One day, a small opening appeared in a cocoon: a man sat and watched for the butterfly for several hours as it struggled to force its body through that little hole. Then, it seems to stop making any progress. It appeared as if it had gotten as far as it could and it coud not go any further. So the man decided to help the butterfly: he took a pair of scissors and opened the cocoon. The butterfly then emerged easily. But it had a withered body, it was tiny and shriveled wings.

The man…

I give you this one thought to keep -

I am with you still - I do not sleep.

I am a thousand winds that blow,

I am the diamond glints on the snow,

I am the sunlight on the ripened grain,

I am the gentle autumn rain.

When you awaken in the morning's hush,

I am the swift, uplifting rush of

quiet birds in circled flight.

I am the soft stars that shine at night.

Do not think of me as gone -

I am with you still - in each…

Greetings to all the fellow ...poker freaks of this site...

First off I would like to thank everyone that has shared in viewing my photos...and those that have left comments...truly appreciated!

So just to let you know that I am an Indian...it is not a slang name that I thought up but it is what I have been called from an early stage..

I was born and raised in Brandon Manitoba...my father is a Seaulteaux Indian from the interlake region of Manitoba...my…