Lingering Memories In my youth, before my teens My fondest dream was Leave Home To sail the briny sea. I pictured landing on foreign shores Meeting new people Who spoke a language? Unlike ours. Explore their land See new things Eat their food And hear them sing. Coming of age I [...]
Drugs Instead Of Hugs
For me this is a work of fiction, but for many others, it is everyday life. Drug abuse has no redeeming value. All it does is destroy. I dream about a better day, And wish my fears would pass, And I could live in perfect peace, And then look back and laugh. Instead, I live [...]
A city boy’s dream of farm life
A city boy dreams of what life on a farm would be like. ย ย ย ย ย Wintertime on the farm was always looked forward to with great anticipation, because it meant less chores and more time for recreation. When the snow began falling, I felt a certain satisfaction, because it meant endless skiing [...]
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some days are empty no words will come rain hides the tears falling for you a heart out of control chaos knowing i shouldnโ€t be thinking of you knowing i canโ€t stop by:jorc709.wordpress.com Rating 3.00 out of 5
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