THAW Winter winds Freeze you in My mind Waiting for a thaw Day and Days go Watching the ice flows Down to the oceans go Build a fire Warm your heart Think of just only one On our banks With hope anew Above geese form As this old man Dreams on For a note...
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The Will Of HEAVEN
Does HEAVEN truly exist? Why are there so many creatures suffering in the secular world?All creatures are the will of HEAVEN. It started from the ancient time to elongate till now. How much can the earthling gain or lose? HEAVEN commands it all. Does HEAVEN truly understand all kinds of distress? Why does HE not to guide the earthling? Why d...
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The Bench
A young man learns that life isn't always what we have planned, but what we are givenAny time of year in the south is normally hot, but the summer I turned eighteen, was as if Hades himself had come up from his depths and brought with him the skin scorching, water vaporizing torment to lay to waste on our little South Carolina town. I rem...
The Hardest Decision
I hope you will understandTo me you are wonderful So kind and caring Who would do anything to help a friend I think of you as my rock and confidant Which is why this is so very hard And hurts so much Its been brought to my attention That I am holding you back Restricting your free...
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I picture youdressed all in whitea veil on your head and unspoiled as a freshly fallen snowdrift. My heart catches in my throat,As I gaze at your ethereal silhouettethrough the Vaseline glazeof tears in my eyes. Frozen in place and not daring to move.Af...
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The tales of a little boy and a little girl and the flowers
Love is shown in your deed, it is not just shown in your words. Love is something you do, .......Tale 1 A little boy was fond of a little girl who was studying next class. They lived in a beautiful small town. Then, the little boy picked the wildflowers on the roadside for the little girl after school every day. The little girl was very glad to have...
Life Blooms in the Desert
Rising up on particles of lightAn arts and crafts coatrack got hung on the wall today. It's been waiting for months. Waterproof covers for exterior electrical outlets were purchased and installed yesterday. One more thing done.The day before some grocery shopping was completed. He felt...
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The time will come for me to draw my final breath,A day which yet my faint hearted soul would deny,The day when I will have to take my last goodbye,To face alone the dreaded moment of my death,But in the midst of doubt a flame of hope burns bright, That b...
In Memory Of Those Who Have Gone Before.
Some thoughts on the recent Manchester bombing that claimed so many innocent lives.Hello, I'm Saffie and I'm just eight years old.I hope you'll forgive me if I don't make much sense,But I'm a bit confused just at this momentAnd I don't quite understand what's going on.Mum and Dad had promised me something special,A really nice treat for...
My Heart's True Love
Written for and dedicated in loving memory to my beautiful Angel Face, KatyKind and caring, sweet and fair;With gorgeous blue eyes and long flowing hair;A heart of gold, through and through;Loving to all, pure and true;My gift from God sent on angels' wings;Never questioned the unfairness of so many things;Always so hopeful, com...
I believe in nightmares that consume by day, leaving one bitterI am wide awake, yet it’s only my regrets I see clearerI walk alone in a tunnel I was promised would be littered with glitterI see no light exude, of course that excludes, my hope’s last glimm...
In the grim back alleys of the city,Mean streets devoid of all signs of pity,Amid the piles of decaying refuseAnd slimy pools of darkly noxious ooze,Frequented only by the scuttling ratsAnd noisome tribes of scabby feral cats;Here, slumped in doorways, hu...
Cherish every moment
Friendship is a precious gift..Friendship is not just about good timesIt is about walking in and sitting downAs others walk out.It doesn’t focus on past choices or mistakesAs they shall never over shadowthe good memories we continue to share.It’s about being theresupporting one another...