Goodbye Is Not Too Hard To Say

If you had, but one goodbye,

What would it be?

To whom would you bestow your cherished farewell?

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Smile the sweetest smile ever;

Remember, it's not the end yet;

For life stops not,

At the wave of one's hand,

But sails swiftly on,

Quicker than your eye can behold.

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Would you fall apart,

Weep tears,

Even when there are none left to spare?

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Is your heart that fragile,

Where it can't handle,

The brutality that life can bring?

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Smile the loveliest smile always;

Forget not,

The ones that grace you,

Used to light up someone's world.

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If you had one last farewell,

How would it be like?

Stained with tears?

Or kissed by the prospect of happy tomorrows?

Jeff's Story

A short story written by my seven-year-old student, which I thought was kind of cute. The starter given by the textbook was supposed to go somewhat like this, "I woke up one morning and the whole world had turned purple. I ... " Fortunately, or unfortunately, this little guy's always had a mind of his own; the following is the result.

Excuse the English errors; he's not changed them for me yet.

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Jeffrey's Fun Story

Today I woke up then the whole world was white.

everyone fooled me.

Its April Fools! so I said, "April fool!"

when I throwed something its coloured.

then signs were showing "april fools! celebrate silliness! :) :)

excuse me, april fools!

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(As written in textbook; nothing has been changed, or added.)
- Jeffrey, 7

Unfinished/Untitled - 04. 14. 09

Walk past the milestones;
They show you have come thus far.
Never to forget,
Always to remember,
Those moments of hell,
And days of grace.

Into The Swing . . .

Getting into the swing of online journaling is ... Tough. Having not chronicled in, what seems like ages, picking it up once more is akin to searching for a lost book in an old, creaking, and dusty attic. My thoughts run together; sorting them out, and trying to type as fast as my brain thinks, can be rather challenging! However, here I go, jotting down my Life, and publishing It in 'outer space.'

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Seems when you believe life has taken some sort of a 'perfect stability,' something, or someone, happens to crash that notion. As a friend recently mentioned, if only we could go back to those days of sweet and innocent, childish days. Alas, nothing of that sort is ever going to happen ... And Life just simply goes, bringing along the crashers, and joys.

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I wish I could write more, but I have so many things on my mind currently, this is all I can just about put in words. Maybe the following post will consist of more solid stuff, instead of fanciful and philosophical opinions. 'Til the next ...