To Love is to Cherish
First Friday… Best Friend. Good JuJu… Manny’s. I am Loved… Cherished are You.
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It snowed a little today… golf anyone?
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a photo diary of two loves ~ gardening & photography
First Friday… Best Friend. Good JuJu… Manny’s. I am Loved… Cherished are You.
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It snowed a little today… golf anyone?
This would be a good side bar photo. It is pretty, and matches your header.
I love the contrast between the two shots, both visually and symbolically.
“Cherish” has always been a special word to me. I have always loved music, and when I was a kid, the first song that was “#1 of the year” at the time I was old enough to remember was “Cherish” by The Association. Here are the words…
Cherish is the word I use to describe
All the feeling that I have hiding here for you inside
You don’t know how many times I’ve wished that I had told you
You don’t know how many times I’ve wished that I could hold you
You don’t know how many times I’ve wished that I could
Mold you into someone who could
Cherish me as much as I cherish you
Perish is the word that more than applies
To the hope in my heart each time I realize
That I am not gonna be the one to share your dreams
That I am not gonna be the one to share your schemes
That I am not gonna be the one to share what
Seems to be the life that you could
Cherish as much as I do yours
Oh I’m beginning to think that man has never found
The words that could make you want me
That have the right amount of letters, just the right sound
That could make you hear, make you see
That you are drivin’ me out of my mind
Oh I could say I need you but then you’d realize
That I want you just like a thousand other guys
Who’d say they loved you With all the rest of their lies
When all they wanted was to touch your face, your hands
And gaze into your eyes
Cherish is the word I use to describe
All the feeling that I have hiding here for you inside
You don’t know how many times I’ve wished that I had told you
You don’t know how many times I’ve wished that I could hold you
You don’t know how many times I’ve wished that I could
Mold you into someone who could
Cherish me as much as I cherish you
And I do… cherish you
And I do… cherish you
And I do… cherish you
Cherish is the word
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The year was 1966, I was 9.
Beautiful still life photo. The best to you – cherish everything.
Sandy… tx for the idea, but I have no clue how to do that. Maybe someday when I have some spare time. : )
Tx Montucky… the two of them are pretty much at opposite ends of the spectrum. One cold and dark, the other romantic and warm.
Bob… A beautiful song!! Thanks for reminding me of the lyrics. I was 12 *smiles* http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ubOGHr8lXag