Love Is All

 

That level of strength could be viewed as a weakness;

Never succumbing a pinch.

That level of pride could be deemed as fruitless;

Never giving an inch.

That much virtue could be perceived by some

As really more of a vice.

So much poker and ramrod straight;

Always thinking thoughts twice.

That much angst belongs with the youngsters;

Idealism for teens and youth.

Sometimes life is just what it is;

That’s the God’s honest truth.

That much hope, you flout and dismiss;

Strange and futilely wrong.

Hope and love spring always eternal;

That’s what it says in the song.

That much hurt needs love to heal it;

Love, unconditional and true.

There’s someone for everyone; believe it or not.

Someone loving for you.

There’s pride and honesty, virtue and worth,

Thoughts that go on for miles.

Then there’s love, just love; that’s eternally truthful.

Remember. And make yourself smile.

My theory is really simplistic;

Bold, with a side of plain.

There is only love and light that’s eternal;

That’s how we ease all our pain.

 

Thoughts that diminish

Love and then finish

With hearts, broken and sore.

There’s something far wrong

When love seems too strong,

We repel. But still look for more.

 

Be wary and chary of thoughts that disease,

Determine to flout your desires.

Not all that glitters is made from garish;

Some are treasures. Aspire.

 

Stop looking for one who is all you desire;

Look for the one that is true.

Look to the north, the south, east or west.

Then look for the one that’s for you.

 

They may be a stranger with thoughts like your own;

They might even have your own name.

They could be someone that is ready to give

Bountiful love; without seeking fortune or fame.

 

Some trust is required, some measure of faith.

Some reaching without too much thought.

Hold out your hands, believe what you hear,

Hold on to love; all else is naught.

 

Reach for the stars,

Recall all you’re worth.

Stop thinking you’re nothing at all.

Give with your heart.

Receive what is offered.

Love before pride. That is all.

 

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Brussel Sprouts

Why does everyone hate Brussel sprouts?

I was a good little girl. When I was told to eat up my vegetables, I ate up my vegetables. And I don’t think there is one that I don’t like. I acquired a taste for them all, you might say.

Unfortunately, no one in this house, apart from me, likes Brussel sprouts so it’s almost pointless having them at meal times.

But I am bloody well having them on Christmas Day no matter what the rest of them want.

Just thinking out menus.

And beginning my online shopping. Whee! Christmas is coming. Now I’m in the mood! 🙂