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StoryAlways Jesus mcscraic210 years 7 months ago
StoryBetty and Bruce Come to Visit (or what makes Americans Ugly) jeand410 years 7 months ago
StoryA tick in time (Revision) (Poetry Monthly) Rhiannonw410 years 7 months ago
StoryLetter from Burma Epilogue jeand910 years 7 months ago
StoryA tick in time (Poetry Monthly) Rhiannonw1110 years 7 months ago
StoryLetter from Burma 21 jeand2010 years 7 months ago
StoryWanna - (poetry monthly) Bee2110 years 7 months ago
StoryHe Pressed On, Though Knowing Rhiannonw410 years 7 months ago
StoryMan of Iron skinner_jennifer1110 years 7 months ago
StoryNew Beginnings (IP) Silver Spun Sand1010 years 7 months ago
StorySakura Sunday Haiku Set seannelson110 years 7 months ago
StoryLetter from Burma 23 jeand1110 years 7 months ago
StoryPalm Sunday (1) Rhiannonw210 years 7 months ago
StoryThe Tenth Circle of Hell Silver Spun Sand810 years 7 months ago
StoryEnsnared Rhiannonw1510 years 7 months ago
StoryA busy mozzie’s buzz Rhiannonw1410 years 7 months ago
StoryBEND A LITTLE moonphish210 years 7 months ago
StoryBecause of Calvary Rhiannonw610 years 7 months ago
Story'All That Jazz' Silver Spun Sand1010 years 7 months ago
StoryStott Hall Farm Ed Crane1010 years 7 months ago
StoryCHANGE IN THE WEATHER moonphish710 years 7 months ago
StorySunlight like smiles hilary west410 years 7 months ago
StoryLetter from Burma 22 jeand1110 years 7 months ago
StoryNuthoused EB1610 years 7 months ago
StoryLetter from Burma 20 jeand810 years 7 months ago

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Dear Dad … 3)

(For the third of these letters, I had been working on trying to explain some of the moral pressures and changes of 50 years on, but not an easy topic, but, prompted by the current IP, I thought I should persevere.)
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He is God, and loves me!

[Continuing the hymn-for-Sundays series] God himself who formed the stars loves me, truly loves me! Sent his Son, his dear Son bearing scorn to save me! Melts my heart and fires my soul …

Isn’t it amazing what a cup of tea can do?

Birds brighten, and so does my brain … : morning chorus?
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Tiny Water Footprints

‘Why is there water on the kitchen floor?’ We look through the dining room door and see tiny footprints wet, in a row crossing the the vinyl, glint...

Searching – Finding?

[Continuing the hymn-for-Sundays series] Ideas strange some may devise … History gives record clear … Each of us can seek and find …

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