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As Comfortable As Old Slippers
Have you ever had a pair of slippers that have got really old but because they are just so comfortable, you don’t want to take them off?
Seed of Life
The seed of life breaks forth, With joy as it faces what comes, It doesn’t ask for anything more, Than the things that bring it life
Looking at me
You’re standing there looking at me, And yet I know you don’t really see me, You see the person you want to see, When you’re standing, looking at me
Someone Else
You really don’t know what it’s like, To stand in someone else’s place, Go through what they’re living with, And then come out the other side.
I love to see the beauty
I love to see the beauty, In all the world around me, The beauty of the rolling hill, Or the lapping of the water.
Why and what I write
I think I started writing before school or very close to it anyway. And once I started writing I just couldn’t stop! It was the other half to my reading.
Pantser or Discovery Writer or Planner
Well, you say, what on earth are you talking about? There are three different accepted words that are used for people who write fiction in different ways.
Flame of Service
The flame of hope within the heart, That the service that one give, Will be of benefit to all around them, And for future generations.
Poppies are so Bright
Poppies are so bright and colourful, Their deep red a joyous sight, They glimmer in the sunlight, And shine through the greyest day.
Colour and Senses
I was going to write to you about the colour russet brown because I find them such an intriguing combination of words.