Posts Tagged ‘Friendship’
When You’re Gone
November 11th, 2009 | Author: Pure Thoughts Admin
People never know how special someone is until they leave, but maybe sometimes its important to leave, so they are given that chance to see how special that someone really is!
Friends
November 9th, 2009 | Author: Pure Thoughts Admin
Prosperity makes friends, adversity tries them-Publilius Syrus
Handle With Care
November 8th, 2009 | Author: Pure Thoughts Admin
Friendships are fragile things, and require as much handling as any other fragile and precious thing. – Randolph S. Bourne
Worth of a Friend
November 6th, 2009 | Author: Pure Thoughts Admin
One loyal friend is worth ten thousand relatives.-Euripides
Friends
October 13th, 2009 | Author: Pure Thoughts Admin
Most people walk in and out of you life. But only True friends leave footprints in your heart.
Sand and Stone
October 11th, 2009 | Author: Pure Thoughts Admin
A story tells that two friends were walking through the desert. During some point of the journey they had an argument, and one friend slapped the other one in the face. The one who got slapped was hurt, but without saying anything, wrote in the sand: “TODAY MY BEST FRIEND SLAPPED ME IN THE FACE.”
At the Beginning-Wonderful Journey-Disney
October 8th, 2009 | Author: Pure Thoughts Admin
At the Beginning
(Donna)We were strangers,
starting out on a journey
Never dreaming
what we’d have to go through
Now here we are,
and I’m suddenly standing,
at the beginning with you
(Richard)No one told me
I was going to find you,
Unexpected
what you did to my heart,
(BOTH)When I lost hope
you were there to remind me
this is the start
(Chorus) life is a road
and I wanna keep going
love is a river
I wanna keep flowing
life is a road
now and forever
wonderful journey
ill be there when the world stops turning
ill be there when the storm is through
in the end I wanna be standing
at the beginning with you
(Donna) We were strangers
on a crazy adventure
(Richard) Never dreaming
how our dreams would come true
(Both)Now here we stand unafraid of the future
At the beginning with you
(Chorus)
I knew there was somebody somewhere
Like me alone in the dark
Now I know my dream will live on
Ive been waiting so long
nothings gonna tear us apart
(Corus)
Life is a road and I wanna keep going
Love is a river I wanna keep going on
Starting out on a journey
Life is a road I wanna keep going
Love is a river I wanna keep flowing
In the end I wanna be standing
at the beginning with you
Flowers on the Bus
October 6th, 2009 | Author: Pure Thoughts Admin
Jean Hendrichson
We were a very motley crowd of people who took the bus every day that summer 33 years ago. During the early morning ride from the suburb, we sat drowsily with our collars up to our ears, a cheerless and taciturn bunch.
One of the passengers was a small grey man who took the bus to the centre for senior citizens every morning. He walked with a stoop and a sad look on his face when he, with some difficulty, boarded the bus and sat down alone behind the driver. No one ever paid very much attention to him.
Then one July morning he said good morning to the driver and smiled short-sightedly down through the bus before he sat down. The driver nodded guardedly. The rest of us were silent.
The next day, the old man boarded the bus energetically, smiled and said in a loud voice: “And a very good morning to you all!” Some of us looked up, amazed, and murmured “Good morning,” in reply.
The following weeks we were more alert. Our friend was now dressed in a nice old suit and a wide out-of-date tie. The thin hair had been carefully combed. He said good morning to us every day and we gradually began to nod and talk to each other.
One morning he had a bunch of wild flowers in his hand. They were already dangling a little because of the heat. The driver turned around smilingly and asked: “Have you got yourself a girlfriend, Charlie?” We never got to know if his name really was “Charlie”, but he nodded shyly and said yes.
The other passengers whistled and clapped at him. Charlie bowed and waved the flowers before he sat down on his seat.
Every morning after that Charlie always brought a flower. Some of the regular passengers began bringing him flowers for his bouquet, gently nudged him and said shyly: “Here.” Everyone smiled. The men started to jest about it, talk to each other, and share the newspaper.
Build a Box of Friendship
October 6th, 2009 | Author: Pure Thoughts Admin
Chuck Pool
Into a box of friendship
To insure that it is strong
First a layer of respect
On the bottom does belong
Then to the sides attach
In the corners where they meet
Several anchors full of trust
Devoid of all deceit
The height of friendship can be measured
By the sides of four
So make them all a larger cut
And the box will hold much more
Now fill it up with courtesy
Honor and esteem
Understanding, sympathy
And passion for a dream
Add to that your honesty
Emotions joy and love
And since they’re so important
Place them up above
But leave the box wide open
So all can see inside
To learn what makes a friendship work
From the box you built with pride
Simple Friends and Real Friends
August 1st, 2009 | Author: Pure Thoughts Admin
A simple friend can stand by you when you are right,
but a real friend will stand by you even when you are wrong.
A simple friend identifies himself when he calls.
A real friend doesn’t have to.
A simple friend opens a conversation with a full news bulletin on his life.
A real friend says, “What’s new with you?”
A simple friend thinks the problems you whine about are recent.
A real friend says, “You’ve been whining about the same thing for 14 years.
Get off your duff and do something about it.”
A simple friend has never seen you cry.
A real friend has shoulders soggy from your tears.
A simple friend doesn’t know your parents’ first names.
A real friend has their phone numbers in his address book.
A simple friend brings a bottle of wine to your party.
A real friend comes early to help you cook and stays late to help you clean.
A simple friend hates it when you call after he has gone to bed.
A real friend asks you why you took so long to call.
A simple friend seeks to talk with you about your problems.
A real friend seeks to help you with your problems.
A simple friend wonders about your romantic history.
A real friend could blackmail you with it.
A simple friend, when visiting, acts like a guest.
Real friend opens your refrigerator and helps himself/herself.
A simple friend thinks the friendship is over when you have an argument.
A real friend knows that it’s not a friendship until after you’ve had a fight.
A simple friend expects you to always be there for them.
A real friend expects to always be there for you!
