Q: I run over fields and woods all day. Under the bed at night I sit not alone. My tongue hangs out, up and to the rear, awaiting to be filled in the morning. What am I?
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A shoe

What can run but never walks, has a mouth but never talks, has a head but never weeps, has a bed but never sleeps?
                                         

A river

The Riddle: What falls but doesn’t break, and what breaks but doesn’t fall?

The Answer: Night and Day.

 This touched my heart so....See how it touchs you

Daddy's poem   

Her hair was up in a pony  tail,  her favorite dress tied with a bow.

Today was Daddy's Day at school,  and she couldn't wait to go.

But her mommy tried to tell  her,  that she probably should stay home.

Why the kids might not understand,  if she went to school alone.

But she was not afraid;  she knew just what to say.

What to tell her classmates of why he wasn't there today.

But still her mother worried,  for her to face this day alone.

And that was why once again,  she tried to keep her daughter home.

But the little girl went to school,  eager to tell them all.

About a dad she never sees, a dad who never calls.

There were daddies along the wall in back, for everyone to meet.

Children were squirming impatiently, anxious in their seats.

One by one the teacher called, a student from the class, to introduce their daddy.

As seconds slowly passed, at last the teacher called her name,

every child turned to stare. Each of them was searching,

for a man who wasn't there.  "Where's her daddy at?"

she heard a boy call out. "She probably doesn't have one,"

another student dared to shout.   And from somewhere near the back,

she heard a daddy say, "Looks like another deadbeat dad,

too busy to waste his day. "The words did not offend her,

as she smiled up at her Mom. And looked back at her teacher,

who told her to go on. And with hands behind her back, slowly she began to speak.

And out from the mouth of a child, came words incredibly unique.

"My Daddy couldn't be here, because he lives so far away.

But I know he wishes he could be, since this is such a special day.

And though you cannot meet him,  I wanted you to know.

All about my daddy, and how much he loves me so. He loved to tell me stories

he taught me to ride my bike. He surprised me with pink roses, and taught me to fly a kite.

We used to share fudge sundaes, and ice cream in a cone. And though you cannot see him,

I'm not standing here alone. "Cause my daddy's always with me, even though we are apart.

I know because he told me, he'll forever be in my heart. " With that, her little hand reached up,

and lay across her chest. Feeling her own heartbeat, beneath her favorite dress.

And from somewhere in the crowd of dads, her mother stood in tears.  Proudly watching 

her daughter, who was wise beyond her years. For she stood up for the love

of a man not in her life. Doing what was best for her, doing what was right.

And when she dropped her hand back down, staring straight into the crowd, 

she finished with a voice so soft, but its message clear and loud.  "I love my daddy very much,

he's my shining star. And if he could, he'd be here,  but heaven's just too far!

You see he was a fireman and died just this past year

when airplanes hit the towers and taught Americans to fear.

"But sometimes when I close my eyes, it's like he never went away."

And then she closed her eyes,  and saw him there that day. And to her mother's amazement,

she witnessed with surprise, a room full of daddies and children,

all starting to close their eyes. Who knows what they saw before them, who knows what they felt inside.

Perhaps for merely a second, they saw him at her side. "I know you're with me Daddy,"

to the silence she called out.  And what happened next made believers, of those once filled with doubt.

Not one in that room could explain it, for each of their eyes had been closed.

But there on the desk beside her, was a fragrant long-stemmed pink rose.

And a child was blessed, if only for a moment, by the love of her shining bright star.

And given the gift of believing, that heaven is never too far.

They say it takes a minute to find a special

person, an hour to appreciate them,

a day to love them, but then an entire life to forget them..

In 1883, a creative engineer named John Roebling was inspired by an idea to build a spectacular bridge connecting New York with the Long Island. However bridge building experts throughout the world thought that this was an impossible feat and told Roebling to forget the idea. It just could not be done. It was not practical. It had never been done before.

Roebling could not ignore the vision he had in his mind of this bridge. He thought about it all the time and he knew deep in his heart that it could be done. He just had to share the dream with someone else. After much discussion and persuasion he managed to convince his son Washington, an up and coming engineer, that the bridge in fact could be built.

Working together for the first time, the father and son developed concepts of how it could be accomplished and how the obstacles could be overcome. With great excitement and inspiration, and the headiness of a wild challenge before them, they hired their crew and began to build their dream bridge.

The project started well, but when it was only a few months underway a tragic accident on the site took the life of John Roebling. Washington was injured and left with a certain amount of brain damage, which resulted in him not being able to walk or talk or even move.
 

"We told them so."
"Crazy men and their crazy dreams."
"It`s foolish to chase wild visions."

Everyone had a negative comment to make and felt that the project should be scrapped since the Roeblings were the only ones who knew how the bridge could be built. In spite of his handicap Washington was never discouraged and still had a burning desire to complete the bridge and his mind was still as sharp as ever.

He tried to inspire and pass on his enthusiasm to some of his friends, but they were too daunted by the task. As he lay on his bed in his hospital room, with the sunlight streaming through the windows, a gentle breeze blew the flimsy white curtains apart and he was able to see the sky and the tops of the trees outside for just a moment.

It seemed that there was a message for him not to give up. Suddenly an idea hit him. All he could do was move one finger and he decided to make the best use of it. By moving this, he slowly developed a code of communication with his wife.

He touched his wife's arm with that finger, indicating to her that he wanted her to call the engineers again. Then he used the same method of tapping her arm to tell the engineers what to do. It seemed foolish but the project was under way again.

For 13 years Washington tapped out his instructions with his finger on his wife's arm, until the bridge was finally completed. Today the spectacular Brooklyn Bridge stands in all its glory as a tribute to the triumph of one man's indomitable spirit and his determination not to be defeated by circumstances. It is also a tribute to the engineers and their team work, and to their faith in a man who was considered mad by half the world. It stands too as a tangible monument to the love and devotion of his wife who for 13 long years patiently decoded the messages of her husband and told the engineers what to do.

Perhaps this is one of the best examples of a never-say-die attitude that overcomes a terrible physical handicap and achieves an impossible goal.

Often when we face obstacles in our day-to-day life, our hurdles seem very small in comparison to what many others have to face. The Brooklyn Bridge shows us that dreams that seem impossible can be realised with determination and persistence, no matter what the odds are.

Even the most distant dream can be realized with determination and persistence.
 

old is when ....

A sexy babe catches your fancy and your

pacemaker opens the garage door.

old is when ...

Going braless pulls all the wrinkles

out of your face.

Old is when...

You don't care where your spouse

goes just as long as you don't have

to go along.