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Don’t Be Happy With Who You Are

“Be happy with who you are!” You’ve probably heard or been told this many times. What I’m going to say will be contrary to this, but try to be open-minded. First of all, I think it is good to be content with what you have. Constantly striving to get more, make more money, and neverContinue reading “Don’t Be Happy With Who You Are”

Crowded

Everyone shifted uncomfortably in their seats. Each one tried to think of something to talk about besides the obvious. Why was Karl invited, anyway? They were all thinking it, but no one was willing to express it. Christian tried to cross his legs, but when there wasn’t room to do so, he put his footContinue reading “Crowded”

Dinner Party

No one wanted to attend the soiree, yet curiosity compelled them to make an appearance. Regret gnawed at some of them, but it was too late to back out. Sitting around the room of antique furniture and ornate decor, everyone was uncomfortable; that is, everyone but the host. Vlad seemed very much at ease havingContinue reading “Dinner Party”

To Follow or Not to Follow…

If someone presented you with a gift, would you say anything? Of course you would. You would say phrases like “Thank you” or “You shouldn’t have” or “I love it!” Writers give the gifts of their words, their stories, poems, expressions of thoughts and emotions. I’m always grateful when someone shows their appreciation for myContinue reading “To Follow or Not to Follow…”

Joy and Henry – A “Sweet” Story

“Who’s song is this?” Joy asked as she walked into the kitchen. “M&M’S,” he replied. Joy looked sympathetically at her husband poring over their bills splayed out on the kitchen table. How many are unpaid?” she asked. “Mounds,” he replied. “We really need a payday, bar none.” “That would be a lifesaver,” she said. “WhatContinue reading “Joy and Henry – A “Sweet” Story”

Rain is a Poem

Rain itself is a poem – Sounds that are rhyming, Rhythmic timing, Dark and foreboding or sweet and endearing. It can be touching and light, Or it may drench us like So many tears. Short and sweet – A cloud burst; Or it may be the worst Storm we have seen. Interpreted differently, It mayContinue reading “Rain is a Poem”

Taken

Darkness.  Some people fear it.  Maybe because they fear the unknown.  You can’t see what’s in the dark, don’t know what may be waiting out there.  For us, it meant protection; at least, most of the time.  On rare occasions, one of us would be taken during the night, unexpectedly.  Most of the time, though,Continue reading “Taken”