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I live In the Maritimes in Canada. I love writing and have always found my greatest comfort,sitting outside with clouds rolling over me,and my pen and paper in hand.During the times I am not writing, you will find me in my kitchen, cooking or baking. My simple

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Creative Writing > Poetry Poetry: My one and only love: 4 of 212
I'd pick a thousand flowers for youEveryday we're together, thats what I'd doTo share your beauty,and share your styleThen I'd stand back and stare for awhileYour beauty exceeds my every desireI'm blessed to be along side youMy passion for you is on fireThe day we were wed was my dream come trueOur first child was born, along... More..
Creative Writing > Memoirs Testimonies: What I learned from my child: 3 of 35
My fifth son was alway late getting to school. No matter how early I woke him or how much I had prepared for him. I would have his breakfast made, his clothes laid out, Shoes and coat by the door and school book bag loaded with his books and lunch. None of this sped up the process. My older children would be ready by the doo... More..
Creative Writing > Poetry Poetry: Drug addiction: 66 of 303
When I heard you take your first breathI knew you were meant to be hereI watched you grow to a fine young manYour endless smile, a joy to shareNow I watch your smile fadingYour body shaking and growing thinYour big blue eyes gone blackThe pain on your face,the pain withinI see the razor blade and pills on your nightstandThe p... More..
Creative Writing > Poetry Poetry: Love between a mother and daughter: 40 of 176
My heart breaks as she says her good byesTears well up in both of our eyesMy baby girl, ready to move on her ownMy wish for her, is to stay homeShe says, "Mom, I'll miss you while I am away"I reply through my tears, "I wish you could stay"But here's how you can sleep through the night,When you sad and you're lonely and I'm ou... More..
Food & Drink > Cooking (Other) Is salad dressing always fattening?: 4 of 17
Considering the wide varity of choices we have on our menus today, do we really have to worry about salad dressing being fattening? However, that is something that we do concern ourselves with. Lets make a days grocery supply list together.Breakfast:2 soft boiled eggs 3 strips of bacon 2 slices whole wheat toast butter & stra... More..
Creative Writing > Poetry Poetry: Complaining: 2 of 7
Tell me your woes and I'll tell you mine,Be sure to make coffee, for this will take time,I am here for you and you for meWhen we are done , we are sure to be free.Complain about all, your doubts, fears, and pain.If need be, repeat your complaints againI think when your done, and I begin mine,You may realize that actually, you... More..
Creative Writing > Poetry Poetry: Homeless: 45 of 152
It's dark and cold on this park benchNewspapers blow with the howling windI pull my tattered coat close to my neckI wonder when this pain will endHow did I get where I am todayHow long will this cold,empty feeling stayI remember a time, that the sun did shineThere was also a time, I lived without wineNevermind, it's time I mu... More..
Personal Finance > Smart Spending Save on groceries: 41 of 107
There are many ways to save money while you are grocery shopping. Whether you are shopping for one, or an entire family. Your saving starts before you leave your door. Make a list. Consider how many meals you must make before your next trip to the grocey market. Average how many friuts and snack foods you require. Allow a lit... More..
Parenting & Pregnancy > Parenting Styles (Other) The joy of being a stay-at-home mother: 9 of 19
It is with the greatest pleasure I answer the question,"What do you do for a living?".My reply is always,"I have the most rewarding job in the whole word, I am a stay home mother." I have heard many people over the years say things like, how do you do it, or do you ever get out. Of course I get out. I have raised seven of the... More..
Creative Writing > Poetry Poetry: When we're apart: 4 of 8
My breath sounds like a hurricane, panic inside me, heavy on my chest.I dial your number , no one answers. Feel like I'm wearing a thousand pounds on my vest.Leaving you was the worst thing I have had to do.When we are apart, Oh how I miss you.My breath slows down to a soft groan, The panic eases as I log into my facebook.Sur... More..