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kathrinchen Nov. 30th, 2006 09:10 pm)
kathrinchen Nov. 30th, 2006 09:10 pm)Today was another busy day. I went to bed late after doing the laundry. Got up earlier and did more laundry, went to work, worked extra hours, got back home, did more laundry, talked to my mom who´s doing better, talked to Beate, took a shower, did more laundry, talked to my dad, talked to Anli, made my bed, talked to my dad, will do more laundry.
That was just about it.
I hope you had a great day :)
James Weldon Johnson, ed. (1871–1938). The Book of American Negro Poetry. 1922.
Lost Illusions
Georgia Douglas Johnson
OH, for the veils of my far away youth,
Shielding my heart from the blaze of the truth,
Why did I stray from their shelter and grow
Into the sadness that follows—to know!
Impotent atom with desolate gaze 5
Threading the tumult of hazardous ways—
Oh, for the veils, for the veils of my youth
Veils that hung low o’er the blaze of the truth!
It' s wondrous what a hug can do
A hug can cheer you when you're blue.
A hug can say, "I love you so"
Or, "Gee! I hate to see you go"
A hug is, "Welcome back again!"
And, "Great to see you!" Or
"Where have you been?"
A hug can soothe a small child's pain
And bring a rainbow after rain
The hug!
There's just no doubt about it
We scarcely could live without it.
A hug delights and warms and charms
It must be why God gave us arms.
Hugs are great for fathers and mothers
Sweet for sisters, swell for brothers
And chances are some favourite aunts
Love them more than potted plants.
Kittens crave them. Puppies love them
Heads of State are not above them.
A hug can break the language barrier
And make the dullest day seem merrier
No need to fret you about the store of 'em
The more you give
The more there are of 'em
So stretch those arms without delay
And give someone a hug today
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That was just about it.
I hope you had a great day :)
James Weldon Johnson, ed. (1871–1938). The Book of American Negro Poetry. 1922.
Lost Illusions
Georgia Douglas Johnson
OH, for the veils of my far away youth,
Shielding my heart from the blaze of the truth,
Why did I stray from their shelter and grow
Into the sadness that follows—to know!
Impotent atom with desolate gaze 5
Threading the tumult of hazardous ways—
Oh, for the veils, for the veils of my youth
Veils that hung low o’er the blaze of the truth!
It' s wondrous what a hug can do
A hug can cheer you when you're blue.
A hug can say, "I love you so"
Or, "Gee! I hate to see you go"
A hug is, "Welcome back again!"
And, "Great to see you!" Or
"Where have you been?"
A hug can soothe a small child's pain
And bring a rainbow after rain
The hug!
There's just no doubt about it
We scarcely could live without it.
A hug delights and warms and charms
It must be why God gave us arms.
Hugs are great for fathers and mothers
Sweet for sisters, swell for brothers
And chances are some favourite aunts
Love them more than potted plants.
Kittens crave them. Puppies love them
Heads of State are not above them.
A hug can break the language barrier
And make the dullest day seem merrier
No need to fret you about the store of 'em
The more you give
The more there are of 'em
So stretch those arms without delay
And give someone a hug today
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mein kopfweh ist wieder da
weißte was, der bond, den ich net gesehen hab bisher, ist bei amazon auf lange wartezeit *grummel*
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dachte grad schon..uuuhh..kommt mir doch bekannt vor ^^
ein knuddel auch für dich !
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:) Ein Knuddel zurück ^^