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StoryWalk In The Light joyce_warden012 years 7 months ago
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StoryTSUNAMI'S DAY OF DESTRUCTION joyce_warden012 years 7 months ago
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My stories

Read Me A Bedtime Story Mum

Warren looked at the clock on his bedroom wall. Mum, who was sitting on his bed said: "It is 8 0' clock now. And time for any five-year-old to be sleeping. Warren yawned and muttered, "Yes Mum. Please read me a bedtime story, 'cos I hate saying prayers.

A Woman of Substance

A Woman Of Substance It's not beauty in the face of the woman you see, for she's not extra pretty, she doesn't appear to be brilliant, but she is certainly resilient.

CHANGING TIMES

When the air is fragranced with spring freshness, And brown branches sprout new shiny green leaves, When every breeze brings hope of new life, And morning birdsong infiltrates the trees. Springs of joy flow through the heart.

THE TWO FACES OF WINTER

Winter reigned haughtily and cold, Her hissing breath blew away Summer's blazing hot gold. Dark brown dregs of autumn leaves, Trembled in her icy breeze. Evergreen trees that looked so cool,

ALARMED

I rested my mind with the silence of the midnight hour. When sleep arrived, I was quite ready for my cosmic drift. I floated along in tranquillity, like a celestial body. Relaxed by ethereal breezes

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