By: Paulette Kelly I got flowers today. It wasn't my birthday or any other special day. We had our first argument last night. He said a lot of cruel things that really hurt me. I know he was sorry and didn't mean the things he said. Because I got flowers today. I got flowers today.... Continue Reading →
An extension of the June Quote of the Month. Xiao Mei lives to see the dawn of the day. The hues of brisk yellow match her skin like Chardonnay. “Be a doctor or lawyer,” both of her parents say. “It’s not like artists make money anyway.” Michael is Michael because Mwenye was too hard to... Continue Reading →
Maybe it's because I'm autistic That I don't understand why we don't talk About all those things that make people go Shush Maybe it's because I think different That it makes even less sense That little girls don't know what's wrong with them Because of the grown men Maybe it's because I don't know the... Continue Reading →
Ode to a Nightingale - John Keats My heart aches, and a drowsy numbness pains My sense, as though of hemlock I had drunk, Or emptied some dull opiate to the drains One minute past, and Lethe-wards had sunk: 'Tis not through envy of thy happy lot, But being too happy in thine happiness,— ... Continue Reading →
If you can keep your head when all about you Are losing theirs and blaming it on you, If you can trust yourself when all men doubt you, But make allowance for their doubting too; If you can wait and not be tired by waiting, Or being lied about, don’t deal in... Continue Reading →
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A poem to share and analyse today by Ella Wheeler Wilcox: Solitude Laugh, and the world laughs with you; Weep, and you weep alone; For the sad old earth must borrow its mirth, But has trouble enough of its own. Sing, and the hills will answer; Sigh, it is lost on the... Continue Reading →