You were the greatest woman,To ever walk this earth,Because of you I was blessed,From the moment of my birth,You truly meant the world to me,And after all these years,Every time I think of you,I cry as many tears,Mom never gave me the gift,You sent when I...
Frosty dog encircled moon, color in the night. Jewels glitter upon new snow, shimmer bright. Magical memories, times when winter ruled. Childhood enthusiasm, never could be cooled. Wind blown drifts, always meant a day of play. Sliding slopes, launched ai...
First week of December. The tree and decorations had been put up the day after Thanksgiving and now it was time for card sending. Penny sits cross legged on the floor of her bedroom with the boxes of Christmas cards that she purchased last year the day af...
My king-size bed is centered on the wall, directly beneath the window. It has a very hard mattress out of choice. The drapes are an odd shade of green. The bedspread and pillows are a deep maroon. There are two hanging reading lights over each side of the...
"She seems quite taken with you," Nadja said. Nadja was one of the senior supervisors of the library. We often had lunch together and we talked about pretty much anything. Today, she caught me off guard."Who?" I asked. "The young one. Short with brunette...
I checked my watch. I had been waiting for her for almost 20 minutes. I grinned and chuckled to myself. No, I'd been waiting longer. I leaned against the railing overlooking the square. The air was crisp and cool. It felt good to inhale it deep into my lu...
I remember our special times,the promises made and shared the moments of passion, soft kisses and touches of being wrapped in each other’s arms,How those memories Warm my heart You make me feel so happy But also scared You treat me well Where I am used t...
My name is Mindy. On this sunny morning, I was standing on the green grass. It was a beautiful May day. I was alone. I had left the house early and I watched as the sun rose in the east. It was casting long shadows. I could smell the aroma of flowers in t...
Staring at a photo of brambles I see.Dusky mist filtering around each tree. Foggy haze, spooky shadows, tangled limbs.Reminds me of fairytales heard, by Grimm. To my mind, The Old Woman in the Wood.Or 7 Dwarfs working for the common good. Princes and Prin...
I'm lying on the floor of our rec-room, watching cartoons. I'm about eight years old and this is pretty much all I do on a Saturday morning. I hear the front door slam, a familiar sound, and glance up only when I realize that my father is coming down the...
The day was good. I think it was Friday, or perhaps Thursday, but either way, the whole day was amazing... Until the very end. The bell had rung and I was walking to the stairs when I heard a guy from my grade (he was on the bench in the Senior section up...
"Way down... way down... way down. ...They found you on the bathroom floor..." -Cemetery Drive by MCR. "'Lena!" His voice, rough from cigarettes and powders, sloppy, stomach-twisting from the slur of the alcoholic life. His breath sour - bitter - to my no...
I've walked past this dining room many times. When I was seven, I walked past it, out the door and to the car. We were headed to the hospital to see my Daddy. Mother didn't say at the time, but I know now that he was dying and I was leaving to say goodbye...
Its a blue kinda day Lost in that dark lonely place The outside wears a smile while I cry from the inside My muse rides me hard this morning I fight the pain from that door that is opening, that place that whispers to meIt is no shade of grey Words dance...
Growing up in the 50’s and 60’s, and that’s the 1950’s and 1960’s for you smartasses, the doors in most homes had keyholes. These keyholes were made to be operated by large bulky skeleton keys. Usually one key would open nearly every door, so if you got o...
