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 Aug 2018 PraCtical
Amanda
Tell me about the day I was born
Was it raining or sunny
On this mid-summer morn
Did I cry and whimper
In this world that was new
Or did I reach for the embrace
In the warm smell of you

Tell me about my childhood
Did we laugh and play games?
Was I a bad child, or good?
Did I go to school to learn my sums?
Do my chores and homework each day
When I fell, was it to you that I ran
To kiss the hurt away

Tell me about when I was grown
Did you shed a tear, or two?
When I left the family home
And did you reach out to catch me?
As I stumbled through this adult life
Learning about responsibility to earn enough
To support my new family, husband and wife

Now let me tell you my story
Memories start from when I was young
Of being loved and protected
In arms that were strong
Encouraged to be, who I wanted to be
Every step guided, with a nod and a smile
So I hope i have lived a life, to make you proud of me

For my Mum
 Aug 2018 PraCtical
Amanda
Socks
 Aug 2018 PraCtical
Amanda
Life is
A bag of choices
As changeable as socks
You can’t **** up the holes
Stop the mistakes
As they slip through
See them pass on to someone
New. Who’s life is
A bag of choices
As changeable as socks
 Aug 2018 PraCtical
JL Smith
Present
 Aug 2018 PraCtical
JL Smith
Stop, dear girl
Savor this moment
The world spins fast enough
Don't forget the present
Before it's stolen

© JL Smith
 Aug 2018 PraCtical
cecilia
today is your day to
dance lightly with life,
sing wild songs of adventure
soar your spirit
unfurl your joy
enjoy life
 Aug 2018 PraCtical
cecilia
why
 Aug 2018 PraCtical
cecilia
why
we're so distracted
by how things end, we
usually forget how
beautiful the beginning
 Aug 2018 PraCtical
cecilia
the person you
love the most,
will hurt the most
 Aug 2018 PraCtical
Harley Hucof
She leans closer to me
Kisses me and whisper in my ear

" Stop! Surrender!
  We are one, remember ? "

I smile and look her in the eyes
As i feel our bodies merging to the other side.

Words Of Harfouchism.
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