It was our first date Lights dim and plates full Perfect words spoken at just the right time He said everything I wanted him to say He did everything I hoped that he would do He walked me to my door like the perfect gentleman He even held the door open...
"Beauty is pain" Or at least that's what we were taught to believe. So we get up and work on the painting that is our faces. We don't sleep enough, but that's okay. That's what's concealer is for. We don't have that perfect jaw line but it's okay, we c...
His music takes me to sleepWhen I am down and in painHe soothes the ache of despairWith his words, in his musicHis shouts of angerRelieved me of mineEvery anger he shoutsMakes mine calmWhat a waste of a great lifeA great artist that helped meTo survive my...
He used to look at me from the moonHe got brave and came down for meAnd the sun started to shine on meHe loves me to the moon and backHe showered me with so much loveAnd the flowers bloom around meHe can make me smile without effortHe can make me cry with...
Another liter of fluids infused. Another two hours. Tired. Leaning back."Hello, dear. You were asleep again. You've been tired a lot recently. We may have to get you checked. Now lie back down. I want to feel your arms around me."A mockingbird was singing...
Once upon a time before the Normans came to this land, there lived a great king who was renowned for his wisdom and love of peace and justice. Caradoc, for that, was his name, was much loved by his subjects, and anyone, man or woman, was guaranteed a fair...
I have been all over the earth. I have left footprints in blood and clay in every nursery rhyme. If I had a chance I would dance on everybody's grave. Don't you think a merry jig is a good reason to live?If you ask me how many paces it is to the moon, I...
Sleep had been hard to come by. Mark’s mind kept going back to his bumping into Bebe at the dance last night and her agreeing to a date, then it would switch back two weeks to his kissing Amy, and how that changed everything, at least for him, then return...
Father Bicgock was making his rounds at the Chapel when he came upon Sister Margaret weeping."What is wrong, dear Sister?" Bicgock asked, sitting beside her."My hand," Margaret replied, "It is broken." Her left hand was in a sling and wrapped in a cast. "...
What is sound? You know the things that make our ears twitch. Music and laughter... The agony of disaster? What are they? This metamorphic tremor in our ears? Does it come in random static? How do we differentiate good from bad? C# above natural c can sha...
This is a true story. It has been told many times and always gets a laugh. I even told it at her funeral as she always said that she didn't want people sitting around crying. Now it was a typical Saturday morning at our house and It had to be sometime bef...
Such joy our time at the shoreMany things we did each day Making sandcastles on the beachSwimming in the bay We rode a pontoon boat Fantasy Island such a joy The Ferris wheel and lots of gamesThe little one loved winning a toy The locals are all so plea...
