Tag Archives: Along the Way

Thought For the Day: Life is Just A Short Walk From the Cradle To the Grave and It Sure Behooves Us To Be Kind To One Another Along the Way

“Life is just a short walk from the cradle to the grave and it sure behooves us to be kind to one another along the way.” – Alice Childress, playwright, author, and actor (12 Oct 1916-1994)

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Inspired By Conversation

Inspired By Conversationby Michael DoyleLife has its hitsThat come along the wayThe Devil has his duesWe all have to payIt’s a slow paradeThe passage of these yearsFilled with ups and downsIts smiles and its tearsBut of all the thingsThat have … Continue reading

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Weren’t Those the Teenaged Years?

Weren’t Those the Teenaged Years?by Michael DoyleThe teenaged yearsOf Saturday night solitudeWas a parade of smiles and tearsAnd many dramasWaiting to intrudeInto the happiness that cameAnd that provided the frameIn moments of ShakespeareThat kept us awakeMaking us braver than our … Continue reading

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The Clock Keeps Ticking

The Clock Keeps Tickingby Michael DoyleFrom that pristine sense of momentWhen we come out of the wombThe clock starts tickingWith all its joy and tormentWe become the life in the roomMaking things happen through our kickingIt is in building the … Continue reading

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Notes That Play

Notes That Playby Michael DoyleThe notes that playRemind us of yesterdayIn happiness and sympathyWe feel this in the melodyThat plays forever in our mindsThe feelings we won’t leave behindEvery second, magic we reliveAll the notes that our hearts giveHeart stops … Continue reading

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