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I've got the grumps, I'm teary and can't seem to do anything right. A loss of appetite has taken hold, can't even be tempted by mums delights.
Im the bath What can i say A good old soak After a busy day My sons in bed All tucked up tight Nice and chilled Relaxing night A glass of wine Or a cup of tea Hard to choose Il just ask lee I...
Saturday I'll get a lay-in. Cos mum's gone to work. But in my room. My dogs do lurk. Say morning to one of them. Then they're both on me. They want cuddles. But not a thing I can see.
Four tiny children. Playing in the dirt. A mother sits so idly by. A drum against her skirt. Their father's 'cross the desert sand. A spear in his grip. The oldest daughter shells some beans.
I loved the way the morning light came cascading through the shuttered window. The blinds couldn't hold back the light, seeping in through every crack. And with it came the warmth of a new day.
Well that's it over, for another year; Christmas tree gone, the glass box now clear. Lots more space, to play with those toys, Even the ones that have an annoying noise.
So New Year wasn't quite as I planned. Went to bed at about eleven. Hubby was getting on my tits. I could have kicked him into heaven. So I sulked and pouted. Thought I'd see in 2013 alone.
I wake up at 5:00am and go upstairs. I sit on the floor of my owners room and bark in my loudest voice. I pull her out of bed and make her walk me. A 5:30 we are back. Then she makes me breakfast.
Hello strangers. Well I've had a pants week, but on the mend... at last. So I thought I'd take a time out and check in since the apocalypse didnt happen this morning at 11.11. Ah well...
Getting up early on a Sunday should be banned, I have two kids though that need to be manned, Niquita likes to get up early, Brynleys still in bed he's lazy, Watching cartoons snuggled warm on the...
#colour. When I got to have my own home. Wanted rainbow walls so I can freely roam. Needless to say everyone said I am crazy. But I thought they were just lazy. So had to bring it down a bit.
Well nearly three weeks since I returned to work and things are still ok...
It's ten to eight in the morning This busy working Monday The kids are still fast asleep in bed Why can't they do this on a Sunday.
My little princess seems to be wearing devil horns and sore cheeks She's had us under her reign of terror for well over a week...
So recently my poems have been depressing, About heartbreak and stuff that's distressing, So I'm going to cut the crap, And talk about happiness how about that.
Those who say that the world will end in 2012. YOU GUYS ARE WRONG. Anyways, in school we are learning about life in 2050 and I learned some intresting stuff, want to share with you.
ok so today i havent done anything apart from wrap a couple of presents for my boyfriend, its his birthday in the morning. not even sure if his gonna like what i got him. fingers crossed he does.
Number thirteen, Unlucky for some, But not for you or me; I met you at 13:13 On the number thirteen bus, Seat M, row thirteen, The fare was Exactly thirteen pounds, Duration; thirteen minutes, To the...
Hello lovely opuss people and bonjour to my many French fans My name is Gary and I'm a Scorpio My birthday is on 20th November I have 2 Beautifull children,Adam aged 10 and Abbie aged 7 Adam has...
They say the fun goes, After you're married. I say that's not right. Yesterday, they went bowling, Knock and knashing, Fixed our broken lights.
I have to admit That when kids are back to school I am the happiest of them all Might sound meany But two months chilling Gets to you at the end I love our time together with the beach and sun But...
This is my new story called When Poppy Met Peter. I hope you like it.
Bags. Packing. Leaving home. Box. Cardboard. All alone. Van. People. Drive away. Hugs. Crying. You can't stay. New. Different. Paint in jars. Brush. Paper. Glowing stars. Open. Arrange.
Your heart is pounding and you can't breathe, your palms are sweating, you have somewhere to be but you just can't get there...no this is not some corny horror you are in, this my friends is 'The...