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Love

1) Love is your child thinking she can kiss your painful acne better 2) Love is your child telling you that they told everyone at school that you are their "favorite thing" 3) Love is him reading your face and... Continue Reading →

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Despair

1) Despair is when you sit outside your house, not wanting to go in. And nowhere else to go. 2) Despair is when you end up shouting at your child for no fault of theirs, and the inability to undo... Continue Reading →

The Fury

Sometimes, I sit in the car and go nowhere Sometimes, I cry my heart out for no plausible reason Sometimes, I stare at the computer screen and do nothing Sometimes, I plug in the headphones but don't listen to the... Continue Reading →

The first heart-break

"But I want to play with her!" said she. "Alright sweetheart, then go on. Play with her". I said. "No, I want to play only with Sam. She cannot play with other kids while I'm playing with her", said our... Continue Reading →

When the sun has set

Will you stand by me when the sun has set Will you sit by my side when I can walk no longer Will I be beautiful when the flowers have wilted Will I be interesting when I cannot keep up... Continue Reading →

A Complete World

She was waiting for him, watching out for his handsome face in the crowd. All decked up in an ivory gown, wondering if she looked beautiful. She'd never known how he felt about her, least of all now, after so... Continue Reading →

Symphony, of our hearts

There is a symphony in our heart beats In the longing, in the yearning.. There is a symphony in the unsaid words In the pulsating rhythm of our feelings There is a symphony in the dance in my dreams In... Continue Reading →

Shine On, Burn On

...when the sun touches the waters They can not douse its fire.. It shines on, the next day It burns on, day after day ...when the clouds cloak the sun They cannot contain its fire It shines on, the next... Continue Reading →

The Fourth

Four years after you were first handed to me I'm a different person A little less anxious A little less angry A little more patient Four years after you were first handed to me I think a little more, to... Continue Reading →

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