you first came to my house ran to the cellar, a blur disappeared into the darkness made it your home … Continue reading I go back to when…
He remembers holding his mother’s hand On the night when the earth stopped turning As he heard the last words … Continue reading Holding hands for the last time
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poetry, short story, novel, MLT, medical lab technology, self help, mind management
Daydreaming and then, maybe, writing a poem about it. And that's my life.
"I have enough time to rest, but I don't have a minute to waste". Come and catch me with your wise words and we will have some fun with our words of wisdom.
Sylvain Lechair, Monty guidon.blog…poésies lunaires & chambres à air, sur les chemins de l’art en poésie
By Tim Broken
motivational posts, rants, and stories!
...Wander the Moors at Midnight with Me
Enjoy the Journey!
This is the story of building a cottage , the people and the place. Its a reminder of hope and love.
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It's just banter
It's all training. It's ALL practice.
Trying to voice out my thoughts through words!
Buddha - Dharma - Sangha
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