By: David W. Clare

When there's no one else around,
at least you know you have a place to sit...
After they've kicked you in the face and left town...
You are lucky to have that old wooden chair!

He's always there!

Women come, women go, the show must go on... no matter rich, poor, weak or strong, we all need us that; old wooden chair!

I often wonder who made my wooden chair, that faithfully awaits for me to lend a hand, like a true blue friend who understands...

In a world filled with lies, greed and contempt; a decent chair is your best friend!

Even Elvis once said, "If you can't find a partner, use a wooden chair."


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Jesus , you are my Life now and forever.
Your Love is what complete this life of mine.
For I once was a total mess, til you fix me.
I was working my way toward death back then.
But right now I am really working my life to life.
Because now I have a purpose and a life.
To live for your Beautiful Glory Lord God.

No sound for hours,
looked under the sofa
behind two woodstoves,
beneath the sink where only
mama goes; finally, in the cellar
covered in a week of ***** clothes,
                                    
                   ­                         kitty, Bella.

It is that time of year again
when snowflakes fall and fires glow
Robins appear from nowhere
in the crisp white snow.
Carols are sung and all is merry
Gifts are waiting for the big day
I hope Santa brings you all good wishes
and there is one thing left to say
from me that is Happy Christmas Everyone.