Month: July 2018
RJ KNIGHT.. TO THE LICKS..
WE LOVE ICE CREAM.. AT ANY TIME.. HOT WEATHER.. COLD WEATHER.. ALL THE TYPES ARE SO MUCH FUN TO ENJOY.. ALSO FLOATS.. MALTS.. MILKSHAKES.. AND THE LIST GOES ON.. XX.. HAHA.. GODS BLESSINGS.. RJ
RJ KNIGHT.. CHALLENGE..
WE CAME UP WITH THIS.. AND WE ENJOY THE CHALLENGE.. YET WE CAN NOT.. HAHA.. WE TRY.. AND USE UP SO MANY OF THE EGGS.. HAHA.. XX..
GODS BLESSINGS.. RJ
RJ KNIGHT.. POLICIES CHANGE..
ALL COUNTRIES AND CULTURES ARE BY GOD AND SPECIAL IN THEIR OWN WAY.. AND PEOPLE CAN USE LOGIC AND EVEN KEEP A GUARD UP.. BUT TREAT PEOPLE WITH RESPECT AND ADMIRATION..
IF YOU WOULD HAVE TOLD PEOPLE IN THE TIME OF THE AMERICAN REVOLUTION THAT ENGLAND WOULD BECOME A PAL.. THAT CONCEPT WOULD HAVE BEEN UNSAFE TO SAY..
ENJOY THAT THINGS CHANGE.. POLICIES CHANGE.. PEOPLE CHANGE.. AND YOU HAVE TO EVOLVE TO GROW..
WE LIKE TO SAY THIS.. YOU TALK TO A PAL AWHILE AND YOU CAN FIND SOMETHING THAT YOU DISAGREE WITH.. YOU TALK TO AN ENEMY AWHILE AND YOU CAN FIND SOMETHING THAT YOU AGREE WITH..
TO UNDERSTAND AND ACCEPT THAT ALL SHOULD BELIEVE HOW THEY WANT.. GODS BLESSINGS.. RJ
RJ KNIGHT.. A FEW POEMS..
WE LOVE POEMS.. THEY ARE SO MUCH FUN.. AND WE ENJOY HOW THEY ARE LIKE TIME TRAVEL.. GLIMPSES INTO PLACES AND FEELINGS.. GODS BLESSINGS.. RJ
The Road Not Taken
by Robert Frost
Two roads diverged in a yellow wood,
And sorry I could not travel both
And be one traveler, long I stood
And looked down one as far as I could
To where it bent in the undergrowth;
Then took the other, as just as fair,
And having perhaps the better claim,
Because it was grassy and wanted wear;
Though as for that the passing there
Had worn them really about the same,
And both that morning equally lay
In leaves no step had trodden black.
Oh, I kept the first for another day!
Yet knowing how way leads on to way,
I doubted if I should ever come back.
I shall be telling this with a sigh
Somewhere ages and ages hence:
Two roads diverged in a wood, and I-
I took the one less traveled by,
And that has made all the difference.
To a Stranger
by Walt Whitman
PASSING stranger! you do not know how longingly I look upon you,
You must be he I was seeking, or she I was seeking, (it comes to me, as of a dream,)
I have somewhere surely lived a life of joy with you,
All is recalled as we flit by each other, fluid, affectionate, chaste, matured,
You grew up with me, were a boy with me, or a girl with me,
I ate with you, and slept with you your body has become not yours only, nor left my body
mine
only,
You give me the pleasure of your eyes, face, flesh, as we pass you take of my beard,
breast,
hands, in return,
I am not to speak to you
I am to think of you when I sit alone, or wake at night alone,
I am to wait I do not doubt I am to meet you again,
I am to see to it that I do not lose you.
love is more thicker than forget
BY EE CUMMINGS
love is more thicker than forget
more thinner than recall
more seldom than a wave is wet
more frequent than to fail
it is most mad and moonly
and less it shall unbe
than all the sea which only
is deeper than the sea
love is less always than to win
less never than alive
less bigger than the least begin
less littler than forgive
it is most sane and sunly
and more it cannot die
than all the sky which only
is higher than the sky
RJ KNIGHT.. SO ESTATIC..
WE SO ESTATIC.. SO ESTATIC.. XX.. HAHA..
GODS BLESSINGS.. RJ