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Dearest friends can ne'er depart my heart
Even my mind is filled thinking of you
Boy, have we had good times or what
Other times we've cried with one another
Really, you are quite a wonderful person
Adventurous and loving woman - my friend
Happy to be able to call you mine!
Thinking of my dear and special friend, Deborah :) Love you!
Do you accept the terms and conditions?
Clicked so unwittingly,
Private information sold to the highest bidder,
Read the small print and it's plain to see.

Nothing is yours any-longer,
They know you better than yourself,
Corporations and governments unite,
They sell your data with the upmost stealth.

The all seeing eye is upon us,
And its glare seeks to remand,
We unknowingly sign away our lives,
It's a sphere of oppression, an arm, a hand.

The people must fight this tyranny,
We can't roll over and play dead,
We are more than a wire to be tapped,
Oppose the militant laws that seek to deflate us with dread.

Don't find trust in empty promises,
Manifesto's weighing heavy with slander and lies,
Find trust in the people,
Our independence must never die.

Do you accept the terms and conditions?
We must stand against the corrupt,
Despotism enveloped by mock democracy,
The free public must erupt.
Inspiration came from a massively eye-opening documentary on the connections between massive corporations, privvy to all our private data, and the governments of the world. It is unacceptable
Sonnet XLIII: How Do I Love Thee?
How do I love thee? Let me count the ways.
I love thee to the depth and breadth and height
My soul can reach, when feeling out of sight
For the ends of being and ideal grace.
I love thee to the level of every day's
Most quiet need, by sun and candle-light.
I love thee freely, as men strive for right.
I love thee purely, as they turn from praise.
I love thee with the passion put to use
In my old griefs, and with my childhood's faith.
I love thee with a love I seemed to lose
With my lost saints.  I love thee with the breath,
Smiles, tears, of all my life;  and, if God choose,
I shall but love thee better after death.
written by Elizabeth Barrett Browning

I just wanted to share one of my favorites!
I take no credit in this, as Elizabeth is the wonderful poetess
who wrote this piece of work.
the best way
to defeat the odds
is to take it
one day at a time
I was talking to someone a bit ago,
and my words came to mind.. (above)..
Now I wish to share with you!
  May 2015 Debbie Jean Embrey
Traveler
We embrace our flaws
Emotional lesions scar
We confess vaguely
Truths of who we are

An eye watches from deep within
Every thought and curse we send
The mask we choose for each occasion
The thought of witness breeds mutation

The carefree dies
And we become
One with source
When we're done...
Traveler Tim
Re To 06-17
being a grandmother is everything
joyful
love unending
a time to spoil
and a time to grin
we say yes
even when parents say no
that's what we do
we love them
squeeze them
hug them
while all along
we are flying high
listen
let your heart hear
let your heart speak
don't go it alone
the pain is unbearable
but with the heart
love knows no bounds
written on 5-12-2015
@ 5:25 p.m.
Something to think about
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