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Prose & Poetry Authored by Friends of  "Dear Old Doc"
Dear old Doc is now dust in a box
Gene Battell "To the River" the waves the rocks the shore the bay if the river swallows you up you'll find yourself in a place that is abrupt you'll slam around, hit her walls but eventually, you are going to fall you'll slam so hard, you can't see straight the river then takes you to heavens gate you enter, quite slowly, then you pause, because there stands the man who wrote all the laws he greets you now with open arms you'll feel welcome by his natural charm there is no turning back ever again for now you know, you'e reached lifes end Is it the end? Only you can tell For we just think, you are resting well. " I had a dream " About a mermaid queen she took me places, I'd never seen We swam through oceans and rivers and more Till we came to rest on a sandy shore What a wonderful life I thought waking up I dread And opened my eyes laying silently in bed To dream of the deep to swim in the dark So close in my thoughts so deep in my heart Composed by a good friend .. Sue. Sue is an advocate for the protection of "Our Earth and Waters". Yes I said Our's !!! Yours', Hers', His, and mine ... OUR'S. Help us create a better world. " Love Is " be with you regardless of what happens, and always missing the other person when they are away, but remaining near in heart at all times. "Love is the source of security" "Love is" An understanding that is so complete that you feel as if you are part of the other person, accepting the other person the way they are and not trying to change them to be something else. "Love is the source of unity" "Love is" The freedom to pursue your own desires while sharing your experiences with the other person, for the growth of one individual along side the other individual make each person a different individual. "Love is the source of success" "Love is" Giving and talking in a daily situation being patient with each other's needs and desires. "Love is the source of sharing" "Love is" The excitement of planing things together, the excitement of doing things together, "Love is the source of the future" "Love is" The fury of the storm the calm in a rainbow, "Love is the source of passion" "Love is the source of life it's self" ! Written by a good friend ..Lynda. "Never - Ever" love is so scarce and so far away, and my heart gets so confused Cause I know I will Never~ Ever love Again because of you. For all the times that you have let me down I felt there was no love for me, to be found I will Never~ Ever let this happen again. Well it is not the end for me there will be a time for my heart to mend And I will love whom ever until the end of me , And Never~ Ever hurt again. I will never~ ever , let a broken heart run my life nor take away from me a chance for a brand new start, I will never~ ever let it make me fall apart never~ ever let the pain break my heart. I know it will be hard but I'll open up let down this silly guard I owe it to myself to take it from the start and try to love again and Never~ Ever look back at you again. When that time comes when I must change whats in my past I will never~ ever take the blame nor never ~ever will I be ashamed, I'll throw away all my fears and I won't be afraid for I will always find another one I love on another day and I will never~ ever be alone. I know that I will not be sorry but I will be strong because being with out love forever is too long I will not live in pain nor will I go insane Never~ Ever will I call Your Name. "Untitled" the subtle difference between holding a hand and chaining a soul. And you learn that love doesn't mean leaning and company doesn't mean security. And you begin to learn that kisses aren't contracts and presents aren't promises. And you begin to accept your defeats with your head up and your eyes open, with the grace of an adult, not the grief of a child. And you learn to build all your roads on today because tomorrow's ground is too uncertain for plans. After a while you will learn that even sunshine burns if you get too much. So plant your own garden and decorate your own soul, instead of waiting for someone to bring you flowers. And you will learn that you really can endure... that you really are strong. And YOU REALLY DO have worth. 
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