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Monthly Archives: February 2014
I miss my Dadhere at 35.I wish he was hereto offer advicethat I didn’t need in my younger years.I think thatI would listen moreto his advice anddance differentlywith the wisdom contained within.Wisdom is preciouswhen you reach this age and find … Continue reading
I miss my Dad here at 35. I wish he was here to offer advice that I didn’t need in my younger years. I think that I would listen more to his advice and dance differently with the wisdom contained … Continue reading
My friend.You are like a little glowing pebblein a fast moving stream.Gold.Like a black lumpy rockin an underground seam.Diamond.Like a sweet and soft centrein a dried out cake.Chocolate.Like a green, glacial currentin an underground lake.Water.
I dreamt of you You smiled. and a thousand moments of sadness smashed into tiny pieces and evaporated. I dreamt of you Your eyes sparkled. and the frozen scaffolding around my heart melted and my heart started beating again. A … Continue reading
I still get a tear in my eye and a silent cry when I think of a man who loved his wife. She had long left this life he now travelled through good, great and strife without her hand holding … Continue reading