God works through people. This is a peom dedicated to God, for my gratitude in being given another chance.
God works through people. This is a peom dedicated to God, for my gratitude in being given another chance.
It was a most remarkable time in our lives. Surreal even.
A tale of despair and recovery.
As his health declined, Henri Matisse devised
a new way of making art using scissors, painted
paper, cutting and pasting shapes onto canvas.
The Snail is probably his best-known cut-out.
I stood in my new room, it was dark, cold and depressing.Sparsely furnished with my single bed, my old toy box and a dark wooden wardrobe, this wasn't the new start I had been imagining.
In 1987,when I was 8 years old, my Mother gave birth to His daughter, my sister & several months later went on to marry Him.
With the ongoing mental torture of seeing my Mother being beaten so badly and having to cope alone, I was quiet and withdrawn at school and had no real friends to confide in.
I guess the neighbors must have heard the racket because before I could do anything my uncle, my Mother's brother,came and dragged the man who had been beating her from off her and swiftly thumped him
Over and over I listened to her screams for help but was unable to offer any assistance, instead I sat and cried, hands over my ears, waiting for someone, anyone, to come and rescue her.
The shimmering lights bob to and fro
On the silky moonlit sea,
Oh what a sight to watch the skiffs,
With them I’d love to be.
Alas I only can look out
From my home along the shore
some guys is a fool, the poem
'Coming ready or not!’ she’d yell.
You used to say she was a cheat
for going too fast.
The reason why Roy was so popular!
The hunt for medical treatment continues.
Aunt Bessie -
What a Jessie!
Project about my father’s 1945 letter given to me a while after his death,– an ordinary young soldier’s war-time wanderings, and occupations from late 1941.
You showed up at my front-door;
thrust a bunch of chrysanths at me.