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The Dream
The following is a dream. In a small way I hope the ending comes true
My Mother, Sister, Brother and I check into a hotel room.
When we enter the room my Dad who passed away
almost five years ago is sitting on the bed.
We ask, "Daddy why are you here?" He says "I wanted to
see my family." We are overcome with emotion and hug
him. We are all talking at once.
...
Friday 21st November 2014 2:47 am
So Very Alone
My name is Susan and this is my story.
When I was nine years old my parents and I moved to a run down farmhouse. This house was in the middle of nowhere. We were miles from our nearest neighbor. This made me feel so very alone.
About a month later my Ghost made his first apperance. It was a windy night. I was ...
Thursday 18th July 2013 4:32 pm
In Times of Trouble
In times of trouble,
they need me.
In times of peace,
they can't stand me.
In times of trouble,
they say, "I love
you Mom."
In times of peace,
they would rather die
than admit this.
In times of trouble,
they come to me
for advice.
In times of peace
th...
Tuesday 7th February 2012 7:44 pm
He Didn't Care Too
On the day of her
death he didn't cry.
Everyone said,
"He doesn't care!"
On the day they
laid her to rest
he didn't cry.
Everyone said
"He never loved her!"
On the one month
anniversary of her
death he was
found lying next
to her grave.
An empty bottle of
...
Friday 23rd December 2011 6:08 pm
A Small Story about a Small Town
The small town had struggled to survive for years.
In it's heyday it had built a church. It even had an organ
whose pipes shown like silver. The organist pressed the pedals
as is she were making wine to be served as communion.
The church doubled as a school for a small group of students.
It even h...
Tuesday 8th November 2011 6:21 pm
The Price of Freedom-(extended version)
A ghostly image of a soldier
stood in the background,
as a mother with a babe in her
arms stood by a grave site.
She lowly whispered, "Father
this is your son. Son this is your
father. He gave his life so that
others might live."
Now she is alone, but she
will survive. She will raise
this child without the aid
of others. This child will
...
Tuesday 14th June 2011 3:41 pm
The Price of Freedom
A ghostly image of a soldier
stood in the background,
as a mother with a babe in her
arms stood by a grave site.
She lowly whispered, "Father
this is your son. Son this is your
father. He gave his life so that
others might live."
Sunday 12th June 2011 5:38 pm
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