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My stories

At Long Last

I was inspired by Onemorething and the piece he/she wrote. I always loved to walk the empty corridors after we had dismissed the children.
Cherry

Rediscovering Living

The first day of the school holidays when teachers and parents swap frowns and smiles. I have been on both sides and I say " let them both rest" My lot now and parents in September....

Can You Direct Me To Memory Lane?

Can You Direct Me To Memory Lane? On shifting sands An old man stands. Faded glitter of wealth Supplanted with fears for health. As each breath is...

Hero Or Zero (2)

Written during a bout of insomnia this is a sequel to my first offering that hopefully expands some of my thinking. The picture was taken during a charity walk.........have I always been a hero...no.

Hero or Zero?

I tried to get inside my own head...what IS a hero really?

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