Third Party Views: Faces Over A Life Time, David Bowie, January 8, 1947 - January 10, 2016. Thanks so much for the joys and pleasures, in the songs written, so much joy and happiness shared over seventy year, shy now. It was a great run, the movies, the songs, the videos, the life time in color, share for the time given. January 8, 1947- January 10, 2016, rest in peace, another one bites the dust. Happy dazes again, glory dazes done, angels in the sky, stars to fall, tears from heaven, rain today.
Sad story, but it comes to all of us, the end, when we are no longer alive. Dead to him was cancer, last breath after his birthday, on January 8, 2016. Same day we buried my mother, Sally Anne Desilva, back in the day. In Huntington Beach, was build today, not that is not right. Colleen D'Silva had a birthday, the day her mother was buried, sad story to be buried in pink jogging suit.
People come into your life for a reason. They are either blessings or a lesson. Have you decided yet what you presence is needed for today? I have a point of view that I will take some time to review. Gay lifestyle, say what?Songs to sing, sucker with a monkey on back, Sheri and Rachel or rocky Jarrot....Fun and games, party and play tonight?steven jarrot :7605643510:83458 tropical whisper ct:ca 92201 Prince Frogg: Out of the Box: Not Stright?...princefrogguplandtips.blogspot.com ..Airs above your station in life, just for the looks and attention. So it is about time for the frogs, cows, schools, and the jester and bad hair day. Little Sister Was Fighting Big Sister's Battles For Her
That is just the tip of the mountain, and a few tips about what kind of person that I am. I am a veteran that write stories for other veterans get their benefits, my gift to share. Have dreams of more education, and have to be a little more stable for that in my mind. Help me climb the mountains to greatness? Angels above, sights to see the undead and the unstable, spooks that appear for the corrections need for a night of peace. Gifts of words need to tame the beasts on the left side of the graves. Graves to me and graves to me, busy dying daily, joys and pains with the bumps in the road.
It was so hard to believe that time had stopped again, and we had to stop and be thankful for the little things, once again. We always have a choice on how we want to present ourselves to others, and it is always about your outlook. We make a choice to be happy, joyful and helpful to the others that we encounter just to keep our lives in focus. It is time to wake up and smell the roses and be thankful for the tests over time that you were able to overcome. In the end it is about what you survive and how it will make you stronger in the long run. Hope is the reason for the drive for more, and bigger and greater, and that is a personal statement, so it has a different meaning for everyone. That is just my belief.