Writing
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The hum of the season, a sign of spring hue A strum of the tree branch danced and sway A beat of the leaves and bough fuse Like a rhythm of wind, a soft breeze underlay. The birds in its warm nest chirped and tweet The bees buzzing towards each colorful blossom’s arc The caterpillars
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In my moment of silent cries In my clouded tears and futile lies In between the sobs and sighs In my surrender and weakened demise An unspoken prayer is heeded by my side. In my fraility, I have found defence In my notion of limitations, I have seen sense In my hopelessness, I have gathered
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A belated Mother’s Day for Mom
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We all aspire for something yet scared to try. We then realise that sometimes we have to take a step and begin a journey we wish to find.
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Dawn awoke the silence from its deep solace The strand of bygone quivering from the nightfall wind Seeking connection for the soul’s release comfort To console yesterday’s tears and broken embrace A past has ended as daybreak starts to pave another path. As the daylight begins to tie a birth of peaceful spirit A new
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Find what happens next. A part two of the “Gift of Love”.
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This story will continue on Friday…Hang on tight!
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The party is today? Just saw the post-it reminder on the fridge What am I gonna wear? I still have not decided yet, I think! Panic striken went back to my room Scouring over my party dresses Little red, blue, black dress? – choices no end. Ah, the little black one and strappy stilletos never
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For all the lkiddos out there!!!
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The story is not mine. I seldom travel the train but when I do, I see love stories around. This one is for those who travel…in love and falling in love…young and old. As Valentines is coming up…this one is for YOU!
Choices, Chances and Changes 