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An Echo Of Love By Paul McCann Every child that cries turns a Mothers head and she tries to help anyway she can. Every woman’s pain is a word unsaid...

I told a lie that I had seen the worst of me and was comfortable. I have seen only part of me and am not comfortable. I am uneasy. I leave myself...

It calls to me as no other place ever has Oh I’ve been to mountainous landscapes and adorable valleys Charming small towns and open roads And they...

We’ll follow the path To the old tree swing Down by Roslyn pond Hand in hand Shy smiles Back and forth Our footprints On the worn dirt path Last only...

Putting on some clothes, I made my way to school.

THE CINDERELLA STORY 2 Written by: Johnbest Obialo (Desert writer) Genre: fiction. Disclaimer: Every word, name, place, and anything seen, read or...

Thursday 28 May 2020 I’m not going to blart on about lack of sleep for a hundred and three paragraphs because I’m boring myself now. But Max kept me...

My grandson, Flynn, was concerned that his two dogs, Packham and India, hadn't properly understood about the virus either in 'A Panda Called Mick' or 'The Walrus and the Aunteater' so he asked if this time I could make sure that they did. I must admit, I couldn't see much opportunity for humour in that context, but it turns out I was wrong ;-)

Chapter Thirty. I was meeting Danny at one and waited by the door so that I could get out fast. I saw him coming up the path. You couldn’t miss him;...