badbobby Loc: texas

I keep on dying again.

Veins collapse, opening like the
Small fists of sleeping
Children.

Memory of old tombs,
Rotting flesh and worms do
Not convince me against
The challenge.
The years
And cold defeat live deep in
Lines along my face.

They dull my eyes, yet
I keep on dying,
Because I love to live.

Poem by Maya Angelou

pafret Loc: Northeast

Maya got a little too graphic at times. I prefer this philosophy:

Some think the world is made for fun and frolic,
And so do I! And so do I!
Some think it well to be all melancholic,
To pine and sigh; to pine and sigh;
But I, I love to spend my time in singing,
Some joyous song, some joyous song,
To set the air with music bravely ringing
Is far from wrong! Is far from wrong!
Harken, harken, music sounds a-far!
Harken, harken, with a happy heart!
Funiculì, funiculà, funiculì, funiculà!
Joy is everywhere, funiculì, funiculà!

Ah me! 'tis strange that some should take to sighing,
And like it well! And like it well!
For me, I have not thought it worth the trying,
So cannot tell! So cannot tell!
With laugh, with dance and song the day soon passes
Full soon is gone, full soon is gone,
For mirth was made for joyous lads and lasses
To call their own! To call their own!
Harken, harken, hark the soft guitar!
Harken, harken, hark the soft guitar!
Funiculì, funiculà, funiculì, funiculà!
Hark the soft guitar, funiculì, funiculà!

badbobby Loc: texas

while searching 'funicula'


I came upon this
I loved the movie
this is a traditional American folk song of uncertain origion
dating to the early 19th century

Shenandoah
Shenandoah

Oh, Shenandoah, I long to hear you
Look away, you rollin' river
Oh, Shenandoah, I long to hear you
Look away, we're bound away
Across the wide Missouri.
Now the Missouri is a mighty river
Look away, you rollin' river
Indians camp along her border
Look away, we're bound away
Across the wide Missouri.
Well, a white man loved an Indian maiden
Look away, you rollin' river
With notions his canoe was laden
Look away, we're bound away
Across the wide Missouri.
Shenandoah, I love your daughter
Look away, you rollin' river
It was for her I'd cross the water
Look away, we're bound away
Across the wide Missouri.
For seven years I courted Sally
Look away, you rollin' river
Seven more years I longed to have her
Look away, we're bound away
Across the wide Missouri.
Well, it's fare-thee-well, my dear,
I'm bound to leave you
Look away, you rollin' river
Shenandoah, I will not deceive you
Look away, we're bound away
Across the wide Missouri.

lindajoy Loc: right here with you....

Keep on living~~~

Life and love share a bond,
Not through magic, nor a wand.
Each of us, both we need,
Nurture them, like a garden seed.

Life with no love, substance lacks,
To each soul, a heavy tax.
Love with no life, slowly fades,
It may take a few decades.

Life and love, has so much beauty,
We must enjoy them, that's our duty.
Open our hearts, and freely share,
Life and love, will be very fair.❤️

by AnitaPoems.com

pafret Loc: Northeast

I loved this song from the first time I heard it. It was a source of great confusion to me since I knew the Shenandoah Valley is in Virginia and nowhere near the Wide Missouri. Took a couple of years before I discovered this was a song of the the Voyageurs who explored most of the river systems in North America.

lindajoy Loc: right here with you....

Tops!!!!!

badbobby Loc: texas

hi Linda
always a pleasure

lindajoy Loc: right here with you....

Always my pleasure,