tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-54307315670227733532024-02-07T02:02:26.586-08:00Words From The HeartJohn Islanderhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15434828626833075062noreply@blogger.comBlogger29125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5430731567022773353.post-67869283700460946372010-11-03T13:26:00.000-07:002010-11-03T15:10:29.079-07:00The BridgeCan anybody see the bridge?<br />We've been traveling for days just to see her.<br />They say you should never burn bridges down.<br />Unless something bad is on the other side to get you.<br /><br />I don't know. I don't know what's on the other side.<br />I've never been to a bridge like this before.<br />I say I don't know what's on the other side...<br />Good? Evil? or just a different road of life to travel on.<br />All in all, I like the road I'm on now.<br />I know the trails, the short cuts, the sink holes.<br />I am comfortable here.<br /><br />Hey, who's that standing on the bridge?<br />He's holding some kind of key.<br />I wonder if you need a key to cross over?<br />I'll ask...<br />"Hey mister, what's the key for?"<br />"In order to travel to the other side<br />you will need it. but be brave.<br />Uncertainty rules the other side.<br />There are many new roads to travel down,<br />many new trails that wont be easy...<br />Do you think you can make it?<br />Do you want to try? - he said.<br /><br />All of his talk was clearing confusion from my life.<br />I needed that key. I had to cross this bridge.<br />"How much for the key?" I asked.<br />"It's free. The only catch is that you must find another person<br />to cross over too. Once you have given the key to them, you're<br />free to travel, " he said.<br />"But what about you? How long have you been holding the key<br />for me to come along?" I asked.<br />"About seven years," he said. "I knew you would come.<br />It's the 'doing' part that people shy away from...<br />So, have a good life, and don't follow me -<br /> this is mine."<br /><br />So, here I sit in the middle of the bridge of life.<br /> Trying to see what's on the new side of the river<br />while knowing all to well,<br /> the past. . .<br />"Wanna cross a bridge with me ??? "John Islanderhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15434828626833075062noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5430731567022773353.post-4725361952500041992010-10-22T17:25:00.000-07:002010-10-22T17:31:58.574-07:00It Was The Last Thing I ExpectedIt was the last thing I expected<br />Like a blind date being blind,<br />I never saw it coming<br />You were more than I could hope to find -<br /><br />It was as if some light had found me<br />As I drudged on through the dark,<br />Never knowing or realizing<br />Life's in drive, not stuck in park -<br /><br />You were the last thing I expected<br />A falling star out of the night,<br />Yeah the last thing I expected<br />I never had things turn out right-<br /><br />I never had love that was certain<br />Like the sun shine from above,<br />I never had someone to count on<br />I never ever felt so loved -<br /><br />You were the last thing I expected<br />You were the best time that I had,<br />You were the last thing I expected<br />The best thing I couldn't turn bad -<br /><br />If I knew that love could turn out<br />The way it has for me,<br />I would have started sooner<br />At last I finally see -<br /><br />That the last thing I expected<br />Is the best thing that I've done,<br />You were the last thing I expected<br />And I thank God that you're the one -.-<br /><br />:-)<br /><br />JI/KWM<br />1996John Islanderhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15434828626833075062noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5430731567022773353.post-63638876758728375622010-10-22T17:18:00.000-07:002010-10-22T17:24:24.140-07:00The Only Thing Missin' - Is YouI've come to review - the scene of the crime<br /> Police asked what's missin' - of what used to be mine,<br />The kids are just fine - and the furniture looks new,<br /> The only thing that's missin' - is you ..<br /><br />I went through the closets & the dresser drawers<br /> Folded laundry's on the table - and the dirty's on the floor,<br />The guns are in the cabinet - and there's money left in view<br /> The only thing that's missin' - is you --<br /><br />I don't know where you are - but I know where we've been<br /> We tried to make it work - God I hope this aint the end,<br />Cuz I know in my heart - that the love I have is true<br /> The only thing that's missin' - is you ..<br /><br />(bridge)<br /><br />So I came to review - the scene of the crime<br /> I done my lookin' round - and lost track of the time,<br />And the kids will be fine - and somehow we'll get through<br /> The only thing still missin' - is you ..<br /><br />Yeah the only thin that's missin' - is you .. -.-<br /><br /><br />JI/KWM<br />2006John Islanderhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15434828626833075062noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5430731567022773353.post-80525671516039861732010-10-22T17:10:00.000-07:002010-10-22T17:17:14.497-07:00Cool BreezeLet me be the cool breeze<br />Blowing on your skin,<br />Let me be the lover<br />You always wish I'd been,<br />Let me be the shadows<br />That caress your body deep,<br />Let me be the one you need<br />The one you want to keep -<br /><br />Let me be the cool breeze<br />Feather soft upon your skin,<br />Let me be the light that shines<br />And warms you deep within,<br />Let me be the mystery<br />You hold fast up in your mind,<br />Let me be the one you want<br />The one you wish you'd find -<br /><br />Let me be the cool breeze<br />Sweet scent upon the air,<br />Let me be the one who runs<br />His fingers through your hair,<br />Let me be the one to hold you<br />In my arms strong and true,<br />Let me be the chosen one<br />That makes sweet love to you -<br /><br />Let me be the cool breeze<br />Through your window late at night,<br />Caressing your skin in silence<br />Like lovers who've loved you right,<br />Let me be so quiet and strong<br />I'm begging you from my knees,<br />Let love blow across your skin<br />Let me be your cool breeze -.-<br /><br />JI/KWM<br />2003John Islanderhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15434828626833075062noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5430731567022773353.post-73433692463470301582010-10-22T16:58:00.000-07:002010-10-22T17:09:44.667-07:00SomedayWe'll have to get together again, someday<br />And talk about the old times and the new,<br />We'll have to get together again, someday<br />And find out if I still love you -<br /><br />The good times that we nad when we were young<br />The many times we laughed and we cried,<br />The good times we shared just uh havin' fun<br />The only time my heart ever died -<br /><br />So we'll have to get together again, someday<br />And talk about the old times and the new,<br />We'll have to get together again, someday<br />And find out if I still love you -<br /><br />We'll talk about the first time we met<br />That evening we spent on the beach,<br />Just sittin' there alone as the sun went down<br />and watchin' the waves splash out of reach -<br /><br />The many nights we wpent out on the town<br />From dinners to shows and then home,<br />It makes me want to do them all over again<br />It makes my heart feel so alone -<br /><br />We'll have to get together again, someday<br />And talk about the old times and the new,<br />We'll have to get together again, someday<br />And find out if I still love you,<br /><br />Oh yeah find out if I still love you<br />Yeah yeah find out if I still love you -.-<br /><br />JI/KWM<br />1984John Islanderhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15434828626833075062noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5430731567022773353.post-29482115061417701112010-10-22T16:37:00.000-07:002010-10-22T16:45:04.159-07:00A FriendSo you're saying that it's over<br />Got that's news to me,<br />I thought forever was a long time<br />I thought forever we would be..<br />I must have gotten my signals crossed<br />Somewhere along the way,<br />I must have gotten the message wrong<br />Because I thought with me you'd stay..<br />People have told me time and again<br />Better not give your heart away<br />It's much safer to make a friend.<br />Yet to me a friend I thought I had<br />For with you I could share the good<br /> and the bad,<br />But again I find my heart's a mess<br />I should have made a friend<br /> I guess ... -.-<br /><br />JI/KWM<br />1983John Islanderhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15434828626833075062noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5430731567022773353.post-25655836086848736482010-10-20T00:53:00.000-07:002010-10-22T16:35:02.877-07:00Jay Leno quote for today...<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi20lccXNGaWOys5OC6n4XDqPCQwqO4Hpfh_79xpMAZZw8sD35ps4Y05QIHKm3AvIUCKN_zPT6DxZdUyneiE28lL2dzlzm2MoxjGd9FKA64-Gzb609Z6KQ8rXbrgtT8glL7LZ9wOJAUzf8/s1600/Lion's+Rock,+the+View+%26+the+Boys+10.2.10.JPG"><img style="MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 320px; FLOAT: right; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5530034313570093986" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi20lccXNGaWOys5OC6n4XDqPCQwqO4Hpfh_79xpMAZZw8sD35ps4Y05QIHKm3AvIUCKN_zPT6DxZdUyneiE28lL2dzlzm2MoxjGd9FKA64-Gzb609Z6KQ8rXbrgtT8glL7LZ9wOJAUzf8/s320/Lion's+Rock,+the+View+%26+the+Boys+10.2.10.JPG" /></a><br /><div>"If God had wanted us to vote,</div><br /><div>He would have given us candidates..."</div><br /><div></div><br /><div>You either have to smile at this - or cry...</div><br /><div></div>John Islanderhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15434828626833075062noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5430731567022773353.post-24933444700088032212010-10-06T11:11:00.000-07:002010-10-06T11:17:46.276-07:00JH EnglishI remember where I was when our<br />English teacher asked us to write our<br />first poem.<br />We lived on Whidbey Island<br /> and she asked us to step outside of ourselves<br />See life from a different perspective.<br />Be a dog, a cat, or a fish.<br />See what they see,<br />Feel what they feel, be...<br />At first I thought she was crazy<br />But then I became a tree,<br />A whale, a bird and a wolf.<br />This was fantastic!<br />I remember when I changed my name<br />So I could share my poems and verse<br />With friends and strangers and<br />Not feel it was all of me on the page...<br />John Islander was born, my other self.<br />He still is.<br />Sometimes John and I will get together<br />And share stories from our past<br />Like our Junior High English teacher...<br />Thank you for creating us.. :-)<br />-.-<br /><br />JI/KWM<br />10/01/10John Islanderhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15434828626833075062noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5430731567022773353.post-84703998897041910142010-10-06T10:22:00.000-07:002010-10-06T10:32:06.176-07:00A Smile Upon Your FaceIt's been three months since I had work<br /> But there's a smile upon my face,<br />We packed the house and moved the kids<br /> But we're in a better space,<br />And every afternoon when you come home<br /> And lunch is set in place,<br />Yeah it's been three months since I had work<br /> But there's a smile upon your face -<br /><br />And life is hard and I never knew<br /> What you'd do when I wasn't home,<br />The T.V.'s crap for morning shows<br /> Unless you're an idiot and all alone,<br />Laundry, dishes, daily cleaning the house<br /> A full time job I'll make no bones,<br />But it's all worthwhile - when I see you smile<br /> And we're living in this happy home -<br /><br />And as the days go by I realize<br /> That I lost touch with you and the boys,<br />There used to be a time when we were younger<br /> We'd play with them and their toys,<br />But at seventeen and sweet fifteen<br /> They're plugged in and cyber bound,<br />It's so nice for me to sit, watch and listen<br /> My own family I'm glad I've found -<br /><br />Yeah it's been three months since I had work<br /> But there's a smile upon my face,<br />We packed the house and moved the kids<br /> But we're in a better space,<br />And every afternoon when you come home<br /> For lunch that's set in place,<br />It's all worthwhile - when I see you smile<br /> I like that smile upon your face ..<br /><br />I love that smile upon your face -.-<br /><br />JI/KWM<br />10.5.10John Islanderhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15434828626833075062noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5430731567022773353.post-2850682680626909472010-10-04T10:54:00.000-07:002010-10-04T11:01:39.371-07:00Love Gone In My WorldAll day long<br />I've tried to write a song<br />To say the way I feel,<br />To somehow make it sound for real<br />Without the need of breaking hearts,<br />And some times<br />It seems, that I can find the words<br />To put together<br />To somehow make it sound<br />A little better to the ear<br />But then<br />I break down and cry<br />I remember and my heart it dies,<br />The pain comes rushing in<br />I try to start again,<br />But then my eyes<br />They fill with tears<br />And I think of all those happy years,<br />When you and were one<br />And we both could touch the sun with love,<br />But now it all is gone<br />I wonder why it went away<br />I wonder why it couldn't stay<br />Around<br />For just a while...<br />It used to make me smile,<br />And I see it<br />Every now and then,<br />It's like a long - lost friends<br />You haven't seen in quite a while,<br />Oh, I wonder where the loves gone<br /> in my world<br />I wonder why<br /> the loves gone in my world...<br /><br />JI/KWM<br />1983John Islanderhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15434828626833075062noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5430731567022773353.post-69647398575566144212010-09-19T21:14:00.000-07:002010-09-19T21:33:45.499-07:00Ellensburg again...On September 1st, 2010, we returned to <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error">Ellensburg</span>, the place where we had met, fell in love, and gotten married at the court house some 20 years ago. I was a graduating History major she was a special education teacher still in training. Our first son was born in <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error">Ellensburg</span> and it seems only fitting that he'll graduate from <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-error">Ellensburg</span> HS next year.<br /><br />So many miles we've traveled to wind up here. For three years I commuted to Yakima where I had my first teaching job at Davis High School. Walt <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-error">Ranta</span> was the teacher in the next room. I continued to work as a concert rigger on the weekends and throughout each summer at the Gorge amphitheater. I was able to meet every performer, got over 200 autographs and hundreds of photos from back stage to on stage. It was a different world then, no terrorists plots, no major wars, and the economy was humming along.<br /><br />We spent 9 years working for the Yakima School District, I went back to school on the weekends and earned my Master Degree in School Administration from Heritage College in 1995 but didn't start working as a principal until 2000. Ten years later and now two teenage boys, and we're back at Central Washington University as my wife begins to finish her BA in English. She's been writing short stories for years and I've been composing verse, songs, and poetry for over 30 years now. One of us will be published in the near future - who knows, maybe we both will. :-)<br /><br />Anyway, the town has grown for the better, the campus is magnificent, and the public high school is fantastic. Our boys have never been in a school of this size and they were blown away by all of the different class offerings they could choose from. We've been in small schools/ districts for the past ten years and this has been the best move yet!<br /><br />Yes, I'm still looking for another job each week, but for the time being I'm going to substitute teach, get back in touch with my boys and my wife, and relive Ellensburg again...John Islanderhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15434828626833075062noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5430731567022773353.post-31387045896584627322010-06-07T14:29:00.001-07:002010-06-07T14:29:31.153-07:00Close To Your HeartI want to tuck you in<br />I want to fold you in<br /> my arms again,<br />I want to lock your body<br /> tight<br />and hold you - close to my heart...<br /><br />Yea, close to my heart<br /> where you can hear the pumping<br /> beating sound,<br />Close to my heart, as the<br /> blood thunders by through my veins -<br />Close to my heart -<br /> to stay ...<br /><br />I want what you want<br /> if you want me,<br />My hearts been seeking<br /> a love mate tonight,<br /> I want to lock up your smile<br /> and drink from its well,<br />And hold you close<br /> I want you close to my heart -<br /><br />I want the laughter that<br /> falls from your mouth,<br /> I want that fire behind your eyes,<br />Holding your deep inside of me..<br />I hold the lock where your <br /> heart now could be<br /> I hold the lock - but you<br /> you hold the key --<br /><br />So let me pull you close<br /> as you gently rub on my skin.<br />Let me hold you close<br /> unlock the door and<br /> let me in...<br />Close to your heart<br /> where I can hear the bumping<br /> beating sound,<br />Close to your heart<br /> as your blood it thunders<br /> through your veins...<br /> Close to your heart - to stay -.-<br /><br />Karl W. Miller<br />02.25.2004John Islanderhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15434828626833075062noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5430731567022773353.post-91879277202476626662010-05-03T20:20:00.000-07:002010-05-03T20:29:47.302-07:00If I Had The TimeI saw you yesterday<br /> as you were passing by.<br />I felt the look of need<br /> as I caught you with my eyes.<br />But as the world turns,<br /> and the rush of life goes by,<br />I'd love to say I love you<br /> if I had the time -<br /><br />And if I had the time<br /> I could see much more with you.<br />And if I had the time<br /> there aint' no end to what we'd do.<br />I'd spend the day in your arms<br /> so glad that you are mine,<br />I'd never want to let us go<br /> if I could find the time -<br /><br />If promises were rainbows<br /> I'd be your pot of gold.<br />To find each night when you get home<br /> and need someone to hold.<br />But as this world turns,<br /> and the rush of life flows by<br />I'd love to say I love you<br /> if I had the time -.-<br /><br />Karl W. Miller<br />9.13.2003John Islanderhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15434828626833075062noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5430731567022773353.post-67282529664053339962010-04-01T16:39:00.001-07:002010-04-01T16:39:47.511-07:00Dancing Over the EdgeTime after time you've played the fool<br /> Dancing too close to the edge,<br />Treating young hearts as if a game<br /> Of chance you cannot hedge,<br />So when the time for love comes round<br /> And commitment lies on the ledge,<br />You'll miss the mark - miss out on love<br /> The fool dancing over the edge --<br /><br />And you're dancing to the music <br /> That no one hears but you,<br />Glancing through the cages <br /> Of reflections back in view,<br />Seeing through the pages <br /> Of your life - or so alleged,<br />As you miss the mark, miss out on love<br /> The fool dancing over the edge --<br /><br />Now humpty dumpty sat up on his wall<br /> As the soldiers came into view,<br />He dared them all to knock him down<br /> But something’s he didn't think through,<br />Like how could a heart that was broken be true<br /> To the one who had thrown it away,<br />And how could the shell of a man stand firm,<br /> When the love he couldn't keep ran away,<br /><br />So he's dancing about on the top of his wall<br /> Tempting the soldiers to make him fall,<br />But the soldiers stay back - stay away from the ledge<br /> As the love dancing fool<br />Dances over the edge --<br /><br />He's the fool that is dancing in each one of us,<br /> At our lives and our jobs we dare not to trust,<br />For in time even love can too slip away,<br /> And what we are left with is- a great debt to pay, <br />But the fool has found out that its fun on the ledge,<br /> He has found the excitement that many leave in dread,<br /><br />And you're dancing to the music <br />That no one hears but you,<br />Glancing through the cages <br />Of reflections back in view,<br />Seeing through the pages <br />Of your life - or so alleged,<br />As you miss the mark, miss out on love<br />The fool dancing over the edge --<br /><br />Karl W. Miller<br />(c) 2003John Islanderhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15434828626833075062noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5430731567022773353.post-76244740711395957702010-03-26T10:22:00.001-07:002010-03-26T10:22:37.829-07:00Almost Over YouI've found you in my memories <br />When I'm asleep at night,<br />That smile is on your face<br />You know the one, it looks so right,<br />You're warm & close to me<br />And I can feel you in the air,<br />As my mind runs on the memories <br />When you were there -<br /><br />My life keeps moving on <br />And I keep workin' with each day,<br />I don't know what went wrong<br />Somehow we both drifted away,<br />From love that was a moment<br />It was all that we could do,<br />But life has turned us over,<br />And I'm almost over you -<br /><br />Was it the day you turned away<br />That made me want you more,<br />Or was it my love that went astray<br />That made us close the door,<br />If I could get you off my mind<br />When you creep in like you do,<br />Because life has turned us over<br />And I'm almost - over you -.-<br /><br />And I've found you in my memories <br />When I'm asleep at night,<br />The smile still on your face<br />You know the one, it looks so right,<br />From that love that was a moment<br />It was all that we could do,<br />But life has turned us over,<br />And I'm almost over you -<br /><br />Yes life it turned us over,<br />And I'm almost .. over you -<br /><br /><br />Karl W. Miller<br />September 5, 1989<br />John Islanderhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15434828626833075062noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5430731567022773353.post-78576560058184883972010-03-25T17:03:00.001-07:002010-03-25T17:03:41.374-07:00Love Has GoneAll day long, I've tried to write a song<br />to say the way I feel,<br />to somehow make it sound for real<br />without the need of breaking hearts.<br />And sometimes it seems that I can find the words to put together<br />to somehow make it sound a little better<br />to the ear<br />but then<br />I break down and cry<br />I remember, and my heart it dies<br />the pain comes rushing in<br />I try to start again but then<br />my eyes, they fill with tears<br />and I remember all those happy years<br />when you and I were one<br />and we both could tuch the sun with love<br />but now it all is gone<br />I wonder why it went away<br />I wonder why it didn't stay around<br />for just a while,<br />it used to make me smile...<br />and I see it, every now and then<br />it's like.. a long lost friend<br />you haven't seen in quite a while<br />oh I wonder where the love's gone in my world,<br />I wonder why the love has gone<br />in my world...?John Islanderhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15434828626833075062noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5430731567022773353.post-63379904199111175982010-03-15T08:03:00.001-07:002010-03-15T08:03:47.194-07:00Just another MondaySaturday and Sunday were spent at home getting the yard and house cleaned up for Spring. The Miller's relaxed a little and watched some hockey on T.V. Only 2 weeks until Spring Break! :-) Hope everyone out there has a great week!<br />kmJohn Islanderhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15434828626833075062noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5430731567022773353.post-12591344590046705912009-12-10T14:46:00.001-08:002009-12-10T14:46:06.819-08:00Loss of a StudentOn Tuesday, December 8th, 2009, our school suffered a great loss as one of our students died in a car accident at the intersection crossing highway 12. I was there, it was not good, and I appreciate all the effort and work that went into trying to save this young man by the local fire department and law enforcement. I would also like to thank the staff at Riffe Medical Clinic for all of there support. Our community is small but we are close and I'm certain that we will carry on, become stronger and not forget our fallen student. Please pray for the families and our students here in Mossyrock. Thank you.John Islanderhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15434828626833075062noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5430731567022773353.post-57288412731368925732009-12-03T07:39:00.000-08:002009-12-03T07:53:49.580-08:00December is here already...<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjamcM0Tn-3FC25dfJdqJyNMHSAvXoZ-iR6QzYxn13T1_rDrt8x8BP83q-9vQZP7bz6zMWwuhSXI4Fq1Jn2-VwhIZ6OxubhB-assf3ySUD80yRLNaHNf8P8tJx5O-kITcuIX3KBBRA6p0Y/s1600-h/Mt.+Rainier+View.jpg"><img style="MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 320px; FLOAT: right; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5411038444446903042" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjamcM0Tn-3FC25dfJdqJyNMHSAvXoZ-iR6QzYxn13T1_rDrt8x8BP83q-9vQZP7bz6zMWwuhSXI4Fq1Jn2-VwhIZ6OxubhB-assf3ySUD80yRLNaHNf8P8tJx5O-kITcuIX3KBBRA6p0Y/s320/Mt.+Rainier+View.jpg" /></a><br /><div>2009 has come and gone in a flash, or at least that's how it seems. Just two weeks ago we remembering how snowy and wet January was, the summer with our family reunion and then it's Thanksgiving and now Christmas is upon us. What's going on? Busy? Are we a little busy? Yes we are, with work, kids, jobs, selling a house finally and beginning to save up money to purchase a new house in the future. Renting and maintaining the current place is also fun. The boys love being near the woods, the elk, deer and bobcat make for exciting views from the deck early in the morning. Seeing Mount Rainier is also a joy and it brings me back to some great memories of growing up on a small farm, seeing the Cascade mountians and Mount Rainier from our breakfast area in the kitchen. Life may be passing quickly by - but it's all good. :-)</div><div> </div><br /><div></div>John Islanderhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15434828626833075062noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5430731567022773353.post-29246575773243878392009-11-25T16:56:00.001-08:002009-11-25T16:56:29.894-08:00Why we teach...Students are the most important people in our schools.<br />Students are the reason we are here. They give us the opportunity to serve them.<br />Students are here to develop into adults with lifelong learning skills.<br />We model those skills. It is our goal to serve students' needs to our mutual satisfaction.John Islanderhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15434828626833075062noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5430731567022773353.post-79444066278170721962009-11-17T17:37:00.001-08:002009-11-17T17:37:07.759-08:00Find My WayCan I see you in the morning<br /> Or should we spend the night alone<br />Can we take a drive along the beach<br /> Or shall I drive you home ?<br /><br />Could I hold you through the movie<br /> And keep you close and warm,<br />Could I put my arm around you<br /> So you?ll be safe ? out of the storm ?<br /><br />Should I ask your father for you<br /> Or would your mother do as well,<br />Should I say that I love you<br /> Or should I just not tell ?<br /><br />Would you please tell me the answers<br /> To the questions that I say,<br />Would you please come and guide me<br /> Would you help me find my way ?<br /><br />Would you help me find my way -.-<br /><br />JI/KWMJohn Islanderhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15434828626833075062noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5430731567022773353.post-47273785194707329312009-11-16T17:07:00.001-08:002009-11-16T17:07:19.223-08:00A FriendSo you're saying that it's over<br />God that's news to me,<br />I thought forever was a long time<br />I thought forever we would be,<br />I must have gotten my signals crossed<br />Somewhere along the way,<br />I must have gotten the message wrong<br />Because I thought with me you'd stay.<br />People have told me time and again<br />Better not give your heart away<br />It's much safer to make a friend,<br />Yet to me a friend I thought I had,<br />For with you I could share the good and the bad<br />But again I find my heart's a mess<br />I should have made a friend<br /> I guess...<br /><br />JI/KWMJohn Islanderhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15434828626833075062noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5430731567022773353.post-11564089732920467052009-11-12T07:27:00.000-08:002009-11-12T07:32:01.012-08:00Mountains On the Moon(At play with my boys)<br /><br />Why don't we play with the children<br />They need us more and more every day.<br />Why don't we give in to the child that's within.<br />Why take our shoes off at the door?<br /><br />Why don't we fly around like airplanes<br />Use our thumbs and fingers as our bombs.<br />Why don't we lay down in the hut and move mountains.<br />When did my wife become the mom?<br /><br />Why not be silly in the front yard<br />Have grass fights and I'll spray you with the hose.<br />God how I love getting wild with you<br />Man how this helps me vent my love.<br /><br />Making forts on the canopy, blasting off into space,<br />Checking to see if we'll have food... cheese and crackers. <br />And then wondering what we'll have to do<br />In order to clear that ridge on the mountain’s of the moon.<br /><br /><br />JI/KMJohn Islanderhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15434828626833075062noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5430731567022773353.post-5503193665046208792009-11-12T07:24:00.000-08:002009-11-12T07:27:13.082-08:00A Moment of SilenceA moment of silence<br /> To reflect on what is.<br />A moment of silence,<br /> To listen.<br />A moment of silence,<br /> To pray.<br />A moment of silence,<br /> To mourn.<br />A moment of silence,<br /> To heal.<br />A moment of silence,<br /> To give thanks.<br />A moment of silence,<br /> To Love.<br /><br />JIJohn Islanderhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15434828626833075062noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5430731567022773353.post-9382011275991654882009-11-09T16:25:00.000-08:002009-11-09T16:29:43.544-08:00If I Gave It To YouIn my heart<br />There is a love<br />That even I don't understand,<br /><br />It is a love<br />That grows each day<br />And has a soul with out stretched hands,<br /><br />Will you hold my heart<br />Would you be so kind<br />As to keep it safe<br />So that harm will not find<br /><br />Could you keep it warm<br />When it's all alone,<br />Will you hold it close<br />As if it were your own,<br /><br />Would you do all this<br />If I asked you to,<br />Would you love my heart<br />If I gave it to you -<br /> Would you love my heart<br /> If I gave it to you ---<br />(piano)<br /><br />It's in my heart<br />Love grows each day<br />It wants so to love you<br />God don't push it away -<br /><br />So could you keep it warm<br />When it's all alone,<br />Will you hold it close<br />As if it were your own-<br /><br />Would you do all this<br />If I asked you to,<br />Would you love my heart<br />If I gave it to you -.- -.-<br /><br />Karl W. Miller<br />© 1984John Islanderhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15434828626833075062noreply@blogger.com0