Local Girl MissingTwo days ago, a local teen girl went missing from Highland Home, Alabama. Her name is Alissia Freeman and she's 17 years old.
I've known her since she was a baby and she's one of my daughter's best friends. She's a 4-foot-11, 120-pound, white female with light brown/dark blonde hair and blue eyes. She was last seen wearing a long sleeve crimson colored Alabama shirt, blue jeans and black and white converse shoes.
Please re-post this and share with everyone. Anyone with information should contact the Crenshaw County Sheriff’s Office at (334) 335-6568.
The DifferenceTo the man with cruel intentions.
The man with the cold and callous heart.
The man with the twisted soul who left me alone and broken.
To the new man so sincere, honest, and kind.
The man who makes me smile, makes me laugh, makes me whole.
The man who somehow filled that emptiness,
inside my heart and inside my soul.
For Karma will wedge it's size 12 boot up the cold,
uncaring lover's arse till he chokes on leather.
And the caring man, who loves me so sincerely,
I pray God blesses all the days of his life.
For The Love Of SpringAt last, spring has come to strengthen our survival.
Yellow daffodils herald it's glorious arrival.
Tis no remnants of the darkened grays of winter's sadness.
For thou has grown weary of cabin fever's madness.
Vibrant colors springing forth from Mother Nature's womb.
For no longer dost she slumber in her ethereal tomb.
And I am truly gladden by the sun's warm rays.
For winter did tarry far too long, if I may say.
Surrounded by the sounds and sights of spring's rebirth.
My heart, knowing how much the wait was worth.
And as I bask in the setting sun's rays.
I beseech thee, spring...please, please stay.
Captured In TimeCapturing a moment in time
When passed, greatly missed
Life's little moments fleeting by
Precious like love's first kiss
Each moment we spend
With those we hold dear
Each one more precious than the last
Untainted by hatred or fear
And all that we can hope
Is that each moment last forever
No matter how quickly it passes
Hoping that love will endeavor
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