Children

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Despite Our Differences

In the absence of his father
Was ours

In the absence of our mother
Was his

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Buddy

Buddy

My neighbor named her baby ‘Buddy’
She takes care of him a little more than her hubby. :)
She...

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Capturing precious moments

Capturing precious moments

I used to think summer as a child was the best thing ever: lay ins, sun, no school.. Turns out having your...

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Forever Love

It was a surprise when I found out about you. A gift of love, the art in sand. Hearts would flurry for this...

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Take a seat...

Take a seat...

Enter
My dear
I Sense
Your fear,
Can you
Hear me
Creaking,...

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when are we paint ? \ aiad...

when are we paint ? \ aiad al khayat

when are we paint ?
-
when are you paint me by colors and pencils
or you are write...

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Our Home

We created a broken home
You and I.
Where we bleed together,
You and I.
We...

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Live life with ease

Live life with ease

I’d like to have a rest today
I’m tired & it’s showing,
But washing, ironing &...

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Bullies

Bullies

World so cold.
People trying to be bold.
Untold stories that need to be told.
Bullies...

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POLLY AND HER FIRST TOOTH

POLLY AND HER FIRST TOOTH


This is a tale of a four year old named Polly
Who lost her first tooth while eating a lolly...

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Honey pots

Honey pots

Sanctuary is wherever they will keep you . The lights burn along , it's crowded here on this rainy spell...

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Children of soul

Children of soul
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Violent homes: war on the...

Violent homes: war on the streets of suburbia

Skin
Deep
You hurt me
Skin deep
Words
Fists
Bash
Bruise...

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Beamer Beaming

Beamer Beaming

Little fingers on little hands,
grasped around the metallic chains.
Ridges of her sweater...

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The Peter Pan Syndrome

The Peter Pan Syndrome

Inspired from a lovely Haiku by Lorna Caizley

We are all children
Although much older...

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" Me. Loves He"

" Me. Loves He"

Me loves he
though he is dirt.

Me didn't know,
him was a flirt.

Oh gosh,...