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+ more bio informationA life lived in strife, and little glory.Now's the time to tell this story.This little girl lost her mother; (to the c-word, cancer), well:The girl moved once more; in with grandmother.Took some time to pull it together, decided to put it behind her, don't let it fret her.Went to school, almost every day, only sickness could ... More..
Poetry: Wants and needsWants and needs, needs and wants.Give me, please, I need, need, need.My grandson says, and thank you,Don't mention it.I need, I need, I need,New clothes, Daddy, I need,Although the week before,The closet was full because of greed.The wife says,"Buy me a new car",Not because of need.The color,red, was wa... More..
Short Stories: Love of petsPets I LovedLooking out my kitchen window one day, I was amazed to see a tiny white dog in my neighbor's yard. This tiny white dog was just a bit taller than the grass. The grass wasn't very tall.The neighbor was a young woman, not too far from my age at the time. On her next visit to my house she t... More..
The Old West: the place to beRemember the old west, toward where the sun sets?Remember the guns, the cowboys and Stets?Go west young man, some people were told,Gee, were they right, or could they get old?Go get your fortune, the gold's in the hills,Girls of poor backgrounds, cheaply gave thrills.West they did go, left mothers... More..
Little Girls Should Not Play by Railroad TracksIt was terrifying for me, playing down by the railroad tracks, far from home. This is how I developed this story. Terror was in my heart, as I ran home.This is a story about three little girls playing down by the railroad track. In the third grade, I was the new girl in school. T... More..
I'll be fine,without you with me.Searching, longing, hope you miss me.Kids, grandchildren, all are willing,Helping make my life fulfilling.Cherish time we spent together.Now we talk about the weather.I'll be fine, without you with me,but, Darling, Dearest,come make it better. More..
Come my Sweet, let me ease your pain.Let me speak softly, and rub the pain away.Let me ease your pain, rubbing all the while.Let me erase the pain, smiling all the while.Come my darling, and ease my pain.Speak softly to me, and rub the pain away.Rubbing all the while, come and ease my pain.Smiling at me sweetly, love, come er... More..
Some seem to think unicorns are only white, and lovely!What about the browns, and others,Hiding in a covey?Peeking out without a sound, Quietly mocking us from a mound.Hiding away for centuries, Caring for their little ones.I'm sure I saw one the other day, Playing in a field of hay!And to his left I saw an elf,On to the righ... More..
Poetry: DeathDeath came calling; too soon for this girl,Only 17, already lost to this world.Only 17, just facing this world.The fun she was having; the friends that were hers,The smile on her face, now only a blur. She met up with bad, bad drugs,They overtook her. Out just for fun, not having the knowledge,The drugs overwhelm... More..
Lack of Sanity: not being sane. A person or persons lacking "all their marbles, so to speak." That's me being qualified by my one semester of psychology, many moons ago. Can you give the name of just one person that is actually sane? Considering all the events going around globally ( you know, all around the world), are even ... More..
Betty Jo Petty
Russellville, Arkansas US
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