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  • my eyes (only)

  • Ancestral Trauma

    It has been too long, but long is never gone, for tomorrow, no matter how long, shall arise once again as long as your essence allows it! Today, I sit in a memoir of my own life. A reality of hurt and pain. A reality of my ancestry. A reality of truth. Thoughts of my…

  • Papa

    What a beautiful site: He sat in tanned clothing, He was as handsome as can be with a clean shavened face. He wore the same paint stained watch I remembered as a child. Eloquent in an unfamiliar sitting position as he spoke of an intellectual topic. I gawked and took in every inch of his…

  • Another Year….

    Another year to depart from and say good-bye to, it was fun, it was sad and it was happy! A new year to embark on to renew yourself, to say bye to the old and hello to the new. Are you ready? Are YOU ready? I can’t hear you!! ARE YOU READY!!!!!????? (“ahem” as I…

  • Mother Earth….

    I lay on the ground of my beautiful love, The sweet smell that is fresh and clean, She embraces me and I her, I can feel her prickly fingers going through my spine, I love her and she loves me. Her breath goes through me as if im an invisible soul, Her touch is delightful…

  • WordPress Meet and Greet – All Bloggers Welcome

    Love this idea from “Harsh Reality”

  • Wierd.

    Wierd..

  • Wierd.

    I don’t watch t.v., so they think I’m weird. I’d rather sit and read and they think I’m weird. I don’ t party all night and they think I’m weird. I’d rather spend my nights with my girls while reading a book. Guess what? Yup, they think I’m weird. Have you really thought about it?…

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