♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥ I came across a very well-worn teddy bear the other day. An eye was missing, stuffing was exposed, and something had been spilled on it matting its hair. I started to wonder what in the heck had this poor bear been through to end up so battered but I was sidetracked before I gave…
This cool girl caught me in that smile of hers and I just can’t look away. She has the most amazing spirit that comes out in her blog but don’t take my word for it. Go visit her yourself. Here at Growing Butterfly THE ONLY GIRL AT…
Written by Twiistd and HastyWords The moonlight sparkled on the surface of the sea There was no one around Just you and me I turned to gaze at your starlit eyes It was in that very Moment I realized How connected we were to the stars, to the sea to the breathing of the trees…
When I realized my blog turned two last week I revisited some of my earlier posts. So many of my most personal feelings have been given life within this domain. I am not sure I have grown much, or that my writing has matured, but I can see that I am just as crazy now…
One of my favorite bloggers and a piece I relate all to well with. Love you TwinDaddy
20 THINGS… NOT PEOPLE… THAT MAKE ME HAPPY My daughter. She is a person but my happiness is in all the things she brings into my life. Her laughter always makes me smile. I think she knows when I am down because she will do anything to make me smile and she usually…
Written by Fatima Naeem and HastyWords Her eyelashes flutter, like ruffled feathers As sunshine peeks into her dreams Searching for that one truth she longed for Looking for the innocence lost for love Reliving that first kiss again and again In the park on the most perfect spring day The sun shining beautifully bright It’s…
Written by Johnny Ojanpera and HastyWords I wonder what time would say If I asked it to tell me a little story Would it pick one I have heard Or would it sing a well-worn lullaby Persistent silence played again Will only bore me like a chore Surely something in between A fairy tale or…
It was bound to happen eventually. “Mom?” I was getting ready for a party when my 9 year old sauntered in slowly trying not to smile as if she had a secret. “I know you don’t want me to grow up so fast but…” she said as she tried to contain what seemed like embarrassment. …
I wrote this poem with a new duet partner. This partner has been super patient while I took a small break to get my act together. Check out the partner here. Written by Fatima Naeem and HastyWords ♦ With aching fingers I searched And scavenged the area around me For the water beneath the sand…
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