to let you know that you  are still remembered, you are
still important, you are still loved, you  are still cared for,
guess what you get? A forwarded  joke.


So my friend, next time if you get a joke, don't  think that
you've been sent just another forwarded joke, but that  you've
been thought of today and your friend on the other end of your 
computer wanted to send you a smile

"SUCCESS COMES IN CAN'S"
"failure comes in  can'ts"







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