Our words are what make us immortal. They live on while our bodies die, passed on throughout the ages. Saved forever for the world to hear and read. Our voices gone, no longer heard, but our words live on forever. ~Pammymcb~
Wednesday, March 30, 2011
Monday, March 21, 2011
My Time Capsule
A mixed CD
A book by Poe
A painting of yoga
A sketch of me
A map of the world
A genealogy
A book of poems
A tank top
A calculus exam
A journal
A purple dragon puppet
A stuffed bear named boo
A baby blanket
An ink pen
An art case
A notebook
A newspaper
A toothbrush
A bag of dried fruit
An American flag
A copy of the constitution
A story book
A cell phone
A picture of dad
A book by Poe
A painting of yoga
A sketch of me
A map of the world
A genealogy
A book of poems
A tank top
A calculus exam
A journal
A purple dragon puppet
A stuffed bear named boo
A baby blanket
An ink pen
An art case
A notebook
A newspaper
A toothbrush
A bag of dried fruit
An American flag
A copy of the constitution
A story book
A cell phone
A picture of dad
Sunday, March 20, 2011
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