Biography

I'm a novice in sharing, I've destroyed my collection and now write for therapy, my first online share on here and one other site ?

Samples

When we Drew Lines The line in the sand which we drew in my bed, do you recall how we drew them, the things that we said? Was it just hot air to keep my balloon afloat, rambling and kidding before grabbing your coat and dropping an anchor to try sink my boat before disembarking? The line, those words, full of promise and hope anchored me in a storm, my heart crashing on the rocks of harsh disappointment, trapped and abandoned. Oh but for my resilient, stubborn soul, which refuses to be tied down and stay in the harbour waiting for another voyage to abound. I am as tall and proud as The Royal Clipper and with every strength I will raise my sails and use the storm to draw new lines which you can see where it dragged that anchor back out to sea, I am free, no longer your nonentity, I am woman and deserve more you see. Good luck on your journey, watch out for the storms, always look for the lighthouse, it has saved me. Copy Wright Jacqueline OHara

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