...Thank you for visiting
theblueguitar,
BLUEONLINE,
please stay a while,
share my dreams...I welcome you...
to my secret garden...
come back now and then...
and we will communicate...
paix.
...Beloved, beside you,
ever watchful...
Well, I have no favorite song...
not really...or music...
I love classical music...
the blues...I love
rock and roll...
my favorite television show
is Geraldo...
(on MSNBC)...because he gives...
all kinds of people
the opportunity...
to speak their minds
...to be free...
All my treasures have been given to me...
in such great love or respect...
that they have enlarged my soul...
even when the love or respect did not last...
For I can look nowhere around me...
and not see the reflection of great...
passion or joy...
And yet, so often the ones I have wanted...
to love me the most...
have loved me the least...
and the ones I have loved the most...
have scorned me to the bone...
given me so much pain to endure...
so much longing,grief...
Still, when I look around me...
there is nowhere I can look and not see...
so much love given to me.
~copyright/c. 1998/ theblue~
Blue's last thought today: Yes, we need proof. Yes,
we need proof everyday that we are loved. So,
every day, tell someone I love you; as I tell you now,
you are very loved. The party has begun, Beloved...
This is for Buddy
Every once in a while
we come unexpectedly across
a special place,
a special thing,
a special person.
Every once in a while
we hear a song that
stills our heart
and makes us more.
That's what my bestfriend Buddy was.
A thousand words can never
explain him to you,
and two thousand would not begin
to play his song.
The world is less without him
I am certain. And I?
I am not as strong,
or as important anymore.
The day he died, let me record
this in certainty:
It was as if
someone blew my candle out.
My friend Buddy went to
Another Place December 7, 1998.
Oh, I miss him!!
Oh, I miss him!!