When You Feel Like Talking

I Am Listening Because I Want To

You have many thoughts on your mind

I say share one with me

I am a friend one of many you have made through the years

I say if it is a sad thought that brings you tears

Cry on my shoulder because I have  been there before too

If it is just a happy grin that covers your face like jam spread thin

I want to see it

I want to feel the excitement in your voice

If you are confused and don't know where to turn

I am here to offer a few suggestions

Never to critize or judge

Life is wonderful and you know it as well as me

Some days we get pricked by the thorns we didn't see

But most of our lives we live in great harmony

We some how learn to survive against all odds

We learn to forget the unkindly past and people who have done us wrong

We move ahead with great joy and passion

Like seeing a new baby for the first time

The emotions we feel our undescribable

I keep trying to go back to that time

That all things seemed just perfect

We all know to well

There will be times we get our butts toasted in the fire

It is a place we don't want to be

If there was a friend I could turn to

A wonderful friend called Brenda

I would like you to know

It is not always what we say and do

That makes us friends in the end

It is sometimes what we don't do

When we sit quietly on the other end and don't say a word

Remembering how it felt when I was feeling the same thing

Understanding is all I can share

When my pockets our empty

When I can not be there to comfort you and give you a hug in your most difficult times

I can close my eyes and wait to see

If you are smiling back at me

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Joy56 6 years ago

That is so nice, maybe it was for me, i am Brenda, but i am sure you know lots of Brenda's..... sssh don't give away the secret.


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DREAM ON 6 years ago Author

Joy56 Surpises are nice and somethings do make us happy.Have a wonderful day and may all your favorite wishes come true.Thank you for reading and sharing another great day.


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epigramman 6 years ago

...actually you are a very prolific writer yourself - and a very thoughtful one at that - with a deep profound and often witty philosophy of life.


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DREAM ON 6 years ago Author

Epigramman I just try to find a way to uncover my deepest emotions.I don't know any other way than to experience life through all the greatest positive emotions that I feel that keep me motivated and searching for more.Thanks for keeping me inspired.Saleheensblog you are quite incredible yourself.I think as I read more on the hub pages I am learning to develop my own style.They say practice makes perfect.I will let you know if it is true in the years to come.Thank you so much.


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Ladybird33 6 years ago from Georgia USA

You have a gift and I love it! You are special, really!! Keep writing!


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DREAM ON 6 years ago Author

Ladybird33 That was very nice of you.There are so many peoples hubs to check out.I am often torn between writing or reading.I do enjoy both so much!!!!I wonder if technology has made us care more or just talk more??


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Nellieanna 6 years ago from TEXAS

You're rapidly becoming my favorite writer, philosopher and person. You've kept the joy and vivacity of youth - and sadly, sometimes it seems that the youth of today are pushed too fast past that joyfulness and innocence into being miniature adults full of jaded outlooks and indifference to the things which are real and truly human and beautiful.

We wouldn't want to rob them of their prodigious knowledge of things but how nice it would be if they also had the freedom to play in the sun and grass without regimented play as they get in the adult-overseen activities which so often comprise their out-doors lives. I wonder if they ever catch lightning bugs & put them in a Mason jar to light up and make a lantern ? Do they know how to whistle through a blade of grass or skim a flat stone along the calm surface of a pond? Have they ever "rolled in the grass" When do they play hide and seek outdoors - or anywhere? Do they ever just get to go out and explore the nearest park or woods - or canyon? Do they ever even get to walk to school and back?

Sigh. . . the world is too dangerous, thanks to grown-up people who learned about things and missed out on healthy warm feelings for others when they were missing out on childhood themselves, probably. And kids have too many sedentary activities in the confines of the house. We must help them. Perhaps the best way is to teach young parents the wisdom of allowing and encouraging more of the natural things as well as working on their babies' IQs (even prenatally!) and saving for their college educations.

Those are good practices, but there needs to be a balance. While they are kids, they should be allowed to just be kids and parents should truly value that as even more important than academic preparation. It could work!


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DREAM ON 6 years ago Author

Nellieanna You have me thinking so many thoughts I haven't thought for years.I am first eager to tell you I feel the excitement in the words you speak.When I was young we would walk around and kick the can.The object was to get a can to stand straight up.We would try for hours and see if we had any luck.The more you played the harder it got because the can slowly got dents in it that weren't there before.If someone did it before you you cheered them on.If they came close you got excited for them.If you were lucky enough to get it before them they clapped and patted your back.The feeling was incredible.We made so much fun out of practically nothing.Just an empty can.I have to remind you when the game was over the looser would carry the can around for the rest of the day.We knew to pick up the can until we found a barrel to put the trash in its place.The barrels then were made out of metal.There was a little recycling and less trash everywhere.Now people don't care about where they live and who they live with.I remember going to someones back yard just to climb on the rocks and up a tree.There yard was filled with large rocks.We would play fantasy games for hours.Now they have computers that leave nothing to the imagination.The graphics are the best.Then in a month they will have something new and this perfectly working game would become less used and replaced by something so much better.I remember we played with something until it broke and then we dreamed about getting it fixed when it did break.No one could buy you another one.You had one and if you took better care of it you would still have it.You had repect for other peoples things.You said yes and no thank you.You often wanted more and got less.You loved your friends like they were the only thing in the world.We use to play a boys game called who dies the best.One person was the shooter with an imaginary gun.No need for a real one.(often we would use our fingers like a gun)Try that today.The other kids would line up and one by one the shooter would shoot each person one at a time.The person would fall all over the place until they died.The one who was the best at dying got to be the shooter next round. We would play until we got board.We never took dying seriously.Just part of life and we could exprience it just for a moment.It was our way of appreciating what we had and facing the reality we all will die someday.The simple game we played never hurt anyone or caused any harm.We were never violent or distructive.We never damaged anyones property.The neighbors let us play in their yards.We could go from yard to yard.Since the yards didn't have fences and we needed to have lots of room to run around and chase everyone for hide and go seek.Life was fun and you always go plenty of exercise.I remember playing all day and then going home for lunch.We all did when we got hungry.Then come back and continue just where we left off.Those were the days.Thank you so much for reignighting the flames of my childhood.I will always cheerish and reflect on time after time.

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