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I'm a single mom with two wonderful boys. I love to write and share my dreams with others. i enjoy spending time quality time with my family and friends. They are the most important things in my life. I also enjoy working with school aged children. I Try

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Creative Writing > Poetry Poetry: Inside my purse: 14 of 106

In my Purse In my purse, you will find Candy and gum, of many different kind For the little children, I come across Butterscotch, peppermint, Ice, or Frost Dig a little deeper, and you will see My hidden world, happy and free Places for all, and everything in it's place Right down, to a little strip of lace Pencils or pens, ...
Creative Writing > Songs Songs: Growing up: 1 of 6

Daddy's Little Girl Seems like only yesterday, I held you in my arms My beautiful baby girl, you had your mother's charms My heart just melted, when you first smiled at me Then came those little steps, trying to find your feet. With piggyback rides and pig tails flying in the wind Pinky swears, or daddy lets just pretend It ...
Creative Writing > Poetry Poetry: The life we leave behind: 10 of 48

The Wooden Box Today I packed away a part of my soul As the tears once more begin to unfold Of yesterday's memories, stolen form Surrounds me like a magnetic storm Images of a life that could not be Forced me once again, to set you free With bits and pieces my soul Now slowly dying out out of control For nothing is left to h...
Creative Writing > Poetry Poetry: In the meadow: 29 of 66

Poerty: Out In The Meadow Out in the Meadow with the wind in my hair On my way to the little county fair Neon lights stretching from end to end You can see the ferris wheel from around the bend As the roller coaster roars through the night And children screaming from the haunted house in fright With the lingering smell of po...
Creative Writing > Poetry Poetry: The field of life: 8 of 18

Haunted Walls The music that once fed my soul Is now a story that goes untold As haunting images fill these walls Unforeseen dreams were made to fall Visions of happiness linger blissfully there Encountering painful memories everywhere Sounds of laughter echoing through Reminding me of a life I shared with you To this day yo...
Creative Writing > Short Stories Short stories: Sports: 9 of 19

The Last Game The score was tied five to five in the bottom of the seventh inning, bases loaded, two outs. Cody was up at bat for the Rangers. He slowly stepped up to the plate. He was nervous as he stepped back to take a couple practice swings. He wasn't the best player on the team, and he had a lot of pressure building up ...
Creative Writing > Memoirs Memoirs: True dog hero stories: 41 of 85

My Little Bandit My little Bandit was a small breed dog. He was a mixture of just about everything possible, Basset, Beagle, Miniature Pincher, just to name a few. I decided to get him for my oldest son shortly after my youngest son was born. I didn't want Cody to feel left out with the new baby receiving a lot of gifts. So ...
Creative Writing > Memoirs Memoirs: Little league golden moments: 1 of 1

Bug's on the Field My little Hunter always loved to play ball. When he was five, he finally received his first chance at being part of the team. He had been fascinated with baseball from the time he turned two. And always watching it on the television while other toddlers his age were playing with toys or watching cartoons. ...
Creative Writing > Poetry Poetry: Secret love: 105 of 185

Day Dreams Wonderful days are just around the bend, for secret lovers of daytime friends. With smiling faces whenever they meet, trying very hard to keep their feelings discreet. And drifting off to imaginary places, with their hearts longing for the other's embrace. Hoping that no one will ever know how they feel, Sneaking ...
Parenting & Pregnancy > Parenthood Raising boys as a single mom: 4 of 7

The Three Musketeer's By Lynn Connell As a single mom now of six years, raising two boys has been tough. But most importantly, it has brought us closer together than we were before. I never imaged that a mother and her sons could ever be as close as we are now. This has been an eye-opening experience for me. My oldest is 16 ...