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Open windows bring inside

The sweet ambrosia of freshly cut grass

And the choruses of crickets and frogs

Sometimes this life can be so sweet

Twilight on a porch swing with a glass of tea

And a faithful dog laying by my side

And a soundtrack of kids playing down by the creek

Sometimes this life can be so sweet

Sunday supper and then relaxing

In a hammock strung between…

Do you remember what it was like to be little? To be under the ironclad rule of your parents will and thinking that the world would surely end before you got a chance to grow into having rights? I sure do. I recall very vividly the frustration of not being able to make my own choices and the unfairness of my Mothers rules and regulations.

I was often called an inconveniently precocious child. I asked questions constantly, questions like:

 “What is…

This semester is my arty semester, my last hurrah before Nursing classes take over my life! I am taking Drawing, Karate, First Aid, Psychology of Human Sexuality and Creative Writing! So in my creative writing class we are required to write a sonnet and a ballad. Here is my ballad and I would love some feedback, criticism, commentary, reviews are welcome! =)

No Truth In Advertising (A Ballad)

Hello domestic partner

(Since lover is not quite…

Today I am 39 years old. And I am so thankful for the grace of the universe allowing me to make it this far. The past two years have been trying and at time horrifying but surviving the adversity has been beautiful.

I won't get presents today because financially things are bad, but I have so many gifts around me that you just can't put in a box and they mean more to me than anything money can buy.

I have three beautiful, respectful and wise children who love me. I have amazing…