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Tag Archives: Time Spent
No Cause To Weep
No Cause To Weepby Michael DoyleThere is in life’s turning awayLike that of a new day’s dawningThe sort of thing in a man’s wayOf time spent sipping lemonade under the awningUntil that day, when life simply slips awayAnd the miracle … Continue reading
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Tagged Afraid, Awning, Beautiful, Belonged Together, Called Him Home, Children, Day, Death, Done, Embrace, End, Enjoyed, Fight, Final Say, Her Name, Hold His Hand, Holding Him Closer, Honest Man, Journey, Known, Last Breath, Left, Lemonade, Life, Life's Strife, Lived, Lives, Loneliness, Love, Love's Timeless Seam, Loved Her, Madness, Man's Way, Memories, Miracle of Love, New Day's Dawning, No Cause, No Cause To Weep, No Longer, No Longer Thre, One Night, Pain, Passed Peacefully, Peace, Peaceful Dream, Poetry and Poems, Quietly Care, Reasons To Live, She, Simple Life, Sleep, Slips Away, Smile On His Face, Souls, Strain, Survived, Take and Give, Time Spent, True Love Shown, Turning Away, Two Into One, Understand, Ways of Sadness, Weep, Wife, Years Ago, Young Boy
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Well Done, Good and Faithful Servant
Well Done, Good and Faithful Servantby Michael DoyleFinding peace in the house of the LordHaving finally put away ways of the swordTime spent pursuing the Godly thingsAnd the blessings this bringsEach of us giving talents and giftsHealing the wounds and … Continue reading
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Tagged Blessings, Blue Sky, Bow, Day, Difficult, Faithful, Faithful Steward, Forward, Godly Things, Good, Gratitude, Heal, House of the Lord, Keeping the Faith, Lift, Lord's Word, Ministry, Open, Poetry and Poems, Pray, Prisons, Promises, Rifts, Servant, Sword, Time Spent, Walk, Well Done, Wounds
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Shorebreak Blues
Shorebreak Bluesby Michael DoyleOut there on my hideaway, ride the bayI spend my moments in my casual wayHere to surf not to observe or talkI watch the waves crash on Jackpot RockI feel Autumn come creeping in Dreaming in my … Continue reading
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Tagged Autumn, Bay, Big Waves, Blues, Casual, Clouds, Crash, Creep In, Doubt, Dreams, Drizzle, Early Morning, Easy Enough, Everyday, Experience, Fake, Feeling, Gone, Hideaway, Island Girl, Jackpot Rock, Love, Make My Way, Moments, Observe, Oceant, Old Timers, Paddle, Paddle Out Again, Photograph, Poem, Poetry, Preference, Reverence, Ride, Roll In, Shape, Shorebreak, Sizzle, Slipping On, Souls, Stay, Sun, Surf, Swimming With Iguanas, Take, Talk, Talk Story, Tides, Time Spent, Waiemea, Waves, Waves Meet Shore
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Wild Winds
As mentioned before, it is birthday weekend for a very sweet daughter whose gentle spirit and artistic ways make me a better man in every way. I am so proud to be her father. I thought it might be, and … Continue reading
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Tagged Arrive, Assured, Back and Forth, Banter, Birthday Weekend, Bison, Blessed, Brought Back From the Edge, Buffalo, Buffalo Dreams, Buffalos, Calamity, Charge, Conversation, Cows, Daughters, Distinction, Drive, Eldest Daughter, Embrace, Explain, Explore, Extinction, Faint Marks, Family, Fascination, Father, Few Remaining, Flicker, Forward, Fremont, Friends, Future, Future Trips, Great Beasts, Horns, Indiana, Journey, Kayaking, Learn, Less Dim, Liberty, Long Drive, Love, Mile by Mile, Moment, Move Along, Nation, No Complaining, Old, Once Was A Time, Open Door, Outside, Photograph, Playfully, Plentiful, Poem, Poetry, Present, Preserve, Proud, Quicker, Raining, Risks, Rivers, Rus, Safer, Salvation, Saturday, Song, Soul, Stormy, Strength, Talking, Teach, Tenacity, Thankful, The Girls, The Great Creator, Their, Time Spent, Torment, Toward, Trace, Tragedy, Treasure, Vulnerability, Wild Winds, Wilderness, Wonderful, World
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Time Spent With the Harvard Classics: The School for Scandal – Richard B Sheridan
The School for Scandal, written by Richard Brinsley Sheridan, was first performed in London at Drury Lane Theatre, on May 8, 1777. Sheridan was a renown Irish satirist, playwright and poet. He is buried at Poet’s Corner in Westminster … Continue reading


