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Will I Find You In Grandby?

Will I Find You In Grandby? Will I find you in Grandby? If I join my breath in carefree abandon, merge with the wind and let it carry my spirit across land and water, silent breath across the grasses, bowing at our passage. Will I find you in Grandby? Are you there, waiting for me to join hands with you, riding wild spirit horses ...

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Spring 2010 Writing Contest Winners

Spring 2010 Writing Contest As Spring folds into Summer, we would like to announce and congratulate the winners of our Spring Writing Contest for 2010. We received great submissions from everyone this season and all are worth enjoying. Yet again, it's tough narrowing the entries down to three ...

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She Wears Pretty Shoes

She Wears Pretty Shoes She wears pretty shoes and designer jewelry, and smiles when I compliment her on them. I always wear yellow and I smile when she says yellow is the color of hope. Over the past year and a half she has always been up front with the diagnosis. “You, Lynda, have colorectal cancer, level 4, and you are ...

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Snowflakes

Snowflakes I feel the white whispers rub against my face-each like a whisper of someone you never knew. Telling me their stories one by one-each rushing at me through the wind, trying to give me their story first. Their triumphs. Their failures, they caress against my icy face and I take them in-one by one, I read their ...

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A Walk On The Beach

A Walk On The Beach My beach is clean again. Almost virgin, just like it was before, with misty salt spray air and drying seaweed raked in neat little tide line rows along its sandy, shell strewn shore. I love my beach here in Humboldt Bay along King Salmon Point. It’s “my beach” by virtue of daily walks along its sandy shore as I listen to ...

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I Will Soar

I Will Soar Why do you look at me that way?
So full of hatred,
You despise me.
Yet still,
You try to control my every move!
But you don't know the truth.

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The Happiest

The Happiest A message came
about you and about a butterfly
I was the butterfly and
you were dependable, safe, and strong
At first the floods came

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Inspiration

Inspiration As I weep with sobs so deep
Tears gently roll down my cheek.
To see a friend in pain like this
Kills me more than anything ...

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