Hi, zLyn, thankyou. I’d forgotten I’d written this story until you took the tour to Coober Pedy. What a strange place. Thank you, I hope everyone enjoyed it there and at least found an Opal to take home.
Change occurs when we least it expect it. I know for me seeing the world again through my children's lives helped me grow as I'm sure it did you. Thank you for sharing your personal journey.
It's no different than my four children, politics are better not mentioned.
We had a nuclear power plant in Maine, the alarms would go off and it felt like death every time it happened. My first husband worked there quite often as a machinist and there were too many incidences where he had absorbed to much radiation and would have to wear special suits and walk for hours to sweat out the excess. Sometimes it would take over a week that he and co-workers were kept in isolation rooms until they were safe. Nuclear power plants come with more risks than they tell people.
The one in Maine had to be closed and sealed because of the reactor cracking. So many families in that area had cancer afterwards, it's terrifying what lies ahead.
Maybe Australia is luckier than we are here in the USA. Mining and exporting uranium is something, but the danger of it when put to use is another. As you said, "I’ve found it’s best to not get into political discussions with anyone." Imagine me with two sons who are the exact opposites of each other in every sense of the word. I always walk on eggshells.
I agree with SandraLynn Team Florent! Niagara in the winter is spectacular. I went in February, we stayed at the Embassy Suites and our windows overlooked the falls. I saw it at night from the hotel and in the day did the stroll down to see it closer. The boat wasn't going when we were there. My husband wasn't thrilled about the temperatures but the sight was incredible. There's also a butterfly house not far from the falls that is so worth seeing. I couldn't believe how many butterflies surrounded us while we there.
I hope you find a way to get there, you won't be disappointed.
Use these thoughts to write the worst structured poem you possibly can. Venting, ranting, or complaining about something, sickness or bodily dysfunction. Have fun!
Crutches! They’re such a
Pain. No hands free
Even to go for a wee
Is not easy.
Struggling, muddling through.
The days seems longer and I’m not
Feeling stronger.
Hey! stop your moaning and groaning.
What are you? A wimp?
Toughen up, sunshine, you’re not alone.
Grow a bit more backbone.
There’s always someone worse.
That’s true I don’t even need a nurse
Tomorrow’s another day
Ain’t that what THEY say?
Whoever THEY may be.
So I’ll pick up my sticks and walk the walk,
Or at least I’ll shuffle and talk the talk.
Oh, dear crutches, soon I’ll be out of your clutches.
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