A Loving Memory Poem About Snuggles From Hutachagoodlife – Thank you


In Loving Memory Of My Snuggles Who Sadly Died This Morning

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A huge thank you to hutchagoodlife.wordpress.com from the bottom of my heart, for these lovely words and your beautiful poem. You have touched my heart and soul. Snuggles would have loved the poem, just as much as I do.

Whee are utterly heartbroken and so very very sorry for your loss.

Snuggles may have passed away,
And your heart’s clearly breaking,
But remember all the good times,
And let them ease the aching.
Let the memory of her squeak,
And the smile on her lips,
Bring you some small comfort,
When your heart’s in griefs grips.
She is no longer of this Earth,
Over the Rainbow Bridge she stays,
Happy, free and painlessly,
In the meadows in the sky she plays.
So dry your tears,
And take my hand,
Smile my dear friend,
Because, like a circle,
Her life and your love,
Will surely never end.

You are in our thoughts

xxxx

Try something different – Try something new


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Try something different,
Try something new,
Have a purple potato,
Or two.

Try something different
Add something new,
Create excitement,
For what you do.

Try something different,
Do something new,
A hobby, a location,
A job or two.

Try something different,
Read, watch, listen,
To something new,
Monitor your thoughts and feelings
And your actions too.

Think something different,
Think something new,
Be brave, face your fears
And make your dreams come true.

(Despite their appearance, these potatoes were very yummy. I ate this meal in London, prior to walking around the Digital Revolution Exhibition.)

Write soon
Sandra

Open Your Eyes


Hi Everyone

I felt I had to share this wonderful thought-prevoking poem with you by Diedre Blake because I totally agree that we must create our own reality of what we want our life to be. We can choose our mindset, we can choose our attitude, we can choose our actions and we can choose our path in life. The question is, will we?

Gli Occhi Aperti / The Open Eyes….

Until next time

Write soon

Sandra