Tag Archives: memories

Come next week — sudiecrouch

Posted on December 26, 2018 by

Please enjoy this positive, uplifting message from my new friend over at sudicrouch.  ❤ There is something peaceful about reflecting on the year as we ready ourselves for the next one. It’s a time, at least for me, to look … Continue reading →

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Inspiration

Posted on June 8, 2018 by

My posting here has been sporadic lately.  I’ve written a few good pieces and think that my writing continues to improve.  But there are certainly days when inspiration is lacking. Writing, for the most part, has simply been me sitting … Continue reading →

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Good Intentions

Posted on May 31, 2018 by

Memories overflow Pooling like Black ink In the corners. Yesterday’s pain Echoes Today’s regrets. Paths taken Choices made. Intentions Give little Solace to Damages done. Copyright © Penny Wilson

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Seasons

Posted on May 16, 2018 by

*Some people come into our lives for a reason, some only for a season. You came into my life in the Spring. A New Beginning as we explored each other. Love bloomed. Summer found us in the heat.  Our love … Continue reading →

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A Talk With Mom

Posted on May 13, 2018 by

Hi Mom.  Happy Mother’s Day.  I miss you.  This is a pretty setting.  I’m glad you have a place away from the road. I wish that I could talk to you.  There are so many things I would share with you! … Continue reading →

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Easter Memories

Posted on April 1, 2018 by

Happy Easter! I don’t have a lot of childhood memories of Easter.  Growing up and going to church was hit and miss for me. My memories of Easter as a kid consisted of a few egg hunts, but mostly I … Continue reading →

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Miss Stiff

Posted on March 28, 2018 by

I was trying to think back to when the first real spark for writing happened to me.  In my teens, I would write those, love-sick, heart-wrenching poems to that boy that would never read it.  I never wanted anyone to … Continue reading →

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