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These are three of my favourite poems - the first two of which were read at my wedding in December 2003 by my friend and great actor Geoffrey Harris.  Geoffrey tragically lost his brave fight against cancer in December 2004 - he is greatly missed  

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by Ralph Waldo Emerson

To laugh often and much

To win the respect of intelligent people and the affection of children

To earn the appreciation of honest critics and endure the betrayal of false friends

To appreciate beauty

To find the best in others

To leave the world a bit better, whether by a healthy child, a garden patch,
or a redeemed social condition

To know even one life has breathed easier because you have lived

This is to have succeeded.

Come with Me

by Fran Landesman (

Come with me, go with me,
burn with me, glow with me ,
Write me a sonnet or two;

Sleep with me, wake with me
Give with me, take with me,
Love me the way I love you.
Let me get high with you,
Laugh with you, cry with you,
Be with you when I am blue;

Rest with you, fight with you

Day with you, night with you

Love me whatever I do.

Work with me, play with me

Run with me, stay with me

Make me your partner in crime;

Handle me, fondle me,

Cradle me tenderly

Say I'm your reason and rhyme.

Pray with me, sin with me,

Lose with me, win with me,

Love me with all of my scars;

Rise with me, fall with me

Hide from it all with me

Nothing is mine now, it's ours.

Not exactly a poem; but maybe poetic.............

"Remember, Ginger Rogers did everything Fred Astaire did; backwards and in high heels" (source unknown)



YOUTH is not a time of is the freshness of the deep springs of life.

Nobody grows old merely by living a number of years.  People grow old by deserting their ideals.....

Whether sixty or sixteen, every human being may experience wonder, ...the undaunted challenge of events, the unfailing, childlike appetite for the future, the joy in living.

For you are as young as your faith, as old as your doubt; as young as your self-confidence, as old as your despair.

As long as your heart receives messages of beauty, hope, cheer, courage, and power from God and your fellow men, you are young.