Weather
Our weather. I sit here frustrated because of the weather. It's safe to say I m at the end of my tether. It's windy and wet and it's becoming a pain. My beautiful view it's obscured by rain.
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Our weather. I sit here frustrated because of the weather. It's safe to say I m at the end of my tether. It's windy and wet and it's becoming a pain. My beautiful view it's obscured by rain.
I m not a parent so to understand is hard for me Your children don t speak and you can t see That you can fall out with anyone you pick as a friend But your sibling s can Hurt you right til the...
I believe you can't plan your future until you've sorted out your past ......
A long time ago now I can remember working with my brother and father in our family business. The three of us were standing around the counter.
Time rules our life without a thought ,. If only the preciousness could be bought ,. without even knowing, it rules your being,. As it ticks on without you seeing.
Her childhood was simple and idyllic much of it spent walking through fields with an older man an allotment keeper who knew the land so well.
I wonder all the time I'm awake. When and where I'll ever get that break. To travel freely to where no man has been. To look in wonderment at what's never seen. I ll sit alone on a rock somewhere.
My friend. My friend doesn t even know what she has given me. Perhaps with these words I can ask her to see. In life you meet people who usually just take.
Travel As I sit and ponder my thoughts on this train I look out of the window and feel insane For what happen s out there as we pass by Who decided to live just there and why Is it the work country...
Help me I m new and technology weak. I wish in school I d been a geek. I only just Purchased a microwave. That's scary enough for me it's grave. So come on those who are opuss host.
My father. My father is full of life even though his years are old. I can listen for hours to stories he has told. Never bore of his company or of his spirit that he does share.
Caged. Trapped behind a window I stare at the sky. Wishing I was like a bird just stretch my wings and fly. Up above the chimney pots and old telegraph wire.
Living is not enough I need sunshine and freedom Fat face.
A working day As usual today I go off to work, Rarely do i get moment, At all to shirk Up and down ,round and about Turn left and right , I do shout Hour after hour it's all the same Passing the...