It’s me twelfth birthday.
Twelve seems no different
Than ten, eleven, or earlier.
The younger versions of me
Haven’t gone away.
They merely Cling to me
Like the last remaining
Droplets of liquid
After a container has
Been emptied.
Poetry, Prose and Paragraphs
Bits and Pieces
creativity is a gift, given sparingly, to be used wisely
Learning from readers!
Thoughts and Perspectives From the Mind of a Common Girl
Reflections on matters of faith and reason
Spiritual Formation and Inner Healing
Blog by Bishop Michael F. Olson
Writing that Teaches
Emotional musings
In happiness my words I lack, in grief they overflow.
For Caterpillars Seeking The Butterfly Within
Journey of Spirit and Healing Blog (the personal journey behind Michelle Adam's novel, Child of Duende)
meditations, tasteful and wasteful
As Always, More to Come
Recordings from 1950s and earlier, taken from various sources.
Jewish convert to Catholicism, celebrating my Catholic Faith and my Jewish heritage.
What a great simile!
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IT’s kind of based on my life too
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