From: owner-eda-thoughts-digest@smoe.org (eda-thoughts-digest) To: eda-thoughts-digest@smoe.org Subject: eda-thoughts-digest V3 #320 Reply-To: eda-thoughts@smoe.org Sender: owner-eda-thoughts-digest@smoe.org Errors-To: owner-eda-thoughts-digest@smoe.org Precedence: bulk eda-thoughts-digest Wednesday, September 13 2000 Volume 03 : Number 320 * If you ever wish to unsubscribe, send an email to * eda-thoughts-digest-request@smoe.org with ONLY * the word unsubscribe in the body of the email * . * PLEASE :) when you reply to this digest to send a post TO the list, * change the subject to reflect what your post is about. A subject * of Re: eda-thoughts-digest V3 #xxx or the like gives readers no clue * as to what your message is about. Today's Subjects: ----------------- ET: What good is today?(poem) ["Seth D. Fulmer" ] ---------------------------------------------------------------------- Date: Tue, 12 Sep 2000 21:22:53 -0400 From: "Seth D. Fulmer" Subject: ET: What good is today?(poem) Hey everyone...I wrote this just now. Sitting here thinking...Before I give you the poem I'm giving you that usual spiel of if you don't want my poems, let me know and questions, etc. are welcome but not required. Comments are fine but please be polite and use tact with them. Thank you very much. Take care and Have a very fine day. -Seth ======================================== What good is today? by Seth D. Fulmer 9/12/00 It's my birthday today But Do I really care? No I do no, dear sir What good is this day? Three angels in far places and one quite close to home were sweet to me today so much They told me that I'm loved They wished me a happy day today I got cards and hugs galore One of them accused me of not dating nice girls Maybe that's right, but I disagree I'd give my love to any person Whether angel, demon, or neither I'd rock their world with sunshine and rain on the days of their enemies It's my birthday today But how could I really tell? My dreams never really come true ever I'll never find the owner of the glass slipper on the banister That angel to come to me and sweep me off my feet take me out to Saturn for a walk along the rings In my dreams are demons and monsters They fight each other for domination If I come from my corner to watch them I get hurt so fast it's like lightning Does somebody want to tell me though what is so good about today? My grandmother called today and tried to cheer me up unsuccessfully Today I should have done that which I wanted for a long time and downed the bottle of advil with every type of poison known to mankind twenty-three years on this stupid planet Why can't I live like Corey Matthews? Find myself someone like Topanga Laurence and get married and live in pure happiness? However no, I'll end up successful I'll be a lawyer rich as a bachelor living in the mansion with gazebos and more servants than Bruce Wayne Why can't I have that now though? When I die I don't want to be happy I want to have experienced a diamond anniversary and have children until memory can't name them In Braveheart, Wallace lost his true love The day after he and she got married If I were a wizard like in olden days I'd give her back her full life I'd weave a spell more powerful than miracles and make beauty out of nothingness She'd wake up one morning and look upon me Wonder where she came from, kiss me good bye Walk out into the world, and she would be free I would not be upset, for I let her go I gave her happiness, I gave her my dreams It is my birthday today, but that would never happen If my dreams don't happen, what good is today? ------------------------------ End of eda-thoughts-digest V3 #320 **********************************