The Tumultuous Tale of the Tormented Terrier Well, let me tell you, it was like this. Once upon a time, our humble hovel was being run by the daughter-unit’s pet, a small, cute, cuddly and constantly yapping Yorkshire Terrier that answered to the name, Puh-Pet, but only if she happened to be in the mood. She loved nothing better than people-food treats and patroling the backyard. Since it was unfenced she had to be hitche...

I cannot recall if I ever related this story on here as I couldn't find it. So with Halloween right around the corner, I feel compelled to tell it. This incident occurred sometime in the late-'70s when haunted houses had become the in thing for many organizations to help fund their other projects, I think that the Jaycees were among the first to discover it. I joined one of the local haunted attractions sponsored by the J...

As we sat down sipping our tea from our teacup around the dining table, the sister superior welcomed and thanked us for volunteering to help them. The three of us were handed the guidelines, explaining to us the work we could help out with. I went through the list quickly, as the sister of the Missionary of Charity continued to explain to us the things we could help out with.After having spoken for half an hour she finall...

I can't recall the year but I was out of work just as the Summer was beginning. Back before the internet, job seekers were forced to peruse the morning and evening paper. I happened to come across an ad for a day camp counsellor and called the number. A very nice lady answered and I was asked to come in for an interview. I raced across town and was soon sitting opposite a very attractive dark haired lovely. Then came the...

We used to talk a lotAbout anything every nightA few hours with meBefore starting your dayAfter preparing for bedEnding my day with youNow I only haveIntimate momentsWith the deafeningSilence of the nightAnd the nagging screamInside my headA smirk pastedOn the face of the moonLaughing at my expenseDancing around my aching heartShining brightly down on meMocking the tears in my eyes

Professor Bartholomew Hartfeld sat in a tall leather-backed chair behind a dark mahogany desk. He looked irritably at the clock on the wall opposite his desk. His 2:00 pm was late. He flicked the button on the intercom. “Has my two o’clock called to say he’d be late?” Professor Hartfeld asked. “No, sir,” Marta answered. “Please let me know the moment he arrives,” the professor requested, “but have him wait in the waiting...

In my dreams. I am in your arms. Holding me. Quieting me. Saving me. Healing my broken heart. Teaching me. To love again. Your divine love. Humbles me. You are my Angel. Sent from above. I choose love.  

Believe in your Future and forgive the past Laugh at yourself laugh in the momentsAnd heck just laugh!   When things go wrong, and they often will And life feels like it's constantly uphill Try to forgive when other's get it wrong Perhaps they’re struggling to connect and belong   Sometimes the words being thought Aren’t what actually what gets said Those kindly meant, soft gentle words Don’t sound sweet and leave a sting...

I was thinking of you today Thinking of how you made me laugh. How coming home to you put a smile on my faceAnd that even in our hardest moments I never  alone Loving you taught me muchI learnt to laugh at myself, love myself despite my faultsYou  made me want to be a better personI found myself looking at my days, thinking, what can I do for you to make your day happier In quiet moments when I couldn't sleep, I'd discove...

Whatever you doWherever you roamTry to make where you areFeel a little like homeSearch deep within your heartFor a memory that's okayCherish and hold it close to youEach night and every dayRemember being lovedIs a warm feeling insideSo hold your head up highAnd walk tall, with prideTake a step forwardEach day if you canYou'll soon see changes happeningIf you make a life planPlease try to rememberAngels and OpportunitiesDo...

Sometimes in the early hours When we cannot sleep Our thoughts may turn to things That make our eyes weep   Sometimes in those moments When thoughts run through our head We ponder on what happened Things done, thought and said   Perhaps we may have Somewhere deep inside Something that may feel broken Which we choose to hide   It's in the early hours That maybe we reflect Of places we have been And of people met   It's not...

I haven't lost you I just got lost in a maze   There we were together Then one day you took a different direction And I couldn't find you You had found the end of the maze Walked your own path Chosen your own way   Oh I wish I'd seen the path you were walking Wish I'd been able to show you a different way   But sometimes alas That isn't our choice...   I'm lost in this maze But sometimes as I turn a corner I see the footp...

All of our regrets will be goneas soon as we have passed beyond. Beyond the aches, the sorrows,all will pass away. But the love will live,it simply will not die.Is this understood my precious, darling, friends and lovers?Is it understood, please, and thank you,my treasured gems of life and joy,am I not ever so polite? Do you recall the way we walked,the way we talked,the way we cried.The way you walked awayand left me won...

"Do you want to go?" My question is to the room. One set of ears hears in a dead sleep. Springing up. Feet in perfect ballet turnout. Spinning in circles. Pirouettes of ecstasy. "Why does he do that?" She's asked the question before. Sort of rhetorically. Aware that the pup enjoys going out. She's right to wonder, though. "Why does he do his dance of joy, whirling around as if in ballet slippers?" "The pup hears something...

In every pencil thatI have used to draw lines,with different colors andwith a different hue, different it may be butwhat a beautifulcombination they arewhen together in one.In every watercolorI have used to draw,when I was young.The canvas got messy andlooks useless.When they dried upthey come alive, andit becomes a new life.In every brush strokes ofcolors that touch my life.It made me laugh,it made me cry,it even made me...