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. Off we go to the playground To laugh and jump and run.  Holding your hand on the way,  Our bodies poised for fun. Dizzy from the merry-go-round,  Holding tight to your hand.  You keep me safe and grounded,  Protected from the unplanned. The teeter totte...

Staring up into the night sky stars Little points of light, shining in the darkness Tiny and small, yet grand and majestic Too far to ever reach, too present to possibly ignore Each point completely alone, yet all interwoven in time and space Taken each o...

It begins as a quiet voice A silent whisper in the dark So faint and barely there Louder and louder Defeating the deafening silence Anger and sadness Despair and darkness Bending bleakness to its will All the trials and tribulations The toils and strife P...

Breaking Out of The Cocoon

Just came to me today while at work...

I have read and reread stories I have written, Of people and of places that once had meaning.It seems as though there is a disconnectAs I can no longer feel the emotion in those moments. But I have kept a track record of every hill I've crossed,I have pag...

Together

I love you Baby...

Each day for the past few months we came together talking playing learning how to pleasure each other. We share our lives the good and bad and everything in between. Being each other’s comfort and joy as we grow stronger and closer morphing from friends i...

Our Ride

With Love...

We are both so different in nature however in others very much the same When we are together we can talk for hours and hours yet it still will seem like mere minutes. No matter how long or what we try, Nothing, no amount of time will ever be enough to fil...

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For You

For my son

I would say  That I could turn the darkest skies  The brightest blue.  And, maybe  When you were younger,  Your feet unsteady,  You would have believed that I could.  But, I am powerless.  All that I have is  The strength of my love,  The length of my arm...

Mindy Learns (part one)

Sometimes complicated lessons are really very easy.

My name is Mindy. I'm five years old. My hair is long and brown. I live with my mommy. She says my hair is pretty. She says I'm pretty, too. My mommy has to work a lot. I miss her but I get to stay with my Meme. My Meme is very old. Mommy is old too, but...

Forgiveness

On the nature of forgiveness.....

FORGIVENESSWHAT A PARADOXICAL WORD. Vast, yet simple. Hugely unimaginable to give to someone in some situations, yet so easy to bestow in others. And is it right to say; I can forgive you, but not them? Can we indeed CHOOSE forgiveness, or must it just co...

Journey

journey of life

Journeywhat walks on all 4 in the morning, on 2 at noon and on 3 in the eveningwe start our journey with a free mind as a childstudies and love follows which muddles a mindfamily and the urge to provide keeps us on trackas the sun dims and gray settles in...