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With their permission. Acrostic for mothers day. Beautiful you are. Every day you put all your efforts in to save me. Sweetly you tuck me in to bed.
It isn't where the Sunshine hides, no -That just reflects off the waves Across the Bosphorus shores' Nor is it where I roam; But it is where I call home -Unsurprisingly where my gran Lovingly looked...
I came to your bedside today. I stood there with no words to say. I held your hand like you did mine as a child. I remembered the talk we once had about me being wild.
Chapter 3 Fallenpaw sat on his nest grooming his fur in the apprentice den. Then Moonpaw came racing in. "Sneezefang is having kits!" Moonpaw yowled, as he raced into the apprentice.
Velma she gone wasn't in no pain very silent sitting on the couch. Arriving every morning at 4:30 AM we speak said good morning. Watching her as she listen to the gospel channel everyday, not saying.
I like silver better older. With its fine blue dust. Taking shelter in the notches. A lovely sort of rust. It looks much more refined. With its overcoat of grey. Like the swirling cirrus clouds.
(Just so it's not all doom and gloom from me today). I see each day, a picture of joy. My niece as she plays on the floor with her toys. Giddily giggling like little girls do.
This house has the same texture as my old And forgot Favorite toy from my childhood, his name was Tram an Old wooden puppet with Removable arms you can Use for a back scratcher, that was my Favorite...
Woke up from dreams of sparkling magic And stretched my tiny wings Stumbled to the cooking-place To light the fires within A gentle breath is all it takes To ignite the still warm coals For a Dragons...
You are my blue sky,. My sunrise,. The stars that twinkle in the skies,. You are the apples in my eyes,. You are the moon and the stars,. The beauties of musical bars,.
#shaepoerty /)/) i i i i ( . .) ┏♡♡┓ ( づ♡┏☆""☆┓ .............................................................................Today is my birthday, The 31st of Jan.
I sat on the sand, my knees pulled to my chest, and watched the waves crawl forward and back with ease. The rain was coming down lightly, making a rippled effect upon the surface.
Down Silly Street I love to play, Run and skip and dance all day. I don't like it when my parents say: Don't you go down to Silly Street today.
Again I've stayed up late, Because for my dad I'm gonna wait, Well reading some poems here and there, There's a distant ringing I hear.
We've been through so much together Through sunny days and stormy weather Lost our way sometimes and drifted apart But I feel it's time for a good fresh start I made mistakes,kept things secret...
Tiny hands, Cling to my thumb, Discovering me like new lands, Leaving my body far from numb.
You never know how absolutely horrifying things are until the truth hits you. I was reading a story today in a detention about a young girl in a car crash.
The lack of sleep that drove me to 5am insanity I left the house this morning fearing for your sanity Stuck on perilous roads with antagonising dicks I prayed you would make it to west london quick.
I'm sure she'd said something new Something bright with shiny polished clues Something wrapped up in silky views Something like: "I love you too" I was incognito Surface temperament below...
As I was giving my son a hug and kiss before he left for college this morning, it made me ponder on a mothers role. This is not meant as an attack on fathers.
Your my idol. During your fight of survival, You did a lot, You had a shot, But you never gived up.
Before you read this, I would just like to tell you that nothing that is said in verses 9 and 10 are real... So enjoy.
Fireworks blare, But me, I don't care. All that matters is all around. In my families hearts they can be found.
#adventchallenge We've been invited to a friend's house to see the Bells in.