Poetry of Love and Life. Wishes and Dreams, Once More. On May 14, 2015. It sang songs, but not for me. Just how crazy had I been. I loved you until, my heart bled dry. Till the only sound within my head. Was the echoing madness,. It was you, not the sun. It was you, not the stars.

Asymp; Leave a comment. Many times you set it upon the dinner table,. Creamy white with red roses painted upon the corner,. Laden with food to nourish our bodies. Sometimes with fried chicken that came from the hens in the yard. Other times, bearing steak from one of the cows no longer in the pasture. After each meal, you diligently scrubbed with away the grease. Your weathered hands bearing evidence of years of hard farm labor,. Asymp; Leave a comment.

The thing about eating the Black and White cookie, Elaine, is you want to get some black and some white in each bite. Nothing mixes better than vanilla and chocolate And yet somehow racial harmony eludes us. If people would only look to the cookie all our problems would be solved. Spring Cleaning in the Kitchen. It seems silly to add them to a carrot cake, so I decided to turn something else into .

SOMETIMES WE FORGET JUST HOW LUCKY WE ARE. Talk about an emotional roller-coaster! You as four, rather than three together in mourning. Filed under Hope and Positivity.

Sorting through 40 years of memories, rebuilding myself one day at a time and learning to let life happen. Is this thing on? November 6, 2015. I need to come back after a lengthy hiatus. I need to quiet the demons who interrupt my attempt at rational thought; to shoo away the dust that seems to cloud my view of sanity. Things will be different this time. I have a different focus. Perhaps a more scattered view, but my soul craves the outlet, the virtual companionship.

And Then What Happened? Stories written by Wendy Just. Beth, your brother is here to see you. I could hear the voice gently letting me know that I had company. But I was too tired to even open my eyes. He bent to kiss my lips as he pushed the plunger on the syringe. The pain was excruciating as if my heart dropped out of my chest.

Colaboremos juntos a dar a conocer la cultura coreana al mundo. Originally posted on changmin angel. Yoseob din B2ST a băgat mâna la 220? July 31, 2013.