sometimes the wind retrives it song from my soul
the aching memories of yesterday
the mountains I yet have to climb....
as the songs fade away the sun`s rays will break through
through the mist to proclaim a new dawn
shakespeare knew the heart,
the paths it needed to walk...
the tenderness of the skin
the burning of desires
the yearning of soulmates that needed to be claimed
as the ticking of clocks remind me of fading time,
I realise waisted chances never to be found
not to be regretted
but to be remembered as tombs
tombs full of buried treasures
for someone else to be discovered
for every waisted chance not taken
someone else will have failed or
succeeded in glories triumphs
my wish for now....
Is to be free
free to fly with my songs
on the wings of the breeze...
In South Africa today security plays a vital part in any business or private home. This book and the volumes to follow, will guide you step by step through the essential precautionary measures to be taken in protecting your family and valuables. From employing security guards, evacuation of your site and security measures to burglar bars and alarms in your private home.
a Book compiled by me from experience gained after 10 years in the security industry as Industrial relations officer with Nosa qualifications, 1st Aid, fire protection and also S.O.B. grade A.
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