My wife bought a brand new sweater From John Lewis’ superstore A fruity red little number...
Often these days the following genuine sentiment Matthew Scott Harris doth wish to...
I don't know what to think anymore I don't know what to say.. I'm speechless
it's my last...
My little bo peachie, Pop pop wants to eat, Those sweet cheeks off your face I...
We’re introduced, I make fun of you we laugh, we bond. We stay in touch talk now and then we have...
Knees dirty bloody and muddy blistered black feet feeling defeat.
Hands cracked need a...
Happy birthday dad! R.i.p to the best dad ever! Happy birthday dad, Memories of you...
It, was the will, that, took me further ! In the toil, I kept everything together. ...
In all of the ways
We can’t touch We can’t hug I miss you in all of the ways
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Who would have thought
that one small communicative gesture, like a hug or a hand-shake...
I lived on 59 Pavilion Avenue in Long Branch New Jersey. Two blocks East was one of the best surf spots on...
She carefully sprinkled the hundreds and thousands onto the edges of the white icing. Each swish of...
The memories Flow Slow, thick Black The hurt in the past Clawing and...
Shadows Tall mountains of black Swirling Taking victims at will They follow...
The grandkids have arrived, but they won't get a hug It's really not fair, all because of this bug...
The three words Once... Warm Now... Cold Like knives The terrors...
