the fresh perspective...

I sometimes like to read lyrics to songs as poems.  For me, when I read, the meaning is deepened.  This Alicia Keys song is wonderful, but as a poem?  I feel it's even better. [audio http://freshairboutique.files.wordpress.com/2013/05/10-i-need-you.m4a]

Tell someone today, how important they are to you.  Tell someone how much they mean to you.  We shouldn't have to wait for an event like Mother's Day to reach out to the ones we truly love...  That's the fresh perspective...

**"I Need You"

The sand loves when..the waves come The sky can't wait...for the light of the sun So how could you...look me in my eye And not see what, what I feel inside Tell me how could you... doubt the fact that I I love you... I love you

Don't you ever...think like that. Don't you ever...never do that? There will never be two things...that go together better Than you and me....

North needs south east needs west... No needs yes yes yes Up needs down life needs death... No needs yes yes yes

I need you I need you I need you

-Alicia Keys

**an excerpt

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Spring Is

Spring is birds singing their heads off Spring is a beautiful season full of color Spring is the constant war between the sun and rain Spring is the light at the end of the long winter tunnel Spring is the season that brings back life

Kristina Lybbert

That's the fresh perspective... Spring, we're so glad you're here!

the fresh perspective...

Happy New Year!

I hope you all had a great week, and spent the eve of the beginning of the year doing something that you enjoy with people you enjoy.  Here we go again, and let's make it a good one!

My New Year's resolution

I will not throw the cat out the window Or put a frog in my sister's bed I will not tie my brother's shoelaces together Nor jump from the roof of Dad's shed I shall remember my aunt's next birthday And tidy my room once a week I'll not moan at Mum's cooking (Ugh! fish fingers again!) Nor give her any more of my cheek. I will not pick my nose if I can help it I shall fold up my clothes, comb my hair, I will say please and thank you (even when I don't mean it) And never spit or shout or even swear. I shall write each day in my diary Try my hardest to be helpful at school I shall help old ladies cross roads (even if they don't want to) And when others are rude I'll stay cool. I'll go to bed with the owls and be up with the larks And close every door behind me I shall squeeze from the bottom of every toothpaste tube And stay where trouble can't find me. I shall start again, turn over a new leaf, leave my bad old ways forever shall I start them this year, or next year shall I sometime, or .....?

Robert Fisher

That's the fresh perspective...

Monday morning prose....

Life

© Elizabeth McCrorie

We were put on this planet To live and to love. To cherish the ones in our lives. And never let them get hurt....... Safety is a priority But danger is an outcome. Why is it, that we work so very hard? For something that will still happen in the end........ Should we care about our lives, Or sit and waste it away. "It doesn't matter, were all going to die someday!" These words fill our heads With sad confusion. There's no end We get lost with the love We want to have. There is no conclusion to all this pain. But an answer that comes Just the same. The negative side seems to win, But the positive side seems to Glow. We are who we choose to be, So be careful who you choose. Love everyday like there is no Tomorrow.... And give to others the joy of life So no one will hurt. Love, And love will love you back. Open your arms to life And life will hug you back! Don't be scared! Life is still a one time thing!

the fresh perspective...

I went for a late dinner with some old friends last night and what a great night.  Almost felt like a teeny tiny re-charge.  Just talking out our life concerns, wishes, hopes and confusions over amazing food felt like I had my battery re-charged.  We covered so many topics and had each other hanging on our own words.  Each one of us had a chance to tell their current story and yet as different as the stories were, they somehow bridged the time we had missed in each others lives.  The three of us have very different lives and lifestyles but we managed to take the time to get together and pump each other up a bit.   Just a little poem-

Old/New Life

The conversations are sometimes muddled,

For we all speak in excitement.

Desperately trying to learn each other again in the short time spent.

Real friendships almost never have an end.

Well, that's the fresh perspective...  Until we meet again.

The Challenge

The Challenge

Let others lead small lives, But not you. Let others argue over small things, But not you. Let others cry over small hurts, But not you. Let others leave their future In someone else's hands, But not you.

by Jim Rohn

Not a bad way to start the week?

Peace