Dear Tharaka! Thank you thank you thank you for freeing up some space here and letting me write something nice about you!!! I want to let the whole spinchat world know WHAT A WONDERFUL CARING AND SENSITIVE PERSON YOU ARE!!!! I am really pleased to have met you and been able to chat with you often
Don't you dare to disappear on me once you go to UK!!! lol

Here's some bright smilies to cheer you up

yayyyyyyyyyyyy. thank you for clearing space for me to sign your guest book. giant huggggggss and smooches
Hope you have a wonderful 2009.
take care
Timmie

Ohhh Why you look so sad
Tears are in your eyes
Come on and talk to me now..
Don't be ashamed to cry
Let me see you through
Coz I've seen the dark side too
When the night falls on you
You don't know what to do
Nothing you confess
Can make me love you less
I'll stand by you
I'll stand by you
I won't let nobody hurt you
I'll stand by you

Cheer up I've got your back

The Gift Of Knowing You

There are gifts of many treasures
For both the young and old,
From the tiniest little trinkets
To great boxes filled with gold.

But, put them all together
And they could not stand in lieu,
Of the greatest gift of all
The gift of knowing you.

When your times are filled with troubles
Sadness, grief, or even doubt,
When all those things you planned on
Just aren't turning out.

Just turn and look behind you
From the place at which you stand,
And look for me through the shadows
And reach out for my hand.

I will lift from you your burden
And cry for you your tears,
Bear the pain of all your sorrows
Though it may be for a thousand years.

For in the end I would be happy
To have helped you start anew,
It's a small price to pay
For the gift of knowing you.

HOW DO YOU LIVE YOUR DASH

I read of a man who stood to speak
at the funeral of a friend
He referred to the dates on her tombstone
from the beginning, to the end

He noted that first came her date of birth
and spoke the following date with tears
But he said what mattered most of all
was the "dash" between those years

For the dash represents all the time
that she spent alive on earth
And now only those who loved her know
what that little line is worth

For it matters not, how much we own
the cars, the house, the cash
What matters is how we live and love
and how we spend the dash

So think about this long and hard
Are there things you'd like to change?
For you never know how much time is left
that can still be rearranged

If we could just slow down enough
to consider what's true and real
And always try to understand
the way other people feel
And be less quick to anger
And show appreciation more
And love the people in our lives
like we've never loved before

If we treat each other with respect
and more often wear a smile
Remembering that this special dash
might only last a little while

So, when your eulogy's being read
with your life's actions to rehash
Would you be proud of the things they say
about how you spent your dash?