We were born the same, you and I. Born to loving parents. Born and brought into a world of hope and possibility. We were both raised in good families. Taught by people who inspire others. We took the same classes, read the same books, knew the same people. We laugh at the same things. You bring me…
Mom pointed out this poem seems to come out of the blue. True. Just playing with writing and reflection. In 5th-8th grades I was severely bullied. Sad it happened but I'm ok. But it had a huge impact on my life and who I am today. So writing...reflecting. Bully Immune Memories bring me cold. The…
I want to stop you and tell you my story. I’d like you to know me. The real me. My love is for the peaceful, for the quiet, and for the tender. I sit back and I listen, I appreciate, I accept. I’m often called, “nice”. Not “gracious” or “powerful” or “strong”. Yet the niceness…
His name is Riley. But I call him Pug. He’s not just any pug. He’s our Pug. He was a puppy when we met him. Four precious weeks. He was the biggest little one of his entire litter. “Wow." We whispered. “He’s a lotta pug." He claimed us when he sat on our laps and…
Love and Lima Beans: A Poem from Aunt Nina I promise to never teach you hate. I promise to always teach you love. I don’t eat lima beans. But I won’t teach you to hate lima beans. I don’t enjoy mean people. But I’ll teach you to pause and think about why they are so…
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