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A Bedsit View Of Winter
. A Bedsit View Of Winter By Paul Mc Cann Outside the bedsit window the snow is lying thick and fair and a little robin red breast is perched on the...
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- 276 reads
Making Hay For New Years Day
. Making Hay For New Years Day By Paul McCann As the new year is drawing near and the old year's about to leave, If I remember what I forgot,I'll do...
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- 285 reads
Waiting For Her
. Waiting For Her By Paul McCann I’m waiting for her like a prisoner of time, in a room without a door, walking around in circles here, while she’s...
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- 668 reads
Fast
I’ll wonder after I walk away, Will I see her again today? Words fill my brain as I think Should I ask her for a drink? Is it too fast? Or far too...
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- 287 reads
The Ghost of Christmas Present(s)
I couldn't let Christmas pass without a Josiah and Archibald story. In this one,they both give and receive
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- 787 reads
The Focussed Day
Focus on love focus on giving focus on joy focus on feasting focus on family and friends and also those drifting – pity and compassion shelter and...
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- 2080 reads
Children At Play On Christmas Day
Children At Play On Christmas Day By Paul McCann It was Christmas day and off we went. on pogo sticks with our knees half bent ready to hop and off...
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- 365 reads
Wild Flowers In The Grout
. Wild Flowers In The Grout By Paul Mc Cann Around the rocks and in the cracks it flowers every year The wild birds must drop some seeds and new...
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- 310 reads
She Always Waked Away
. She Always Walked Away By Paul McCann I always saw her as she walked away , as if she knew where she had to go, then after a while , she would...
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- 280 reads