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About me - Wendy Lafond

I am a christian, a writer, a mother, and now a grandmother.
I have three wonderful, grown children.
My daughter is now raising her four children.
My oldest son is raising three.
My youngest son is enjoying being an uncle for now.
He wants to be more secure before

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Creative Writing > Poetry Poetry: Handle with care: 10 of 128
Born at only twenty-three weeks She was so small and frail All the tubes and monitors Made her skin look very pale I was so very frightened I prayed to God above Please save my baby girl You sent for me to love The Doctors seemed quit positive They said she was a fighter Her Daddy wrapped his arms round me I held on to him t... More..
Creative Writing > Short Stories Short stories: Moving on: 4 of 37
Moving On He was 16 years her junior. Blue eyes, chiseled features. And he made her feel alive! She had three almost grown children. Actually, just a few years younger than he. As a single mother, she had been working long hours to raise her children. No time left for a life of her own. With years of hard work and the toll o... More..
Creative Writing > Poetry Poetry: Out West: 10 of 79
I wish I could have gone out west Back when the cowboys rode When Indians were warriors And buffalo roamed free To ride beside a wagon train Would be the life for me Sleeping on the ground beside A warm and glowing fire Hunting for our supper Bathing in a crystal stream That would have been a wondrous time An adventure, it w... More..
Creative Writing > Poetry Poetry: Help wanted: 11 of 79
In the middle of the street, With a hand in her hair. He punches her face, Everyone just stares. Seems like nobody cares. The bruises and cuts Nobody wants to see, The fear she holds inside, The tears that he can't see. Fear, it only feeds him, Tears just give him strength. She silently pleads for help, Her lips too swollen ... More..
Creative Writing > Poetry Poetry: A day at the beach: 28 of 201
A Day at the Beach The screams of gulls circling off-shore The warm, wet sand between my toes This is the life of which I dreamed When in winter's chill I shivered Children running to and fro Boaters shouting as they leave What a day to catch a wave Or a picnic in the sun The beach has so much to offer Its almost like its ma... More..
Creative Writing > Drama Drama: Returning holiday gifts: 1 of 7
Scene 1: (Just inside the door of the local department store. Two women groan simultaneously as they walk up and realize that this is the end of the line to customer service and the after-Christmas returns.) WOMAN 1: Can you believe this line! I only have three things to return. It looks like some of these people have ten ti... More..
Creative Writing > Poetry Poetry: Ancient cities: 15 of 96
For years I had dreamed of making this trip, It was one of my obsessive desires. Every dime that I could get put away, Was aimed at me seeing those ancient spires. To wander among the crumbling walls, Following paths the disciples had trod, Was such a burning obsessive desire, My friends and my family thought it quite odd. I... More..
Creative Writing > Poetry Poetry: Parents: 14 of 70
There is a loving mother That I am honored just to know. A beautiful young woman With four children all in tow. She cooks for all of them And cleans and folds their clothes. Just ask her faithful fianc You can bet he surly knows! She is a home school mom Plus taking classes for herself. Putting selfish wants and needs At the... More..
Creative Writing > Memoirs Memoirs: My father: 44 of 143
When I was little, my father was my hero. We were inseparable the first twelve years of my life. I didn't realize that he had wanted a son. All I knew was that I was a tomboy and enjoyed very much not only the attention, but also the lessons he shared with me. So when I began to develop into a young woman I was very confused... More..
Creative Writing > Poetry Poetry: Cloudy skies: 53 of 164
My life was filled with cloudy skies My nights were filled with rain The sadness wrapped itself around me Then into my stormy life you came You turned my cloudy skies to blue And enveloped me in warm sunshine Spring came blossoming into my world When you said your love was mine But the clouds are back now that you're gone Wh... More..