Memories

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A Russian Princess (true...

I had to do it mam ( Christine Stubbs) ?? scared for life and emotionally abused ?? but what a fantastic...

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Soul days

Soul days
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Drifting Continents

Drifting Continents

Drifting continents...

Old friends from youth
Precious memories melded
With...

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My Mother

My Mother

Oh Mother! Oh Mother!
Your lullaby songs wake me up when I'm in delicate shape That comforts me; my...

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Baby hands

Ten Tiny Toes leaving their first imprints on the sand...
Lead way to salty water while holding...

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Why I didn't love......

Why I didn't love... Her...

There was a time before love was happy,
a girl before the one who would steal my heart,
a...

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Please Don't Leave Me

Please Don't Leave Me

I like to think myself a reasonable person.
I like to think myself more inclined to settle disputes...

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I Hoped it would Be You

I Hoped it would Be You

I remember so much about her,
so many moments, days, nights,
afternoons in the sun,
...

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My Love, I Remember...

My Love, I Remember...

To remember
A feeling
That isn't
There anymore,
A touch,
A Whisper...

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Morning in Her Eyes

Morning in Her Eyes

I know the trope well enough.
The groggy couple wakes in each others arms.
What I never knew...

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One Night

One Night

There are some things in life you will remember forever.
Whether it's the death of a loved one,...

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Just A Little Crazy

Just A Little Crazy

We weren't the oddest couple in our school.
Of course there were the usual pairs,
the...

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First Burn

First Burn

Yeah, I was jealous when I saw them together.
Could anyone really fault me? For seeing him,
...

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Better as a 'We'

Better as a 'We'

I thought sometimes, "I musn't sing",
For the world, they told me to be silent,
to stop...

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Serial Killer

Serial Killer

Null of reverence,
Not a wisp of respect or an ode,
Iniquitous of character,
Natural...

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#11

There I stand at the edge of the cliff hand over my heart
Your memories suddenly come crashing in...

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Steps.

Steps.

A pitter-patter of tiny feet.
Grasping, grabbing, sticky hands,
“I want that!”
You...