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StoryBuried Pride prettyrose412 years 11 months ago
StoryPoem for a Granddaughter Silver Spun Sand2412 years 11 months ago
StoryA glimpse of Paradise Parson Thru612 years 11 months ago
StoryThe Garden threeleafshamrock1412 years 11 months ago
StoryNice Day for It Silver Spun Sand3212 years 11 months ago
StoryMy Girl Friday (I.P.) Silver Spun Sand712 years 11 months ago
StoryGONE KizWiz912 years 11 months ago
Storylove, honor,obey widdicombe81812 years 11 months ago
StoryThe Desert Dawning mozzythefirefox812 years 11 months ago
StoryNot a Nibble shades112 years 11 months ago
StoryMountain Spirit skinner_jennifer1312 years 11 months ago
StoryPrayer Request from a Soul Shannan412 years 11 months ago
Story'Pie in the Sky' (I.P.) Silver Spun Sand1712 years 11 months ago
StorySeen From a Window Silver Spun Sand1412 years 11 months ago
Storyode to a dentist peterelbee212 years 11 months ago
StoryThe Dog with the Luminous Nose (I.P.) Silver Spun Sand1012 years 11 months ago
StoryDrop-dead Gorgeous Silver Spun Sand1612 years 11 months ago
StorySwing (Short Rhyme) well-wisher212 years 11 months ago
StoryWASPS onangelswings1111212 years 11 months ago
StoryI Wish to Linger Long skinner_jennifer1512 years 11 months ago
StoryTearing Down My Wall Of Anger Edenfalls712 years 11 months ago
Story'Hi, Son' Silver Spun Sand1012 years 12 months ago
StoryKnowingly catherine poarch312 years 12 months ago
StoryRustle of Spring Silver Spun Sand1512 years 12 months ago
StoryDay by Day Richard L. Prov...213 years 11 hours ago

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April

Suddenly the slow emergence comes rushing out in full abundance trickle of colour becomes a flood by rain and sun drawn out of mud –
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Dull-day Lamps

Daffodils are glowing though the sky is glowering. I’m glad that they don’t close …

The Road to the Cross …

… started in eternity In counsels eternal, the Godhead conferred – the Father, the Spirit, the Son, holy Word: creation was planned and its wardens...

Hedgehogs

Fat little snufflers searching through leaf litter …

Heart Window

Will you open your heart through your eyes? not just smile with your lips, with your eyes in eclipse. I don’t want to pry, your history spy, but if...

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