July, I started getting up early to write in the mornings. I've been sacrificing my rest because, well, I couldn't sleep.
Awake before the summer sun thoughts pervade my mind
I cried out in pain That's when I knew
Singing sweetly of surrender, Love, whole, soft and tender.
Stagnant, stuck in an endless loop we dance in circles.
My heart aches...
On the lap papers shake...
The moment it happened, I felt your eyes on mine
I love Canada, and yet... we have so far to go.
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The constant buzz, sometimes louder as it flies by
3. Life is short. 4. A picture is worth a thousand words but a single caption can skew perspective and incite passion. Things are taken out of context and made the current issue.
Dad He used to shine my shoes, said it was his military training, couldn’t abide the scuff marks. He used to offer mom broccoli, as a bouquet, every time they bought groceries. He would go for veggie burgers with a friend, though he wasn’t a vegetarian. He made sure we were all equal, treating everyone …
Rules and codes were meant to be inclusive
Have you thought about my proposal? … read on ...