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Tossing Pebbles in the Stream

This blog is my place to sit and toss pebbles into the stream. The stream of Life relentlessly passing before us. We can affect it little. For the most part I just watch it passing and follow the flow. Occasionally, I need to comment on its passing, tossing a pebble at it to enjoy the ripple affect upon Life's surface.

Monday, February 14, 2011

Valentine's Day

I trust on this special day everyone will know they are loved and have an opportunity to share their love with someone.

Throughout the ages their has been much written on the subject of love. But to really know what it is all about just ask some young children. . . .such wisdom. . .such humour.

When someone loves you, the way they say your name is different. You just know that your name is safe in their mouth.
Billy - age 4

Love is when a girl puts on perfume and a boy puts on shaving cologne and they go out and smell each other.
Karl - age 5

Love is when you go out to eat and give somebody most of your French fries without making them give you any of theirs.
Chrissy - age 6

Love is what makes you smile when you''re tired.
Terri - age 4

Love is when my mommy makes coffee for my daddy and she takes a sip before giving it to him, to make sure the taste is OK.
Danny - age 7

Love is when you kiss all the time. Then when you get tired of kissing, you still want to be together and you talk more.
Emily - age 8

Love is what''s in the room with you at Christmas if you stop opening presents and listen.
Bobby - age 7

If you want to learn to love better, you should start with a friend who you hate.
Nikka - age 6

Love is when you tell a guy you like his shirt, then he wears it everyday.
Noelle - age 7

Love is like a little old woman and a little old man who are still friends even after they know each other so well.
Tommy - age 6

My mommy loves me more than anybody .You don''t see anyone else kissing me to sleep at night.
Clare - age 6

Love is when Mommy gives Daddy the best piece of chicken.
Elaine-age 5

Love is when Mommy sees Daddy smelly and sweaty and still says he is handsomer than Brad Pitt.
Chris - age 7

Love is when your puppy licks your face even after you left him alone all day.
Mary Ann - age 4

I know my older sister loves me because she gives me all her old clothes and has to go out and buy new ones.
Lauren - age 4

When you love somebody, your eyelashes go up and down and little stars come out of you.
Karen - age 7

You really shouldn''t say ''I love you'' unless you mean it. But if you mean it, you should say it a lot. People forget.
Jessica - age 8

For those who need more "mature" wisdom try these final words of a poem by Kahlil Gibran "On Love"

When you love you should not say, "God is in my heart," but rather, "I am in the heart of God."
And think not you can direct the course of love, for love, if it finds you worthy, directs your course.

Love has no other desire but to fulfill itself.
But if you love and must needs have desires, let these be your desires:
To melt and be like a running brook that sings its melody to the night.
To know the pain of too much tenderness.
To be wounded by your own understanding of love;
And to bleed willingly and joyfully.
To wake at dawn with a winged heart and give thanks for another day of loving;
To rest at the noon hour and meditate love's ecstasy;
To return home at eventide with gratitude;
And then to sleep with a prayer for the beloved in your heart and a song of praise upon your lips.

Kahlil Gibran, On Love


At 7:08 p.m., Blogger Peggy said...

Happy Valentine Day my friend. Hope you and Heidi had a wonderful day.

At 9:57 p.m., Blogger John and Carol said...

Happy Valentine's Day. THANK YOU for the wonderful wisdom of children.

At 10:06 p.m., Blogger KGMom said...

Philip--very sweet sentiments from children. They find a way of expressing truth succinctly and humorously.
Happy Valentine's Day to you.

At 10:34 p.m., Blogger Loretta said...

My favorite is...Love is what's in the room with you at Christmas if you stop opening presents and listen.

I hope you had a nice Valentine day. We are having beautiful weather so hubby did some yard work for me, at my age that's Love!

At 4:40 p.m., Blogger judie said...

That was a beautiful poem Philip.

At 4:26 p.m., Blogger possum said...

Those kids really have it right!

Thanks for the smiles, Philip.


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