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Creative Writing > Poetry Poetry: My dear mother

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She must have been the most beautiful womanI would have ever wanted to knowWith hands that tell her hardships withinWith eyes that reflect her innermost soulShe must have been an angel sent to earthOne who stumbled and broke her wingsShe must have tried to get up, to healBut the effort seemed to break her all the moreShe must... More..

Creative Writing > Poetry Poetry: Hurting

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I closed my eyes one night With tears flowing down my face They were warm to the touch But the warmth was not comforting In the darkness I felt cold Like being buried deep in snow Breathing was hard, constricted My heart was barely surviving But then an angel came All wrapped in white and gold He filled my heart with clarity ... More..

Creative Writing > Poetry Poetry: I still love him

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my songbird, please sing for metouch his heart and set him freewith your song, tell him i careremind him of the memories we used to sharedear songbird, please let him seehow much i want for us to beone in heart, in mind, in soul'tis his touch that could make me wholeand please, my songbird, tell him thiswith your gentle tune ... More..

Relationships & Family > Parents Learning to forgive your mother

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My biological mother left me and my father, who was then working in another country, when I was just a few months old. She visited an uncle and told him she couldn't take care of me anymore.. That she can no longer wait for my father to come back. I was left sitting on the living room rug, a turnip in hand, and all covered wi... More..

Creative Writing > Reflections Reflections: When love changes

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In a relationship, when should you really start saying to yourself that enough is enough? And when do you actually start doing something to set things right? People say that women have higher tolerance for relationships going astray. And they can forgive their supposedly better halves over and over and over and over again. Bu... More..

Creative Writing > Memoirs Memoirs: Remembering grandparents

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Daddy... That's how we call our grandfather. He passed away on the 4th of July, 1997. We had him cremated, and his ashes remained at home. It helped us cope with the loss because we knew that although we cannot see or talk to him, he was there. And that gave us comfort. But last July 9, 2005, after much discussion by the enti... More..

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