Leasheryn/Lady Willpower
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God, Country, Family
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Opinion:
It's his one and only goal.
likes & interests
I'd like to meet
People from across the country who share my views, thoughts and ideas.
Interests
I'm interested in this country and think the USA is a great place to live although I'm disappointed in the way our President and Government are leading us. I believe it is important to speak out and to attempt to make a difference concerning what is going on around us.
I think our soldiers are important and that they should be supported in every way possible.
I think our soldiers are important and that they should be supported in every way possible.
Favorite Music
Favorite Movies
Casablanca
Favorite Books
I like to read the classics
Favorite Quotes
My son, do not walk in the way with them.
Keep your feet from their path,
For their feet run to evil
And they hasten to shed blood.
Proverbs 1:15-16
Do not fret because of evildoers
Or be envious of the wicked;
For there will be no future for the evil man;
The lamp of the wicked will be put out.
Proverbs 24:19-20
The Lord is my shepherd; I shall not want.
He maketh me to lie down in green pastures: he leadeth me beside the still waters.
He restoreth my soul: he leadeth me in the paths of righteousness for his name's sake.
Yea, though I walk through the valley of the shadow of death, I will fear no evil: for thou art with me; thy rod and thy staff they comfort me.
Thou preparest a table before me in the presence of mine enemies: thou anointest my head with oil; my cup runneth over.
Surely goodness and mercy shall follow me all the days of my life: and I will dwell in the house of the Lord for ever.
23rd Pslam
Keep your feet from their path,
For their feet run to evil
And they hasten to shed blood.
Proverbs 1:15-16
Do not fret because of evildoers
Or be envious of the wicked;
For there will be no future for the evil man;
The lamp of the wicked will be put out.
Proverbs 24:19-20
The Lord is my shepherd; I shall not want.
He maketh me to lie down in green pastures: he leadeth me beside the still waters.
He restoreth my soul: he leadeth me in the paths of righteousness for his name's sake.
Yea, though I walk through the valley of the shadow of death, I will fear no evil: for thou art with me; thy rod and thy staff they comfort me.
Thou preparest a table before me in the presence of mine enemies: thou anointest my head with oil; my cup runneth over.
Surely goodness and mercy shall follow me all the days of my life: and I will dwell in the house of the Lord for ever.
23rd Pslam
Favorite Heroes
US Soldiers
FREEDOM IS NOT FREE
I watched the flag pass by one day,
It fluttered in the breeze;
A young Marine saluted it,
And then he stood at ease.
I looked at him in uniform,
So young, so tall, so proud;
With hair cut square and eyes alert,
He'd stand out in any crowd.
I thought... how many men like him
Had fallen through the years?
How many died on foreign soil?
How many mothers' tears?
How many pilots' planes shot down
How many died at sea
How many foxholes were soldiers' graves
No, Freedom is not Free.
I heard the sound of Taps one night,
When everything was still;
I listened to the bugler play,
And felt a sudden chill;
I wondered just how many times
That Taps had meant "Amen"
When a flag had draped a coffin
Of a brother or a friend;
I thought of all the children,
Of the mothers and the wives,
Of fathers, sons and husbands.
With interrupted lives.
I thought about a graveyard
At the bottom of the sea,
Of unmarked graves in Arlington.
No. Freedom is not Free!
©Copyright 1981 by Kelly Strong
In Flanders Fields
By: Lieutenant Colonel John McCrae, MD (1872-1918)
Canadian Army
In Flanders Fields the poppies blow
Between the crosses row on row,
That mark our place; and in the sky
The larks, still bravely singing, fly
Scarce heard amid the guns below.
We are the Dead. Short days ago
We lived, felt dawn, saw sunset glow,
Loved and were loved, and now we lie
In Flanders fields.
Take up our quarrel with the foe:
To you from failing hands we throw
The torch; be yours to hold it high.
If ye break faith with us who die
We shall not sleep, though poppies grow
In Flanders fields.
America for Me
'Tis fine to see the Old World and travel up and down
Among the famous palaces and cities of renown,
To admire the crumbly castles and the statues and kings
But now I think I've had enough of antiquated things.
So it's home again, and home again, America for me!
My heart is turning home again and there I long to be,
In the land of youth and freedom, beyond the ocean bars,
Where the air is full of sunlight and the flag is full of stars.
Oh, London is a man's town, there's power in the air;
And Paris is a woman's town, with flowers in her hair;
And it's sweet to dream in Venice, and it's great to study Rome;
But when it comes to living there is no place like home.
I like the German fir-woods in green battalions drilled;
I like the gardens of Versailles with flashing foutains filled;
But, oh, to take your had, my dear, and ramble for a day
In the friendly western woodland where Nature has her sway!
I know that Europe's wonderful, yet something seems to lack!
The Past is too much with her, and the people looking back.
But the glory of the Present is to make the Future free--
We love our land for what she is and what she is to be.
Oh, it's home again, and home again, America for me!
I want a ship that's westward bound to plough the rolling sea,
To the blessed Land of Room Enough, beyond the ocean bars,
Where the air is full of sunlight and the flag is full of stars.
Henry Van Dyke
1852 - 1933
The Flag Goes By
by Henry Holcomb Bennett (1795-1894)
Hats off!
Along the street there comes
A blare of bugles, a ruffle of drums,
A dash of color beneath the sky:
Hats off!
The flag is passing by!
Blue and crimson and white it shines,
Over the steel-tipped, ordered lines.
Hats off!
The colors before us fly;
But more than the flag is passing by.
Sea-fights and land-fights, grim and great,
Fought to make and to save the State:
Weary marches and sinking ships;
Cheers of victory on dying lips;
Days of plenty and years of peace;
March of a strong land's swift increase;
Equal justice, right and law,
Stately honor and reverend awe;
Sign of a nation, great and strong
To ward her people from foreign wrong:
Pride and glory and honor,--all
Live in the colors to stand or fall.
Hats off!
Along the street there comes
A blare of bugles, a ruffle of drums;
And loyal hearts are beating high:
Hats off!
The flag is passing by!
FREEDOM IS NOT FREE
I watched the flag pass by one day,
It fluttered in the breeze;
A young Marine saluted it,
And then he stood at ease.
I looked at him in uniform,
So young, so tall, so proud;
With hair cut square and eyes alert,
He'd stand out in any crowd.
I thought... how many men like him
Had fallen through the years?
How many died on foreign soil?
How many mothers' tears?
How many pilots' planes shot down
How many died at sea
How many foxholes were soldiers' graves
No, Freedom is not Free.
I heard the sound of Taps one night,
When everything was still;
I listened to the bugler play,
And felt a sudden chill;
I wondered just how many times
That Taps had meant "Amen"
When a flag had draped a coffin
Of a brother or a friend;
I thought of all the children,
Of the mothers and the wives,
Of fathers, sons and husbands.
With interrupted lives.
I thought about a graveyard
At the bottom of the sea,
Of unmarked graves in Arlington.
No. Freedom is not Free!
©Copyright 1981 by Kelly Strong
In Flanders Fields
By: Lieutenant Colonel John McCrae, MD (1872-1918)
Canadian Army
In Flanders Fields the poppies blow
Between the crosses row on row,
That mark our place; and in the sky
The larks, still bravely singing, fly
Scarce heard amid the guns below.
We are the Dead. Short days ago
We lived, felt dawn, saw sunset glow,
Loved and were loved, and now we lie
In Flanders fields.
Take up our quarrel with the foe:
To you from failing hands we throw
The torch; be yours to hold it high.
If ye break faith with us who die
We shall not sleep, though poppies grow
In Flanders fields.
America for Me
'Tis fine to see the Old World and travel up and down
Among the famous palaces and cities of renown,
To admire the crumbly castles and the statues and kings
But now I think I've had enough of antiquated things.
So it's home again, and home again, America for me!
My heart is turning home again and there I long to be,
In the land of youth and freedom, beyond the ocean bars,
Where the air is full of sunlight and the flag is full of stars.
Oh, London is a man's town, there's power in the air;
And Paris is a woman's town, with flowers in her hair;
And it's sweet to dream in Venice, and it's great to study Rome;
But when it comes to living there is no place like home.
I like the German fir-woods in green battalions drilled;
I like the gardens of Versailles with flashing foutains filled;
But, oh, to take your had, my dear, and ramble for a day
In the friendly western woodland where Nature has her sway!
I know that Europe's wonderful, yet something seems to lack!
The Past is too much with her, and the people looking back.
But the glory of the Present is to make the Future free--
We love our land for what she is and what she is to be.
Oh, it's home again, and home again, America for me!
I want a ship that's westward bound to plough the rolling sea,
To the blessed Land of Room Enough, beyond the ocean bars,
Where the air is full of sunlight and the flag is full of stars.
Henry Van Dyke
1852 - 1933
The Flag Goes By
by Henry Holcomb Bennett (1795-1894)
Hats off!
Along the street there comes
A blare of bugles, a ruffle of drums,
A dash of color beneath the sky:
Hats off!
The flag is passing by!
Blue and crimson and white it shines,
Over the steel-tipped, ordered lines.
Hats off!
The colors before us fly;
But more than the flag is passing by.
Sea-fights and land-fights, grim and great,
Fought to make and to save the State:
Weary marches and sinking ships;
Cheers of victory on dying lips;
Days of plenty and years of peace;
March of a strong land's swift increase;
Equal justice, right and law,
Stately honor and reverend awe;
Sign of a nation, great and strong
To ward her people from foreign wrong:
Pride and glory and honor,--all
Live in the colors to stand or fall.
Hats off!
Along the street there comes
A blare of bugles, a ruffle of drums;
And loyal hearts are beating high:
Hats off!
The flag is passing by!
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Leasheryn/Lady Willpower
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Female
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FL, US
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2009/04/18 00:41:58
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3 hours ago
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August 24
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Single
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Straight
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Virgo
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Friendship
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Other
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Christian
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Someday
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Conservative
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White/Caucasian
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Slim/Slender
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5 feet 4 inches
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MissAdventure
10 hours ago
Thank you, I had a wonderful weekend! I hope you did, too!
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PJ Sweet Cheeks
14 hours ago
Hello my friend, hope your day is a good one (hugs)
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Obama Bin Lyin
2 days ago
Weekends used to make me happy. Now that I don't work anymore, every day is much like any other day. Disability sucks. It robbed my of my weekends. ^_^
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Summer Wolf
3 days ago
to you also :)
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William
3 days ago
Thanks!
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woodstock
3 days ago
I am with you all the way.
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Apache
3 days ago
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☆56lady☆POTL~JLA~PWCM
3 days ago
Have a great weekend !
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princess
7 days ago
It's so hot here already, and I want summer over with. lol
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princess
2013/06/03 21:57:55
Hope you have a great week my friend......
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☆56lady☆POTL~JLA~PWCM
2013/06/03 14:43:00
Wishing you a wonderful week ♥
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rmhoperenton
2013/06/01 01:23:25
I like you! I mean that strictly in a 'wow' found someone cool way. People like us need to know that we're not alone. Otherwise the question of "am I crazy"? begins to tempt me into submission.
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Dinkiedow
2013/05/30 04:28:28
The Dink! 
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doofiegirl POTL~PWCM~JLA
2013/05/29 09:14:41
Thank you my Lea. I'm too late to return those wishes, but I hope you had a good one! Love you
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Arizona1950
2013/05/27 20:18:04
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perks-a real PATRIOT
2013/05/27 11:45:34
Happy Memorial Day kiddo, be safe!!
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Marlow ~ Let There Be Light
2013/05/27 02:07:19
I remember you telling me. God be with him and protect him.
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Chancy
2013/05/27 01:44:45
alittle different kind of Memorial
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Rodney
2013/05/27 01:21:32
Thank You Lea. I hope the same for you.
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Chancy
2013/05/26 12:40:50
thank you for the add
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View all 1,837 comments »And a good week to follow;)
Wishing you a nice week.
Thank you for being an affirmation. This rabbithole gets a little bit freaky at times!!
worthly still
Before she was First Lady, Lou Henry Hoover spoke at Bryn Mawr College in Pennsylvania. At the time of her speech, the 19th Amendment had been passed by Congress. On August 18, 1920, the amendment was ratified, guaranteeing American women the right to vote
“That we have the vote means nothing. That we use it in the right way means everything. Our political work has only begun when we have the ballot.
as any good work which we undertake is — it must be thoughtful, idealistic, clean, effective.”
-Lou Henry Hoover, April 10, 1920
when I go thru my piles of papers and stacks of stuff
I often wonder if democrat/liberals
even know of such people
sometimes, I think I have to many piles of papers and stacks of stuff
naaa, that'll never happen :)