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First Principles: Wondrously Strange Then and Much To Be Regretted…Were We To Neglect the Means and To Depart From the Road Which Providence Has Pointed Us To So Plainly
“No country upon earth ever had it more in its power to attain these blessings than United America. Wondrously strange, then, and much to be regretted indeed would it be, were we to neglect the means and to depart from … Continue reading
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Tagged Blessings, Earth, First Principles, George Washington, Means, Neglect, No Country, Pointed, Power, Providence, Regret, Road, Strange, United America
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For Sierra At Age Thirteen
For Sierra At Age Thirteenby Michael DoyleIt seems only yesterdayThat you were a tweenAnd now my youngest princessIs aged perfectly to thirteenThere’s not a single dayThat I will ever forgetThe moments that have passedNor will I ever in any way … Continue reading
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Tagged Afternoon's Nap, Amazing Young Lady, Been, Birth, Birthday Song, Blessing, Blink, Candles, Card, Climbed Up, Darling Baby, Daughter, Days, Depart, Drink, Express, Far Away, Feel, Forget, God Knows, Grown Up, Guess, Happen, Hope, Laugh, Life, Lifetime, Live To Watch, Moments, My Heart, Never Stray, Now and Then, Only A Single Doubt, Part By Part, Passed, Perfectly, Poetry and Poems, Quickly, Regret, Sameness of Us, Sierra, Simple Words, Single Day, Smile, Softly, Tell Me Please, Thirteen, Tween, Victory Cup, Voice, Watching, Whisper, Woke Up, Yesterday, You'll Go Really Far, Youngest Princess
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Among the First Casualties
Among the First Casualtiesby Michael DoyleAmong the first casualties of warIs the promise that love will live onAnd if something goes wrong, lovers will love moreThe white heat of passion burns until it’s goneA touch, a line, a singular traceA … Continue reading
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Tagged Among, Borne, Broken Hearts, Burn, Comfort, Embrace, Fallen, Fear, First Casualties, Forget, Heart, Hide, Hope, Left Behind, Line, Linger, Lingering Memory, Live On, Love, Lovers, Mind, Mustache, Okay, Paassion, Poetry and Poems, Pretend, Promise, Reflections, Regret, Scars, Stars, Touch, Trace, Void, War, White Heat, Wish, Wounded Heart, Wrong
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We’ll Burn Our Memory
We’ll Burn Our Memoryby Michael DoyleThere is nothing more humanThen knowing that you are brokenAs time slips by as it canAnd words meander or are unspokenTime is fleeting and not to squanderLet me entreat you to spend yours wellThere are … Continue reading
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Tagged Armor, Ashes, Battle, Better Senses, Broken, Burn, Carry, Choices, Cracks, Dance, Defeat, Difference, Eyes, Fast, Fire, Fleeting, Forget, Hope, Human, Inner Essence, Inner Light, Inner Voice, Know, Life, Limits, Love, Memory, Nothing, One Last Time, Past, Paths, Poetry and Poems, Promise, Regret, Right, Shine, Skies, Spell, Squander, Streets, Time Slips By, Tomorrow, Unexplored, Unspoken, Victory, Wish, Won, Words Meander
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To Lean Out of Wandering
To Lean Out of Wanderingby Michael DoyleLiving out the days of my back fortyKnowing that the end may come shortlyLike Moses, I lift my hands in prayerLiving a moment of taking proper careHaving learned to number my precious daysI long … Continue reading
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Tagged Affirmation, Back Forty, Bases, Celebration, Confirmation, Days, Decisions, East, Embrace, Failsures, Focus, Forgiven, Future, Ghosts, God's Ways, Gone, Grain, Hands, Haste, Hourglass, Important Battles, Joy, Juggle, Lean, Live, Living Our Prayer, Manage, Moment, Moments, Moses, Need, New Morning, Nowhere, Number, Nurture, Pains, Past, Paths, Play, Poetry and Poems, Prayer, Procrastination, Proper Care, Questions, Reason, Regret, Reset, Rhymes, Season, Seed, Self-Defeating, Shortly, Sins, Sow, Stock, Test, The End, Thief of Time, Time, Today, Traces, Wandering, Waste, West, Wheel, Wisdom
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The Magic of Hope, Part I
The Magic of Hope, Part Iby Michael DoyleIn all of the hustled hassleOf a snow-blanketed sense of seasonLife is oft lived like an air-castleFilled with whimsy decorated with reasonA good Christmas is worked uponAnd not just a state-of-mindJust as soon … Continue reading
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Tagged Air-Castle, Approach, Articles, Atomic Particles, Bear, Believing, Best Company, Blessed, Blessing, Bliss, Brave, Busy, Cheerful, Children, Christmas, Company, Cozy, Crisis, Danger, Destination, Elves, End of the Rope, Everywhere, Feet, Floorboards, Forget, Gentle Reminder, Giants, Girl, Half-Forgotten, Happiness, Hassle, Hear, Heart, Incentive, Journey, Knowing, Lost, Lurk, Magic of Hope, Magic of Snow, Making Ends Meet, Miserable, Nestled, Nightmare, Noise, Nordic Forest, Persevere, Place, Poetry and Poems, Poor, Purity, Read, Reason, Reclaim, Regret, Relief, Sacred Quest, Season, Secret Village, Silver Moon, Skies, Snow, Snowing, Speaking Without Words, Special Part, State-of-Mind, Story, Sympathy, Talked, Top Shelves, True Glory, Truth, Tune, Twinkle, Two Kind Words, Universe, Vapors, Walked, Warm Memory, Whimsy, Woods, Year
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First Principles: I Only Regret That I Have But One Life To Lose For My Country
“I only regret that I have but one life to lose for my country.” – Nathan Hale, before being hanged by the British, 1776
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Tagged First Principles, Lose, My Country, Nathan Hale, One Life, Only, Regret
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Wishes of Gray (Thoughts On My Birthday)
Wishes of Gray (Thoughts On My Birthday)by Michael DoyleIn all of my wishes of grayToday is just another dayI’m another year olderBut no less the bolderCreated in my confessionIs my long ago connectionThat I’ll never be older than I feelWith … Continue reading
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Tagged Affirmed, Another Year Older, Be Their Best, Best, Both Feet Grounded, Bury Me, Capability, Catch As Catch Can, Closer To Death, Confession, Connection, Create, Daugthers, Death, Deeply, Dignity, Done My Best, Door, Each Breath, Each Day, Encourage, Face, Feel, God's Will, Gray, Guessing, Heaven, Hell, Hesitation, Ignore, Instill, Integrity, Just Another Day, Keep Faith, Keep It Real, Knocking, Lesson, Life Is Lived, Life's Lessons, Live Life Fully, Look Back, Loved Ones, Loved Them, Loving Eyes, Measure, My Birthday, Never Forget, No Goodbyes, No Less Bolder, No Time, Older, On His Side, Passed the Test, Poetry and Poems, Preciousness, Regret, Satisfied, Say This, See You Later, Sigh, Stumble, Taught, There Is No Such Thing, Thoughts, To My Last Breath, Today, Treasure, Truly Matters, When It's Time It's Time, Wishes, Witty Reply, Wounded Pride
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Thought For the Day: I Have Often Regretted My Speech, Never My Silence
“I have often regretted my speech, never my silence.” – Publilius Syrus (though often mistakenly attributed to Xenocrates or that that other great mind, “Anonymous”
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Tagged Never, Often, Publilius Syrus, Regret, Silence, Speech, Thought For the Day
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