Starbursts
A star-studded countertop. Bright and cheery clutched in the grip of the deft fingers of my neighbor, a party of daffodils entered our nest and roused one of us, the tiniest one, to burst outdoors to collect a few more … Continue reading
A star-studded countertop. Bright and cheery clutched in the grip of the deft fingers of my neighbor, a party of daffodils entered our nest and roused one of us, the tiniest one, to burst outdoors to collect a few more … Continue reading
laughing all the way. I collapsed before I could reach the end, meanwhile girlfriend can swing back and forth with ease three times over in a flash without even a gasp…she’s super girl! At least I enjoyed the serenading all … Continue reading
I wrote about this my first year in college. I have the original on a floppy disk, remember those? However, no device to plug it into to retrieve my writings from back in the day. Whatever I wrote, had my … Continue reading
Don’t Miss Out All this petty worry,fallen understandably into the nadir.Trapped in the fear of feeling something fully.No doubt circumstance of the day,have a lot to say where we are this era.Time not to fret; you are protected.Wake from the … Continue reading
Feeling this resplendent soul. She is bold, beautiful and magically wild, the way we were meant to be. Check out the rest of her lyrics and enjoy bebopping to her electrifying vibe. “There’s a war (there’s a war) The kingdom’s … Continue reading
We do not sit in darkness to find what we know, but rather to find what we do not know. – Jane Slade
Red has doffed her winter look within days after hailing it. But will I spring about carefree without mine from now on?
Their only goal: having a blast. Okay sometimes it’s about who is the strongest but in the end, there is always laughter with these two. Currently among her circle of pals, she is the only girl. The companionship between whomever … Continue reading
I had a caption for this. It was crafty. I thought to myself, I ought to write it down. I didn’t. I forgot what the small voice whispered to me. But my vibrant artist has sketched a few of these. … Continue reading
How is it my micro girl, a lengthy way in reaching her double digits, has more upper strength than me? I can’t complete this trapeze course and yet she swings back and forth with ease and doesn’t want to desert … Continue reading