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Blijft een boom een boom,
als hij al zyn bladeren verloren heeft,
als al zyn takken door de wind zyn verscheurd,
en er geen kind meer is dat in hem klimmen wil.
Als geen vogel meer zyn nest bouwt
in de toppen van een boom
is een boom dan nog steeds een boom?
Als een mens een boom zou zijn
zouden bladeren uit vrienden bestaan
is een mens zonder vrienden dan wel een mens?
Laten we samen bomen zijn
en elkaars bladen
die niet bruin kleuren en nooit vallen.
En als je toch valt,
mijn blad, mijn vriend,
beloof ik je te vangen
en gewoon aan een van mijn takken, terug te hangen. 
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Your love is one that's always there,
And much I'd like to say.
You fill my heart with happiness,
As dawn breaks through the day.
You understand my every thought,
And sense when days are sad.
Have always been the dearest friend,
That I have ever had.
The bond we share just seems to grow,
Your love is so sincere.
I see the love within in your eyes,
And feel it when you're near.
Together we will always be,
I know it in my heart.
Without a doubt a special love,
From which I'll never part.
©~southbreeze~ | | | | | 
Sympathetic Friends
It seems we have a tendency.
To complain more than we should.
Others that are around us,
Would quiet us if they could!
Sometimes we just can't hold it in,
We must tell others how we feel.
We want them to know we're uncomfortable,
And the aches and pains we feel.
We look to others for sympathy,
Sometimes they make things better.
If there is no one around to listen,
We might write someone a letter.
Oh how special are loyal friends!
Those who listen patiently.
And when they offer sympathy,
I know they care for me.
After aches and pains have been expressed,
We may even find a smile.
All we really need is a friend,
To listen for a while.
So if you feel inclined to complain,
I'll be here for you.
I promise to be patient and,
Pray your problems will subdue!
~southbreeze~
February 22 
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Our Father sends special angels,
to watch over you and me.
They are with us every day though,
Their presence we can't see.
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We trust our children to their care,
when they go out to play.
Trust them to watch and protect them,
And guide them through the day.
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| At times my angel I do sense,
have things I want to say.
Most often I thank our Father for,
the angel sent my way.
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Our Father has many angels,
I know they visit you too!
You'll know when they are there as,
they'll be watching over YOU!
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© ~ southbreeze ~
February 21
laat jouw geuren langs mijn wonde hart
de kus zijn van het weerzien
de zware schaduw om mijn lippen
in de morgen schuchter
in de avond een bloeiende roos
onze wortels zich verenigen,
samen elkaar zoeken ondergronds
wijl wind tegen ons inruist, heen en weer
drukt ons opzij en dan weer tegen elkaar
en de hand die heden onze bloemen plukt
morgen krampt in zijn laatste lot
groet volken van nachtdromen
stem die boven ons zingt in de nacht
’t zwart water vonkt diamant
opent de dag als een gouden roos
uw zwart oog zulke blikken giet
vergeefse lage zang van ogen,
oh meeuwen der hemelval
laat één gloeiend woord van haar vallen
't zal stillend liggen
en allerzachtst worden gehoord
www.gedichtenhansdruten.nl
February 20 
Did God Create Everything?
A University professor at a well-known institution of higher learning challenged his students with this question. "Did God create everything that exists?" A student bravely replied "Yes he did". "God created everything?" the professor asked. "Yes sir, he certainly did." the student replied.
The professor answered, "If God created everything, then God created evil. And since evil exists, and according to the principal that our works define who we are, then we can assume God is evil."
The student became quiet and did not answer the professor's hypothetical definition. The professor, quite pleased with himself, boasted to the students that he had proven once more that the Christian faith was a myth.
Another student raised his hand and said, "May I ask you a question, professor?" "Of course", replied the professor. The student stood up and asked, "Professor, does cold exist?" "What kind of a question is this? Of course it exists. Have you never been cold?" The other students snickered at the young man's question.
The young man replied, "In fact sir, cold does not exist. According to the laws of physics, what we consider cold is in reality the absence of heat. Absolute zero (-460 F) is the total absence of heat; and all matter becomes inert and incapable of reaction at that temperature. Cold does not exist. We have created this word to describe how we feel if we have no heat.
The student continued, "Professor, does darkness exist?" The professor responded, "Of course it does."
The student replied, "Once again you are wrong sir, darkness does not exist either. Darkness is in reality the absence of light. You cannot measure darkness. A simple ray of light can break into a world of darkness and illuminate it. How can you know how dark a certain space is? You measure the amount of light present. Isn't this correct? Darkness is a term used by man to describe what happens when there is no light present."
Finally the young man asked the professor, "Sir, does evil exist?"
Now uncertain, the professor responded, "Of course, as I have already said, we see it everyday. It is in the daily examples of man's inhumanity to man. It is in the multitude of crime and violence everywhere in the world. These manifestations are nothing else but evil."
To this the student replied, "Evil does not exist, sir, or at least it does not exist unto itself. Evil is simply the absence of God. It is just like darkness and cold, a word that man has created to describe the absence of God. God did not create evil. Evil is the result of what happens when man does not have God's love present in his heart. It's like the cold that comes when there is no heat, or the darkness that comes when there is no light."
The professor had nothing to say............
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