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Sometimes all we need is to believe. It doesn’t matter what we believe or even if it’s true. Just believing is enough to get us through. The Cat In The Box Quite long ago quite far away, Deep in the dark of night. A little boy sits quaking there, Quite paralyzed with fright. He knows…
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I asked my muse what to write about today, and she suggested the idea of…. Paying It Forward An act of kindness once it’s done, Can echo far and wide. But that is not it’s true reward, For that is felt inside. Some do some grand, impressive act, In hope of gaining fame. But in…
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My life isn’t perfect but it is filled with joy and love. I don’t always think about that, but I am trying hard to keep it top of mind. Most of all, I want to make sure the people who are most important to me know who they all. The Simplest Joys I love my…
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As I write this, my dog Chester is being kind of a pain in the butt. He’s fussing and fidgeting because I’m sitting on the couch with my wife instead of lying on the bed with him. He turned sixteen in January and according to my Vet, that puts him now well past the century…
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I’ve commented here a couple of times that I write my best stuff when I focus on my rhymes and let my story write itself. This poem is about that process. Enjoy, My Write Stuff I free the words inside my head, Not sure where they will lead. I only know releasing them, Fulfills some…
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I have a hard time letting go of things. To those who know me, feel free to not comment. At any rate, I have decided it’s time to take steps with another of my bad habits. Enjoy! Less Toys…. More Joys Somewhere out there away from here, Is where we want to be. To leave…
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I had a customer unload on me at work the other day. They then justified it by telling me all the things currently going wrong in their life. This is the answer I’m not really supposed to give at work. Being Emotionally Appropriate You may not always choose your place, You can’t choose your destiny.…
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Letting my mind write whatever it wants can lead to some unexpected outcomes. It started out as a simple bit of horror. Suddenly it’s about my father. Enjoy! A Child In The Dark The moon peeps through the lowering cloud, Makes shadows on the wall. I tell myself that’s what I see, Convince myself that’s…
Brain Bits To Go 