A few gems from Mother Teresa

A few gems from Mother Teresa P K Routray “We ourselves feel what we are doing, is a drop in the ocean, But the ocean will be less because of that drop, be certain.”

Outwards

My name, I am getting used to the concept of a name, is Alex, from the first two letters of my identification number LX80.

nightfall over Whitby

nightfall over Whitby night strung in shining jet, the outline of extinguished boats glimmering, in the moment, where the tide, graceful necked and headless, pours out into the more.

Nothing to Say

To my silent critics. I love sucking at life writing friends! Pen it to paper as always.
Cherry

The refugge

You view my form, with looks of caring We survivors make it, by daring. We mothers scavenge to feed our brood The soldiers take away the food

To Mary

To Mary My family that I thought was small Wasn’t really small at all For years we met twice a year

Missing love

Missing love P K Routray On the earth the most terrible poverty to-day as being observed is loneliness and the feeling of being unwanted and unloved.
Cherry

The Case of the Missing Unicorn

The Inspector calls in for a refreshment on his way home from work and tells his troubles to a Siamese cat...
Cherry

White Phantom: Chapter Twenty Two

The beginning of the paper trail

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