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Irish Soup
Poems - Artwork - Short Stories - Diddies - Notes - Rambling
6-12-12
My brother, James, I miss the closeness we shared as kids, as teenagers. I know at times things were hard for all of us, but I only choose to remember the good things. That sideway look you would give me when I do something or said something dumb. I love you, brother.
The only way to do time without going crazy is to get yourself lost somewhere between a memory and dreams.
Linda, I've been writing to hear from you. Are you doing alright? The pictures?
All the things you think you're afraid of really come down to fear of yourself. Let go of that most basic of fears, and you'll discover the bravery, confidence, and the trust. Pema
How are you doing, Aunt Alice? Say hi to Ginny.
You are the one who fills my dreams.
I cannot force myself to write. The words of a story, a poem of love must flow for themselves. I can only hold the pen.
Everyone, take care. I'll try to do better next time. Today, I'm feeling down.
Put your name on all your originals so no one else can take credit for it.
I must write more next time. Just writing to see if anyone's out there.
Anxiety: my troubled and uneasy mind, causing worry.
Father's Day coming up? :(
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I need secretly
in the dead of night
not wanting anyone
to reading face
not wanting anyone
to see my fear
to see my tears
tears of fear
tears of joy
I read your letters
letters of confined love
my heart never slows
owning your love
scares me deeply
only not as much
as losing your love
scares me
it is dark here
in the dead of night.
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I love you .... Now you know who this is <giggle>