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Well, here we have a lady with a broken heart. Apparently the lover found another. She is left with memories and confusion. She is on an emotional roller coaster. She says one thing but deep inside where the hurt and anger reside, she means something else.
Making her feel boring causes pain. She wants the lover back but will there be the same person coming through the door?
She spends her days just getting by; wanting to cry. She can't move on; it's too soon. That is what is bothering her the most. How she could be so easily replaced.
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Our character wants to make a wish. It's not one of wealth. It's not one of turning back time. It's not one to change life. It is a wish that so many of us need and want. A simple warm hug. One to make us feel wanted and special. Really such a small wish but could have the power to take the weight of the world off ones shoulder. Thank you for sharing.
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Here we have a tribute to an honorable man. He was a father in every way. His wife loved him and his children cherished him. Time took him and now they know he is needed with God. Still they miss him and especially on Father's Day. The tears might fill their eyes. The grief might crash in upon them at times. But faith will comfort them each time they need it.
Thank you for sharing this touching piece.
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Finally a place to get help. There might be tears there. There might be friends there. There might be hope there. We know that God is there. As they travel this path to tomorrow and let go of yesterday; God is there.
Thank you for sharing.
Reminding people there are people out there that will listen.
You are important to God and you do matter.
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Our character takes a walk in the mountains. Along the path there is beauty of nature. The Masters hands creating such a remarkable tapestry. Noticing a spruce tree swaying in the breeze; there are words entering our characters heart. 'Be strong and don't follow the evil ones or those of the flesh. Stay on the path I make for you. I will show you the way. If tempted, seek me for I am as close as your heartbeat'.
This is lovely and full of faith.
A peaceful read indeed.
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This piece is about how important a grandparent is to a child. The little boy in this piece remembers special moments together. Those moments made him feel loved and will never forget that. Some of us do remember our grandparents and the special things about them. To someone else a tire swing put up by a grandpa wouldn't mean much but when I was a little girl it meant a lot.
Thank you for this touching piece about lasting love and special memories.
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This is a piece that makes a person think. We hurry about doing this and that. We sometimes don't stop long enough to do simple but so important things. A man leaves, with work on his mind. There is an accident and he couldn't give his last goodbye. If he had taken time to wake up his loved ones and gave them I love you before leaving; imagine the time difference. Would those few minutes of love make it possible to not be involved in the accident?
Makes you think doesn't it? Slow down, the work will still be there but you might not. No matter what tell the ones you love how important they are to you.
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Here we have a man dealing with an illness. Now, as with any doctor, throw some pills at him to get him out of the office. As the piece suggest, eventually the man will build up a tolerance for the meds and they will stop working.
Then what, another pill. My attitude is 'here a pill, there a pill, everywhere a pill pill.
One would think somewhere among all those well meaning meds there might be some sort of answer. Should we just continue taking all this garbage. Who knows what all those chemicals are doing to our bodies?
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This piece starts out funny. A young man is being told by his mom to straighten up and clean up his room. Turn off the music and do something constructive. She is getting madder. He is more or less ignoring her which is making her ever madder. Then the door bell. His friend arrives to save the day.
Then he sadly realizes it is only a dream. His heart must have been lonely when he went to bed. His mom and friend must have been on his mind. Having such a vivid and light spirited dream might have been just what he was looking for to resolve something. Two dear friends, Al and mom, right by his side.
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For those of us who have been down this road before, this piece is easy to relate to. When you fall in love, you take a chance. It might turn out wonderful or it might cause horrible pain. Emotions are on a roller coaster as things begin to fall apart. Then, of course there is always one left behind to try and pick up the pieces. As the piece suggest; the pain of love is like that of thorns of a rose. Love is beautiful but carries with it possible pain.
Isn't it worth the gamble though?
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This is pretty and touching. We all want a love that will last. A heart that beats along with ours. A marriage built on a strong foundation that can weather any storm. This couple has an extra element to their love. Their faith; strong and is part of their daily life. Relying on Him. Laying their burdens down and trusting Him to bring a better tomorrow. With God on their side; nothing can shake their foundation of love.
Thank you for sharing such a personal piece.
An important piece.
Showing how God can be part of marriage; just open your hearts and let Him in.
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Our author digs deep into our existence. Why are we here? We all seem to feel the same way at times. What is the purpose for my being? We look for clues and even examine our time but yet we still know nothing. We go from day to day unsure of what tomorrow will bring. We know we will never really know why; it's not our place to know. Could we or should we contemplate why we were put here. Selfishly we hope there is a meaning and one day it will be revealed. Are we merely a leaf carried on the wind? Never knowing where we are going or where we will end up. Worst of all; will anyone notice we pass or land. Perhaps, we are just a moment in time; slowly slipping away into oblivion or with faith is our destination already ordained.
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Our character is tired and wants to sleep. He feels the God of Dreams is playing with him. So tired he would welcome even the smallest of nods. While some may not believe he exists our character knows of his power.
So come, please come before the dawn.
Fill his night with dreams abound.
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He is homeless and lost everything. The only thing keeping him going is the booze. He has a make shift thrown and rules his kingdom that doesn't exist. It is sad to think someone could be in such a situation. The piece suggests he is proud of his accomplishments and calls himself a king. Apparently, he is king of all he surveys. Asking for people for money. Perhaps in his mind it is like taxes.
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The title is perfect.
The greenish picture gives the reader a hint of what is to come.
This was really good.
The interaction between characters.
Exposing the thoughts in the woman's mind.
The fight scene was well done and vivid.
The piece goes from anger to complete and utter revenge.
It had me going from the first part to the last.
Anxious to see who could would be the most resourceful and clever.
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We find our character being manipulated by another. The plan was to break her and make her feel bad. It takes work to completely take control of another persons emotions. It is a calculated goal. As the character became weaker; the other would become stronger and more in control. The piece asks if the controller feels better for doing what was done. The only way the controller will feel better is if the other surrenders herself to his subtle demands. Pretty soon the character would be like a electrical control panel. Press the right button will result in tears, anger, weakness, yelling etc. Just a game of wills but our character isn't letting it work.
Hats off to the character for seeing the forest for the trees.
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Our author goes over the OJ trial and how money seems to talk. Money bought high priced lawyers. Race played it's part as the media exhausted all resources available to it. I remember seeing the news people waiting before the trial started each day. During the trial. Actually watching the trial on TV. Meanwhile a young woman and her friend is dead. The ending left some with doubt. As the piece suggests that doubt will always exist.
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The lonely prairie is hot in the day and cold at night. Very little places to find water. The experienced cowboy knows not to roam to far within the this ground. Probably easy to get lost in this empty place. The only thing this environment needs and yearns for is rain. It will seldom come so no one ventures there. Except maybe an outlaw but he won't find freedom but certain death by heat and lack of water.
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This is so very true. Wars start with someone's big mouth. A difference of opinion can result in a all out confrontation. Sooner or later, those involved get angrier and angrier and before you know it other things are sought that make more noise. Then the question appears; how to stop this avalanche of destruction brought about because of people being different and thinking different. Both sides feeling they are right. Both sides determined to have the LAST WORD.
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This piece is about home sweet home. We all think of home as a safe haven. A place where love abounds. A place where we are accepted no matter what. A place where we can go to find ourselves again. Sure we grow and move on but having those arms that hold us unconditionally is worth more than gold.
The piece suggest that home can be just someone to love us and not a dwelling with foundations and walls. Good point.
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In this piece our author gives the winter a voice. It's almost like 'Here I come ready of not'. Rain turns to sleet. Ice covers everything and cause numerous problems. As if that isn't bad enough, here comes the snow. It's to cold for animal or people to move about so for a period of the year; humans are quiet and looking at nature. Before long it's time for the joys of winter. Kids laughter. Kids playing. Santa coming. Snow angels. Snow men. So when you get down to it. Winter does it's job as planned; demanding a bit of respect. Then ' Here comes some fun ready of not?'
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Boy you hit the nail on the head with this one. When we were young and starting out things were very different. Things seems so much simpler then and not so hurry scurry. Just to make it now, one must put simple things aside. We think one day "I'll be able to see this or that" Well it turns out if you don't have a big savings account when you retire, this and that will stay right where it's at.
This is sad in a way but so very true. Getting old is not what it use to be. Along with loosing our youth we loose our dignity as well.
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She was waiting for her friend to appear. He had become a performer and was able to move from the small town. She wanted out too and hoped seeing her would make him take her away. She continues to wait and bakes in the hot sun. She feels strangled her from responsibilities of her aging father. Will this be the answer she is looking for? Will freedom be a mere smile away?
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Fireflies are enchanting little creatures. Lighting up the summer sky. Children love to run about and what them with wonder. Think how wonderful it would be if enough were to gather around a tree and looked like Christmas lights. Granted the moon is doing its normal thing but the fireflies are a good bit of competition.
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Thanks for the childhood memories as well.
Sort of brings the child out in all of us when we see them. Doesn't it?
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Imagine you enter a room with other people. Lets imagine it is an old fashion southern ball. The woman you are with is breathtaking. All eyes turn toward her as if she were unreal. Our character feels so lucky and fortunate to have her on his arm. Walking arm in arm the starlight acts as a guide. Will they choose to dance under the moonlight and let love bloom? Will stardust fall in delicate mist surrounding them? Only they will know.
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