ObsoleteObsoleteObsolete3 years ago in Emotional
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An ancient one rests on a park bench
Surveying a world he once felt a part of through cataract-clouded eyes.
An octogenarian whose memories of yesteryear
Are clearer than yesterday, or even yester moment.
Isolated by his own failing senses
His ears, dull in hearing the children's laughter in play.
Wistfully, wondering what he is missing
His eyes dim in perceiving the beauty of the day.
Lovers embrace, holding hands nearby
Caught up in the blossoming springtime passion of their lives.
He remembers the sweetness of love in his day
But for him it is winter, the leaf of love, long fallen, leaving the tree barren.
A stunning beauty jogs past his place on that bench
She does not give him even a casual glance.
There was a time, he recalls, a time so long ago it seems
When his appraisement would have earned an appreciative smile.
Oh, those days when he was considered handsome,
Not only by mother and wife, he smiles
The smile fades. He expected his mother must leave hi
Undying Testimony "Here you go, Serena."Undying Testimony3 years ago in Short Stories
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She gasped out loud, hands cupping her mouth. "What
Oh my God, this is beautiful!" She took the basket, which was filled with 1,000 paper cranes made exquisitely by me. My smile was widening to see the radiant smile on her face.
"So, you like it?" I asked like an idiot, when I knew full well that she clearly liked it.
The brunette giggled bashfully. "Oh you silly boy. I love it!" Without warning, she pounced on me with one of her hug attacks. I cringed as I was about to fall on my bum, but my feet stood firmly on the ground. My face was beginning to feel hot, and my eyes were round as saucer plates.
I could feel her smiling even when I couldn't see her. Chuckling boyishly, I wrapped my arms around her waist and swayed our bodies left and right. "Those paper cranes resembles trust, loyalty, and foremost of all, our undying love to each other."
Growing VioletteLettie was nervous as she dressed. It was the first time she'd seen Kurt since the shrinking incident, and she wasn't sure how this was going to go. Still, he'd called her and invited her to come over to his house. That was a good sign.Growing Violette3 years ago in Short Stories
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In fact, Lettie had been in contact with virtually no one from her school while she was being home-schooled. The home-schooling was a functional necessity because of the shrinking incident. The only people she'd seen regularly had been her best friend, Cat, and her brother, Ty.
Mom checked in. "Oversized clothes? Really?" she said. "I'd have thought you'd go the other way, under the circumstances. I mean, the brown sweater and off-white skirt are nice, but so
"It's a cool day, and I've got some clothes to deal with any shrinkage stashed underneath these things, Mom," Lettie said. It suddenly struck her as odd how casually she said that. &