: About Me

Just a woman who wants to enjoy life!

My passion is ...

COFFEE

I know too much about ...

NOTHING

My parents always told me ...

WEAR CLEAN UNDERWEAR

My childhood ambition ...

TO BE A ROCK STAR

My favorite memory ...

HAVING MY CHILDREN

Why I write ...

NO ONE WILL LISTEN WHEN I TALK

What I am reading/watching/listening to ...

GIANT FAN OF "SUPERNATURAL"........and "American Idol" go David Cook!........Rhianna and Daughtry fan.......

My first job ...

NURSNG HOME

My best moment ...

I HAVEN'T HAD IT YET!

My inspiration ...

MY FAMILY

Creative Writing > Poetry Poetry: Seeds

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Tiny seedlings planted many years ago, with love and nourishment they start to grow. Inching slowly from within, a new life starts to begin. As the years go by and these seeds are now trees of strength standing tall. A gust of wind beyond compare, can erase it all. And life is no longer as it had once been, the seed has died that lived within. A love that flourished for so long, is now a memory played out in a song. A broken heart aching with pain, this seed no longer remains. Like a forest in a hurricane, the tree of life is sawdust and grain. Taking away the life you've grown to know, an...

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