Tomorrow, and tomorrow, and tomorrow
Creeps in this petty pace from day to day,
To the last syllable of recorded time;
And all our yesterdays have lighted fools
The way to dusty death. Out, out brief candle!
Life's but a walking shadow, a poor player
That struts and frets his hour upon the stage
And then is heard no more: it is a tale
Told by an idiot, full of sound and fury,
Signifying nothing.
-- Macbeth, Act 5, Scene 5
Frankie and Slim
Happy New Year
Sunday, May 10, 2009
FOREVER LOVED
Dear, dear mother, We will always see you in each other:)
Lovely words on a special day.
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Happy Mothers Day, Annie.....
ReplyDeleteHappy Mother's Day to a mother of children and chicks. I hope it is a fantastic one.
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Blessings,
Mary
Happy Belated Mother's Day! I hope your day was beautiful!!
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