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May our todays be better
than the ruins of our yesterdays.— C.G.Ayling (@CGAyling) December 27, 2013
May our todays be better than the ruins of our yesterdays.
Always should never be an almost.@lynncalbrecht 🙂 I almost always do. Very clever book cover. I like it.
— C.G.Ayling (@CGAyling) December 27, 2013
Always should never be an almost.
Today I looked at my youngest and asked her, "When did my little girl turn into such a shapely young lady?"
Julia smiled, "Last night."— C.G.Ayling (@CGAyling) December 27, 2013
Today I looked at my youngest and asked her, “When did my little girl turn into such a shapely young lady?” Julia smiled, “Last night.”
"Taking from the rich to give to the poor",
it has never been about that,
and always about how to stop
the rich stealing from the poor.— C.G.Ayling (@CGAyling) December 27, 2013
“Taking from the rich to give to the poor”, it has never been about that, and always about how to stop the rich stealing from the poor.
Treasure your family,
they really are the most precious things we all have.
Though things,
they are not.— C.G.Ayling (@CGAyling) December 28, 2013
Treasure your family, they really are the most precious things we all have. Though things, they are not.
a full breath held,
a sigh,
in release,
she is gone,
yet she is here,
trapped forever,
in my tear.— C.G.Ayling (@CGAyling) December 28, 2013
a full breath held, a sigh, in release, she is gone, yet she is here, trapped forever, in my tear.
Though we can't make time,
we should make it for our friends.— C.G.Ayling (@CGAyling) December 28, 2013
Though we can’t make time, we should make it for our friends.
only a soul's light shines bright enough
to illuminate the mundane
and let us see
there is no mundane,
'tween thee, and me@MoonlightSoul_— C.G.Ayling (@CGAyling) December 28, 2013
only a soul’s light shines bright enough to illuminate the mundane and let us see there is no mundane, ‘tween thee, and me
Is not every thought a seed,
some of grass, some of tree,
some for food, and some,
to climb.@vivabyfaith Thank you!
— C.G.Ayling (@CGAyling) December 28, 2013
Is not every thought a seed, some of grass, some of tree, some for food, and some, to climb.
Though cruel life compels us to leave our childhood behind,
let us not lose its memories.@Radznanda— C.G.Ayling (@CGAyling) December 28, 2013