Go ahead Scribble, Do some 'Doodling' .......Have  some  FuN !  &  SMILE :)

 

 

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                        Our Nation Pays Tribute

                        to the Creator                    

                        of the Nation's Strength                    

                        Freedom and Leadership

                                              ~ the American Worker

 

               Have a Safe and Happy Holiday.......

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 P.s.

 ~ the'Mouse' has been Interviewed in This Week's Edition of the "Blogstream Magazine". Stop by and Check it Out......blogstream magazine by magazine maker  

Something’s in the air tonight .
The sky's alive with a burning light.
You can mark my words something's about to break.

And I found myself in a bitter fight,
While I've held your hand through the darkest night.
Don't know where you're coming from but you're coming soon

To a kid from Oregon by way of California
All of this is more than I've ever known or seen

Come on and we'll sing, like we were free
Push the pedal down watch the world around fly by us
Come on we'll try, one last time
I'm off of the floor one more time to find you

And here we go there's nothing left to choose
And here we go there's nothing left to lose

So I packed my car and I headed east
Where I felt your fire and a sweet release
there's a fire in these hills that's coming down

And I don't know much but I found you here
And I cannot wait another year
Don't know where you're coming from but you're coming soon

To a kid from Oregon by way of California
All of this is more than i’ve ever known or seen

Come on and we'll sing, like we were free

Push the pedal down watch the world around fly by us
Come on and we'll try, one last time
I'm off of the floor one more time to find you

And here we go there's nothing left to choose
And here we go there's nothing left to lose

I can still hear the trains out my window
From hobart street to here in Nashville
I can still smell the pomegranates grow
And I don't know how hard this wind will blow
Or where we'll go

Come on and we'll sing, like we were free
Push the pedal down watch the world around fly by us
Come on and we'll try, one last time
I'm off of the floor one more time to find you

Come on and we'll sing, like we were free
Push the pedal down watch the world around fly by us
Come on and we'll try, one last time
I'm off of the floor one more time to find you


Come on and we'll sing, like we were free

Push the pedal down watch the world around fly by us

And here we go there's nothing left to choose
And here we go there's nothing left to lose

~ Matt Kearney

 

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It's Just so Peaceful Here ......

 

 

Stop and Savor the last few days of Summer, all too soon they will be Gone ~

 

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The Last Rose Of Summer     The last rose of summer lingers of a soft fragrance As the days of summer fade into days only remembered Over the fires embers that stir yesterdays moment. The last rose of summer whose beauty brought love and caring In the cool evening breeze to a heart Touched briefly by its petals of soft color. The last rose of summer that but briefly spoke of tenderness To a heart in the stillness of the night To be remembered in the quiet fragrance of a rose. The last rose of summer whose petals are pressed to a book Hiding it's treasure of yesterdays love Remembering days held in time not to be forgotten. author ~ Elaine Brebner

 

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