Thematic Attic Thursday Sharing Warmth In 2 ways Hugs & Arbor Day
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21 was National Hug Day.
26 is Nation Arbor Day Children love to plant and watch grow
Share a hug with a friend As we are celebrating Hug Day and Arbor Day as one
Arbor Day, people are encouraged to plant and care for trees.
Encouraging two ways to care with a hug and planting a tree
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Hello to all and welcome to yet another Thematic Attic Thursday as sharin two treats ” Hugs & Arbor Day ” .. Pick your choice are choose both and let your muse be inspired .. Hugzzzzzzzs Now :love: :love:
HUGS A MILLION
Hugs are great
In any size
Shape are color
It will make you smile
And warm inside
Make your day much brighter
If you just
Smile and give someone a hug
Babe hugs
Are just so heavenly
Better than any hug
So sweet and very cuddle softness too
And smell divine
Hugs form your sweety
Put you in the mood like chocolate and strawberries
Makes you go
Yummy
Nice hugzzzs
From sisters show love sharin
And carin
Yet hug is better than none
So give
That someone a hug
Show your love
And how you care
It will make
All
A happy day
Written By: Bettie Davis ———————— © February 19 , 2o13
I want to sit high up in the tree,
High – where only I can reach.
And the only company I have is the playful breeze,
and the tiny purple blossoms that fall from the tree.
I want to sit high up in the tree,
High – where the rest of the world cannot see.
And all around me seems peaceful and calm,
and the lull of a bird sings me to sleep.
I want to sit high up in the tree,
High – where all that surrounds me are blossoms
and leaves and wood under my feet.
and Spring’s scent fills the heated air.
Yes, high up in the tree where Spring returns-
each and every year!
By: Melissa/Honeybe
GREEN FOR ARBOR DAY
(^*^*)
Celebrate Arbor Day
Plant a tree
So grow tall and strong
Take place of another weak and frail
Keep the green
Not only for the money
Its worth
For food that we eat
The clothes
We so wear in style
A hide and seek for the animals as well be
All love the green
Shade to enjoy under that favor tree
See the butterflies
Go between each and every limb
Ants burrow under
Nice and cool
A tree
Oh what shall it be
A pine
That grow very tall
And slim
An acorn for the squirrels
To climb
A apple tree
Are peach for food to eat
Maple trees makes the best honey
Cherry blooms pretty and so white and cherry pies goody and sweet
Elm for robins to play
fir that hang low to the ground
Birch an oak a beech
What ever the cost
Plant green
So all can breath and be free
Written By: Bettie Davis ———————— © April 24 , 2o13
Here’s an old Saturday Share collab which includes hugging, probably from around Halloween time LOL
An Odd Love Story
or: I no longer feel dead inside, but I’m not so sure about her!
A Cheryl’s Pals’ Collab
by Scotorum
Here’s a heartwarming story of love conquers all.
It happended on Halloween back in the fall.
I had cut through a graveyard on my way to work,
when a woman ran at me as though gone berserk.
Although sunlight was dancing in the noontime sky
she said “please hold me close in the night as I cry!”
I confess now that I had no idea why,
which left understanding her quite high and dry.
But then she swooned: “Your velvet touch makes my heart sigh.”
I confessed to her exactly the reason why:
“In error I hotglued a swatch to my finger.”
She said: “Please don’t stop, so these feelings can linger!”
Then she told me I was her beloved gallant knight.
In the name of chivalry I’d aided her plight.
She said she’d been wandering though a labyrinth
of dark secret rooms after drinking absinthe.
She was wholesome and sweet as a warm apple pie,
and I thought she was sexy, on that I’ll not lie.
I held her close and gazed deep into her eyes;
and pursed lips for a kiss, when to my surprise,
a thick haze descended like vultures that swoop
down like black tears of death, or pidgeon poop.
A horrid black spectre with visage so sly
whispered “please excuse me while I kiss the sky!”
Then my new friend did something I thought quite bizarre
for what she said next hitched my dreams to a star.
She looked up at the spectre, and with fire in her eye,
yelled: “No, you excuse ME, while I kiss this guy!”
Now we are a couple and she’s my precious dear.
I kiss her and hug her and stuff when she’s near.
We’re happy together, except once in awhile
she farts in our bed, and it smells really vile!
© 2009 RGD
The Spooky Spectral Linegivers: Colleen B., Comedian Professor Bob, Jimi Hendrix, Lady “Cheryl” Death, R. Grant, Sevenamagenta.
Hoping the photo isn’t too big. Hard to tell on the Photobucket page . . . .
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AMONG THE TREES
Morning begins to emerge
from the darkness of night,
as the sun finds me again
exactly where I am.
And on this morning
I can’t help but inhale
the sunrise as it filters
through the magic
of the trees.
For my heart joyfully dances
to the cadence of the leaves
as they embrace my soul
and cover me with peace,
sharing in their magic
as I stand here once more
in the forest among the trees.
(c) barbara kausteklis 4-25-13
Thank to all whom came and shares hugs and love .. Hope all have an awesomeness weekend ..
Huggings :love: :love:
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