Tom

Enter your Message invalid_text body{ background:#00CED1; } div.profilePhotoTitle, div.profileInfoTitle, div.profileAboutTitle, div.profileMediaTitle, div.profileCommentTitle, div.profileFriendTitle, div.profileMessageTitle, div.liveMessageTitle, div.profileRssTitle, #myLiveEvent dt{ background:#FFD700; } #profilePhoto, #profileFriend, #profileComment,#profileAbout, #profileInfo, #profileMessage, #liveMessage, #profileMediaPhoto, #profileMediaAudio,#profileMediaVideo, div.profileRss{ background:#F0E68C; } #myEventCalendar, #myLiveEvent, #myEventCalendarBody{ background:#F0E68C; } #myEventCalendar{ } invalid_text MARY of the RED BEAR......... I have met a lot of really good people here on Stickam. I met most of them in the “Red Bear Radio” room thanks to that beautiful warm hostess/goddess/lover of life and music. The people she attracts into her room with her musically oriented mind and her attitude has brought me many hours of enjoyment as I am sure has been the same for the rest of her loyal following............. The number and variety of wonderful artists who frequent and so willingly share their music with others can’t help but to leave one with a gentle caring feeling after each visit. I have also had the privilege of going into some of the rooms of the artists and others who share her same passions for music. I met these through the many hours I was enjoying Red Bear.................. One result of these contacts has caused me to once again consider another of my other pleasures which is to write. Inspiration comes to us all from many sources and is always unexpected. For those who might have read one of the things I have written lately I do hope you understand that it was written very quickly and may not fully express my feelings. Now go to red bear radio and enjoy as I do. The link to go there is as follows:.... .... http://www.stickam.com/profile/huckbets ..... or... redbearradio PS……… This is a good room so don’t be rude or crude please. ------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------ Listen For The Tree To Fall..... But as for me in and out of the light I walk.... I am what I am yet you can’t understand me.... Could you dip from the well water nearly as fresh.... Can you see in the night’s sky such beautiful stars.... Watch as I pluck two to light up your eyes.... In the heat of the day as in the cool of the night.... Think of the good things that make life so right.... The gentle breeze that stirs the leaves but slightly.... The laughter of the child wiggling on my knee.... The wild rose blooms teasing with its promise for love.... A squirrel scampers and chatters in search of it's friend.... For seasons they come and seasons they go.... Soon will be my time to travel the next path of the journey.... Can you hear the tree beginning to fall.... I shall not hear it as it strikes the earth.... Feel the gust of wind on your cheek for is my goodbye.... --------------------------------------------------------------------------------