HEIRESS PERSIANS & Exotics

Jacqueline,myself!March '06

Stevie Nicks

The Language of Love.......The Story is told of Bozo, the circus elephant, who was scheduled for execution in the center ring.   It seems that Bozo had changed from a well behaved performer to a vicious animal, trying three times to kill his trainer.  Rifles were stacked along side of the ring. Bozo trudged in a circle inside the steel cage, raising his trunk to trumpet his rage....but just as the ringmaster lifted his arm to give the fatal signal, a small man stepped forward......."LET ME IN THE CAGE, "  he pleaded.  " I will show you that Bozo is not a bad elephant."  Surprised, but anxious to salvage his investment if possible, the ringmaster opened the cage, and the stranger stepped inside.......Bozo whirled around and glared through blood-shot eyes at the intruder.  SOFTLY, the man began to speak....Bozo stopped pacing and listened.  His massive body quivered into relaxation.  A small, child-like cry echoed from his huge trunk.....Astonished, the crowd broke into applause.            That man was Rudyard Kipling.  He had spoken to the elephant in Hindustani, knowing that the Indian beast was simply homesick.  Kipling's words had made Bozo feel at peace again.......Sometimes we Christians, too, become homesick.  Surrounded by the wickedness and  misery of this world, we are tempted to despondency....We long for our heavenly home..........That's when we need to hear again Christ's promise of peace  (John 14: 27), a promise  spoken in the language of divine LOVE............by Mary L. Carney

         Tyger! Tyger! burning bright, in the forests of the night, What immortal hand or eye could frame thy fearful symmetry?  When the stars threw down their spears, And water'd heaven with their tears, Did He smile His work to see? Did He who made the lamb make thee?   ---William Blake, "The Tyger"    

My Big Sister Juliana, Santa, and Me!!

My mother, older sis Juliana, and me (Jacqueline)plus my favorite Clock on the wall!

Love you Dad, You handsome devil!  (Hi stranger! ) "Jac-Jac  Cadillac"...........Jacqueline

When I see the winter turning into spring, it speaks to this heart of mine, more than anything..........Underneath a blanket of snow, cold and white,  SOMETHING IS STIRRING IN THE STILL OF THE NIGHT, And then the sun comes up slowly with the dawn, This is the kind of feeling that I hang my hope upon,  THERE IS A LOVE AND A BEAUTY IN ALL I SEE,   And no one, nobody is explaining You to me...................And maybe my eyes can't see, but you are surrounding me......Here in the wind and the rain, the things that I know,....Tender and sweet, and strong as my need...............I KNOW THE VOICE, I KNOW THE TOUCH,  Lover of my Soul................And when the evening comes the sunlight fades to Red.......And time and time again, I whisper in my head, give me strength, give me faith to fully believe, That the Maker of this whole wide world.....Is a Father to Me......AND maybe my eyes can't see, but you are surrounding me.......Here in the wind and rain,  the things that I know,....Tender and sweet, and strong as my need......I know the voice, I know the touch, Lover of my Soul................Sung by Amy Grant

This I wrote, it's about the place I live, or it could mean many things to others, depending on how they interpret it in their eyes..... I wrote it by inspiration in December, 05........It only took a few minutes to write, it just poured out of me......"She thinks it's beautiful....Ideas as I stare at the lights around my tv and the awful, printed wallpaper to which someone thought was fitting for this room,  I touch the wall, and feel the texture, hoping to feel something peaceful................white with leaves all over the place......it's so "busy " it almost comes alive off of the wall.........but it's just wallpaper.....................Ideas as I stare at the lights around my tv, the awful wallpaper lining the walls of this white, rectangular long square that shelters us from the elements.............The amazing way in which a perspective that is so hopeless can be changed by one taking a different view, a view unheard of..........that goes against all common knowledge.  A way of looking at the wall, in which no one has........They may think she's out of her mind, but she thinks it's beautiful."   By J ElizabethW

Wake up my sweet child, there's somthing I have to say to you tonight...It's time you took a look at me, cause there's so much more to me than meets the eye.  Well there's more to love than makin' time, ..The harder you look, the more you'll find, it's never easy.... not matter what they say.........LOVE's a hard game to play...The heart's the price you pay,   Win or Lose, no matter what they say, love's a hard game to play..........The problem here is not my fear, the trouble is you can't convince yourself.....For tonight let's lose the past, put out worries up on a shelf...........We've been, through thick and thin, and back again..............And we can endure love's sweet plan, ....remember starting the fire is easy. .. The hardest part is learning how to keep the flame burning..............Love's  like walking a real fine line,  You get too close and you'll go blind.........Let go too long and it will all drift away.....Just when I feel like I'm losing you,  I hear those voices call, ......they say it's better to have lost at love,  Than Never....to have loved at all.........Lose or win, Stand or fall.........We'll there's more to love than making time...The harder you look, the more you'll find..It's never easy. no matter what they say.....Love's a hard game to play....Stevie Nicks.....Time Space album.............Song written by Bret Michaels & Pat Shunk

This song has been inspiring to me lately..3/06....Here goes....By Michael W. Smith & Amy Grant....Dreams, within the still of night...On wings of hope take flight inside of me...There upon some distant shore, We want for nothing more than what will be...And You and I, here we are.. and it's a wonder that we've come this far...If I could only read your mind, tell me the answer I would find... DO YOU DREAM OF ME?...And when you're smiling in your sleep...beyond the promises we keep, DO YOU DREAM OF ME?...Love has found a magic space, A deep and hidden place where time stands still ...Now I hold you in my arms..You know you hold my heart, and always will...And You and I, Here we are...And it's a wonder that we've come this far.............................And after all that we've been through, You've leaned on me, I've leaned on you.....DO YOU DREAM OF ME?......And when you're smiling in your sleep......Beyond the promises we keep, ..DO YOU DREAM OF ME?..........If I could only read your mind, tell me the answer I would find....And when you're smiling in your sleep.....Beyond the promises we keep...Do you dream of me?.......

Look at this photograph, everytime I do it makes me laugh, How did our eyes get so red, And what the hell is on Joey's head?   And this is where I grew up, I think the present owner fixed it up.....I never knew we'd ever went without,...the second floor is hard for sneaking out!...................And this is where I went to school, most of the time had better things to do..Criminal record says I broke in twice, I must have done it half a dozen times....I wonder if it's too late..should I go back and try to graduate....Life's better now than it was back then...if I was them I wouldn't let me in......... Every memory of looking out the backdoor, i had the photo album spread out on my bedroom floor...It's hard to say it, time to say it...goodbye ...goodbye.......Remember the old arcade, blew every dollar that we ever made...The cops hated us hanging out, they say somebody went and burned it down, We used to listen to the radio and sing along with every song we know...We said someday we'd find out how it feels to sing to more than just the steering wheel...Kim's the first girl I kissed, I was so nervous that I nearly missed....She's had a couple of kids since then, I haven't seen her since God knows when...oh oh oh, oh God...Every memory of looking out the back door..I had the photo album spread out on my bedroom floor..it's hard to say it time to say it.........goodbye ...........goodbye........Every memory of walking out the front door, I found the photo of the friend that I was looking for, It's hard to say it time to say it ........goodbye, goodbye......I miss that town...I miss the faces.. you can't erase...you can't replace it...I miss it now.....I can't believe it.......It's hard to stay..too hard to leave it..........,If I could relive those days, I know the one thing that would never change.......Every memory of looking out the back door, I had the photo album spread out on my bedroom floor, it's hard to say it time to say it..goodbye ..goodbye....Look at this photograph .....everytime I do it makes me laugh.....Everytime I do it makes me..........Nickelback song Photograph...................(I'll Never say goodbye)......7/06

Tyger & Me

She follows the path of least resistance,.....She doesn't care to see the mountain top, She twists and turns with no regard to distance. She never comes to a stop...And she rolls, she's a river...where she goes time will tell.....HEAVEN knows he can't go with her, ...and She rolls, all by herself...and She rolls all by herself...He's headed for a single destination, He doesn't care what's standing in his path...He's a line between two points of separation...............HE ends just where is says to on the map....,As He rolls, he's a highway,.......where he goes, time will tell..HEAVEN knows she can't go with him..., and He rolls all by himself......................But every now and then..He offers Her a shoulder..........And every now and then she overflows...and every now and then a BRIDGE CROSSES over...It's a moment every Lover knows................As She rolls ( and He rolls) She's a RIVER........He's a HIGHWAY........Where She goes...(where He goes)...time will tell....HEAVEN knows................She can't go with him.. (He can't go with her)......And She rolls..........all by herself........And He rolls......all by himself.............Fare the well.........Pam Tillis- The River & the Highway

Baby, look around...see that I'm nowhere to be found. You wanna feel me near, then close your eyes...and I'll appear...Dream over me with a tear.....anything it takes to wish me here....Oh, Magic and sweet lullabies..........Any lucky penny will do fine...Oh to wish me here.  Your arms are open wide....waiting for me, to rush inside....I'll meet you in the clouds..Please use YOUR POWER TO BRING HEAVEN DOWN...and dream over me with a tear, anything it takes to wish me here..........magic and sweet lullabies...any lucky penny will do fine..oh to wish me here.......................................AND WHEN WE'RE FACE TO FACE..............THE WORLD JUST FADES AWAY.........So take me to that place, where it's just you and I, every single night.......Dream over me with a tear..anything it takes to wish me here...Oh, magic and sweet lullabies, any lucky penny will do fine....oh, to wish me here...and dream over me with a tear, anything it takes to wish me here....Magic and sweet lullabies, any lucky Penny will do Fine.....oh to wish me here....you wish me here....you wish me here...oh you wish me here.....................-Nikki Hassman...Any Lucky Penny lyrics 9/06

You fight for every breath...caught without a ship in this sea of neglect, the one you swore to love is bringing you down...You're in over your head..chilled to the bone by the waters you've tread..................Chart a course to land.......before you drown, Swim to the nearest distant shore..there's only so much a HEART can endure...You gave it your best, forgive yourself, you can't hold on anymore...........It's not as far as it may seem, now it's time to let go of old dreams..EVERY HEART FOR ITSELF..........swim to the nearest distant shore.......He said for you he'd change...then he'd let you down and watch you take the blame....You're trapped between his lies, and the great unknown.................You vowed you would not fail...but this ain't success it's a living hell..there's nothing left to lose, you're already alone.....Swim to the nearest distant shore, there's only so much a heart can ENDURE, you gave it your best....forgive yourself..you can't hold on anymore.....It's not as far as it may seem, now it's time to let go of old dreams..every heart for itself..swim to the nearest-distant-shore..........Trisha Yearwood.... 9/06