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‘Choices of Being Happy’

Happiness is yellow,

And yet, it can smell like a pie.  It tastes like strawberries, and it sounds like the dinging of a bell, ringing from the churches.

And it feels like sand under my feet soft, smooth, warm but yet relaxing.  A gift to share, and return over and over again!!!

(credited to, Ernest S.)

A True Friend

abbieand buddy

(photo is credited to deb’s iphone, buddy and abbie)

A true friend is someone you can trust, a friend can mess with you and not make you anger, but come around with a smile.

We look for friends who are positive, nice and most of all respectful.

When you are sad, having a friend, who can make me laugh, who will bring me out of darkness, and back to normal again with a big smile, this is my true friend.

(My friend author, Ernest, and I are sharing each other’s poems, we thought you all would enjoy them.  Happy reading everyone.)

Credo to the Future

dreamcatcher part 5

(credited to google.com)

I believe in the fairness to all, the fact everyone should be treated equally, the color of skin, does not need to be a difference.

The rights of all should be the same the idea that racism should end.  But the idea, of all of these thoughts is coming true but it seems slim.

I believe in people coming together agreeably, and I believe in people helping each other, rather than hurting them.  I believe in hope for a better future.  And I believe in the world walking hand in hand, black or white, and all races being the same, coming together in the end, but to create a Peaceful world for all to enjoy.

(author; and credited given to my friend; Ernest S.)


If I could write These, Poems, By Cats

This book, is called ‘I could Pee on this.’  Its a poem book review, I was really impressed with these poems, I wanted to share a few of them with you.  Just imagine if your world, was like a Cats.

kitty part 1
(kitty from my iphone, credited to @debvillines)

‘Who is That on MY LAP?’

There's another cat in the house.
A Cat I've never seen before.
A much younger cat.
And yet, you seem to know her name.
You accidentally called me by her name.
Right in front of the lamp.
And yet my friend the throw pillow.
I've never been so humiliated.
So I may never love again.
(written by; Francesco) 

evie home window
Evie loves windows, (credited to; debvillines)

You can have the CD's,
I will take the string.
You can have the TV,
I will take this fuzzy thing.
You can have the kitchen set,
I will take this crumpled foil,
You can have the car,
I will keep this rug I soil.
You can have the beach house, 
I will take this tissue box.
You can have everything, 
Ooo I want those dirty socks.
For how dare you come home, 
smelling of another cat?
Who is that cat, I don't recognize?
(by; Francesco)


Something's wrong,
Why are the walls a different color?
Something's not right,
When did we get these stairs?
Something's off,
How did the kitchen move across the floor?
Something's going on,
Who changed all the homes outside?
Something's very odd,
Why are you mispronouncing 'Georgia?'
as 'New York?'
Something happened,
When you put me in that carrying case,
and someday soon, I will figure it out.
(by, Francesco)


I knead your chest with my sharp claws,
TO show you my affection.
I bite your arm and don't lwt go,
To show you adoration.
I walk across your throat at night,
Because I want to say, 'Hello.'
I leap from high upon your crotch,
Because I miss you so.
I trip you when I walk down the stairs,
So you know I'm always near.
I sit on your face and block all your air,
So my absence you need not fear.
I show my love in so many ways,
As my devotion runs over,
So I don't know why when I approach,
You duck and run for cover.
(by, Francesco)

Where do We go from here?

loving hearts

When I first hear your name;

And I first saw your eyes,

As they shined so black, as if they looked right through me,

As if your Eyes new me, my most inner thoughts, and my inner soul.

Oh my, and my secretes, as if they are revealed,

And yet my thoughts of you made me Sweat more profoundly;

my heart kept on beating faster, and faster, as if my breath was taken away by you, and your unforgettable Eyes.  what do I do from here? from here? (written by; @deb villines, all rights reserved)