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StoryVanilla, a Choice of Season Richard L. Prov...414 years 11 months ago
StorySunday sorrow Mummy Penguin714 years 11 months ago
StoryEarly in the Year. Luly Whisper615 years 1 week ago
StoryNature's Songs L G Meadows615 years 2 weeks ago
StoryAttempts at Haiku. ScoZen1815 years 3 weeks ago
StoryDisasters Rhiannonw215 years 1 month ago

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My stories

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People Smugglers

‘Can you take me away from the bombs and mess? And can you be trusted? – unlikely, I guess. ‘How much must I pay you? It’s all that I own. Dare I pay...

Pure Heart (Calon Lân)

This is based on the Welsh hymn (‘Calon Lân’ by Mr Daniel James) often sung at Rugby Internationals. Do they think of the meaning of the words?? Do...
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“The joy of an Indian summer*”

– an unexpected extension of life and love in season of wilting … a sudden sign … diagnosis clear … ‘expect quick decline … the passing is near’ …...

Love Unsparing

[Continuing the idea of one of my old hymns on Sundays :] … a treasure rare, true concern by those who care, thoughtful, willing, generous, wise; powered by grace that God supplies …
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Tell-tale Tit!

'A little bird told me …’ … for secrets may come out whenever.

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