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We all ran the corridors together to make sure we were always ahead of the headmaster. If one did get caught, we all took the
We all ran the corridors together to make sure we were always ahead of the headmaster. If one did get caught, we all took the
As children return to school across the country there is a topic not found in textbooks or traditional coursework that parents, guardians and educators should
Sometimes I look at you, Not taking off that gaze, Upon you I place my sight. Just to think, How fortunate and blessed I
I drove down to the Blew Eagle cafe, knowing it was risky, wanting it to be. Traffic howled on the bridge overhead. There were freighter
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Raindrops Love is in the silver drops liquid paradise fresh invigorating slice water heals our spirit revives our magician inside! writing and typing side by
Gypsy of flowers The winds carry many showers, flowers of petal towers swaying with life’s handshakes, writing in meadows with light shades. Curtains of sunlight
Spring’s Water My love for spring the flowers sing my heart aches for petals to love to see the blue sky and the soft birds
The season is relaxing washing in on ocean waves the sand captures tender land escapes drapes of quiet look rest is special test captivates our