Mwanadongo - child of the earth

She has not come again today This is the seventh day The little ones miss her most 9 years old and she teaches us how to say their names Abidemi...Tumaini...Nyambura Some we just call Baba

Pedigree Crush with a Twist of Passion Chapter four

The Sunday Curse

The Celts are used to it! (IP)

When you’re used to the wet, you don’t tend to let it stop you much, just put on your mack, and wellies, and pack your things in a plastic bag, or sack,

Memories are made of this

Her emotions were mixed with the gruel of life as her mum's soggy fruit cake had been!
Cherry

Scrap CH TWO part three

CH TWO 3

Let there be another world

I left home years ago, took a ferry south from Dover to Calais, ended up in Paris doing some thinking and some writing. The warmer weather suited me well. I could let dry my sweater,
Cherry

Friends

Friends...

Fledgling

Alight here, sweet neophyte, and lay my heady heart to rest! For though it is hard to hear, the patter of your tenderness; I vow to never dare a push or break, or force a nasty thrust,
Cherry

THE MOTHER SCATTERING – MALVERN HILLS

On a painful anniversary of my mum's death....

European Commentary.

What choice have we got??

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