Rhiannonw

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My stories

A Big Idea (IP)

It had its inception in self-deception, but self-conceit wouldn’t concede defeat, mistake, from assumptions fake. Shame feared to admit, the heart...

Why did he say … he is the Good Shepherd? (4)

He’d lay down his life for his sheep. They know he will save them, in safety keep; they know his voice, and heed, so aware of his love and power to...
Cherry

on the headland, September 4

Spongy turf, bright, glowing gorse and heather – carpeting quilt of gold and red [prickly feather bed], with a sprinkling of harebells quivering,...

A Dad’s work is never done …! (IP)

Come the rain, son, I’ll mend your train, come the rain, Ma, I’ll try again to fix those shelves, and mend that hole, find a place to store your...

Operation Sat-Nav

My SatNav sends its message out to satellites in the sky, and they can tell, without a doubt, its source, as overhead they fly. They then ‘speak’...

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