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Old 06-12-2008, 07:33 PM   #166
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A Mother's Prayer by Rush'd Lady, To Be Educated Poem, & Poems about Greeting Cards can all be found at:www.oldfashionedliving.com

Read various versions of the children's prayer here:
"Now I lay me down to sleep"
http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Now_I_Lay_Me_Down_To_Sleep
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I thought this poem would be good for a framed photo gift for a son or daughter who is into sports. Add a stamped image or two, this poem and a photo of the son or daughter in gear. If this idea inspires you to create, please share a link to the photo of your gift here. Thanks.

An Athlete's Prayer
By Danita Pangel

Lord, please clear my head of all distractions,
And my heart of burdens I may bear,
So I may perform my very best,
Knowing You'll always be there.

Please lift me up before the moment,
So through Your eyes I may see,
And have a clearer understanding,
As the game unfolds before me.

With great courage I will meet this challenge,
As You would have me to,
But keep me humble and remind me,
That my strength comes from knowing You.

Then when all eyes are upon me,
At the end of this big game,
I will turn their eyes to You O' Lord,
And to the the glory of Your name.

Amen.
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Twelve Days of Genealogy
Author Unknown.

On the Twelfth Day of Christmas
My true love gave to me.
Twelve census searches,
Eleven printer ribbons,
Ten e-mail contacts,
Nine headstone rubbings,
Eight birth and death dates,
Seven town clerks sighing,
Six-second cousins,
Five coats of arms,
Four GEDCOM files,
Three old wills,
Two CD-ROMS,
And a branch in my family tree.
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Quote: "There are people who make things happen, there are people who watch things happen, and there are people who wonder what happened. To be successful, you need to be a person who makes things happen."
(James Lovell, Astronaut).
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Out to Old Aunt Mary's.
By James Whitcomb Riley.

Wasn't it pleasant, O brother mine,
In those old days of the lost sunshine
Of youth -- when the Saturday's chores were through,
And the "Sunday's wood" in the kitchen, too,
And we went visiting, "me and you,"
Out to Old Aunt Mary's?

It all comes back so clear today!
Though I am as bald as you are gray --
Out by the barn-lot, and down the lane,
We patter along in the dust again,
As light as the tips of the drops of the rain,
Out to Old Aunt Mary's!

We cross the pasture, and through the wood
Where the old gray snag of the poplar stood,
Where the hammering red-heads hopped awry,
And the buzzard "raised" in the clearing sky,
And lolled and circled, as we went by,
Out to Old Aunt Mary's.

And then in the dust of the road again'
And the teams we met, and the countrymen;
And the long highway, with sunshine spread
As thick as butter on country bread,
Our cares behind, and our hearts ahead
Out to Old Aunt Mary's.

Why, I see her now in the open door,
Where the little gourds grew up the sides, and o'er
The clapboard roof! - And her face -- ah, me!
Wasn't it good for a boy to see --
And wasn't it good for a boy to be
Out to Old Aunt Mary's?

The jelly -- the jam and the marmalade,
And the cherry and quince "preserves" she made!
And the sweet-sour pickles of peach and pear,
With cinnamon in 'em, and all things rare!
And the more we ate was the more to spare,
Out to Old Aunt Mary's!

And the old spring-house in the cool green gloom
Of the willow-trees, and cooler room
Where the swinging-shelves and the crocks were kept --
Where the cream in a golden languor slept
While the waters gurgled and laughed and wept --
Out to Old Aunt Mary's!

And as many a time have you and I --
Barefoot boys in the days gone by --
Knelt, and in tremulous ecstasies
Dipped our lips into sweets like these --
Memory now is on her knees
Out to Old Aunt Mary's!

And O, my brother, so far away,
This is to tell you she waits today
To welcome us; -- Aunt Mary fell
Asleep this morning, whispering, "Tell
The boys to come!" And all is well
Out to Old Aunt Mary's!
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