Hi My nmame is Terry I am a mother of three NOT LIVING WITH ME. Been married twice Divorced once and widoed once.

I love music anything I can sing too.And writing poems too. I enjoy my life and live it as I see fit. I am very down to earth person and very easy to get along with.



I am decading this to the memory of my late Husband Charles Barcavage
I Heard My Lover's Prayer:
On the snowy hills far far away.
I heard my lover's prayer.
The trees were colorful and in full bloom.
And the skies was the deepest color of blue.
The wind on the hills I could hear. I heard my lover's prayer
so very near.
It was the sweetest prayer that I ever heard.
I knew that I could never be hurt.
I heard my lover tell God.That he loves me so dear.
On the Snowy Hills Far,Far away. I knew that peace was
well on the way. I never felt so secure.
And I knew this was forsure.
On the Snowy Hills.I saw the light.
I blinked twice. when I opened my eyes again.
It was the most quietest night. I heard my lover's prayer.
And I knew that my life is now right!
For I know I am at peace!

Theresa Marie Barcavage

Copyright ©2006 Theresa Marie Barcavage






State of Maine Song
Written by Roger Vinton Snow
Composed by Roger Vinton Snow

Grand State of Maine, proudly we sing
To tell your glories to the land
To shout your praises till the echoes ring
Should fate unkind send us to roam
The scent of the fragrant pines,
The tang of the salty sea will call us home.

Oh, Pine Tree State
Your woods, fields and hills
Your lakes, streams and rockbound coast
Will ever fill our hearts with thrills
And tho' we seek far and wide
Our search will be in vain
To find a fairer spot on earth
Than Maine! Maine! Maine!





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the 'REAL' Christmas story





The teacher was very curious about how each of her students
celebrated Christmas Eve. "Tell me Patrick, what do you do
on Christmas Eve?" she asked. Patrick addressed the class.
"Well, Miss, me and my twelve brothers and sisters go to
midnight Mass and we sing hymns, then we come home
very late and we put mince pies by the back door and hang
up our stockings. Then all excited we go to bed and wait for
Father Christmas to come with all our toys.

"Very nice Patrick", said the teacher, "Now, Jimmy Brown,
what do you do?"

"Well, Miss", replied Jimmy, "Me and my sister go to church
with Mum and Dad and we sing carols and we get home
ever so late. We put cookies and milk by the chimney and
we hang up our stockings. We hardly sleep waiting for Santa
Claus to bring our presents"

Remembering there was a Jewish boy in the class and not
wanting to leave him out of the discussion, she asked, "Now
Isaac Cohen, what do you do on Christmas Eve?"

"Well, Miss, it's the same old thing every year. Dad comes
home from the office. We all pile into the Rolls and drive to
his toy factory. When we get inside we look at all the empty
shelves and sing "What A Friend We Have in Jesus".....
Then we go to the Bahamas."







A young Ensign is working late at the Pentagon one evening. As he clocks out of his office at about 8 P.M., he passes the Admiral standing by the classified document shredder in the hallway, a piece of paper in his hand.

"Do you know how to work this thing?" the Admiral asks. "My Secretary's gone home and I don't know how to run it."

"Yes, sir," says the young Ensign, who turns on the machine, takes the paper from the Admiral, and feeds it in.

"Thanks," says the Admiral, "I just need one copy..."



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