I sit by the window Sipping my chai The squirrels chatter on the tree outside The lazy clouds drift across the summer sky. A slight breeze brushes across my face Like a caress. Doris Day plays in the background, And my dog curled on my feet. No one else around. To one to cook for,…
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The age of big miracles is past No more does God part the sea. No more does he carry a mountain on his little finger No more does he raise people from the dead No more does he spring out of a pillar to save his devotee. There are no more miracles today. Or are…
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‘I’m Writing Bravely for the Write Tribe Festival of Words – March 2019 and today’s prompt is forgive“ Right from the time we were kids we were told to forgive and forget. If someone ate your tiffin, forgive and forget and shake hands. If someone made fun of you, forgive and forget and become friends…
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