Clara Grace
Clara Grace Her name is Clara Grace. She was born with a heart in her chest and one on her face. The Angels knew two hearts are better than one. So, they kissed her cheek after God was done. Her eyes are blue with a twinkling light. You know immediately she is a pure delight. Her smile lights up any room, when she enters she removes all gloom. She has dancing feet, and her moves are beautiful and sweet. She loves to draw pretty flowers and rainbows. She is only three, but oh how her artistry shows. She loves baby dolls, and her favorite color is pink. She likes dishes, pans and a play...
Read MoreI Sit & Play
I Sit & Play I sit down at the piano then begin to play, for how long I do not know. Trying to be brave while playing each key, and praying my shaking does not show. The music drowns out the sounds of war outside the door, keeping it from reaching my ears. Somehow, each musical note reaches my heart and soul making me braver removing my fears. As soldiers enter the room, I close my eyes letting my fingers float across the keys while I continue playing. Praying, maybe, just maybe, the music will touch their hearts halting the unecessary slaying. Lou Views:...
Read MoreSoft Whispers: Jill & Jake
Jill reached for her cell phone when the alarm began to play softly. While turning the alarm off, she sat in bed, wishing she could finish her dream but knowing it would repeat. For some reason, the dream had come to her every night for a week stopping at the same place. Then she would hear her alarm. While Jill showered, she thought about her dream. She was in the library, standing in an aisle, looking at a book with a picture of a young couple on the cover. Hearing steps approaching her, she looked up to see a young man walking up to her. As their eyes met, Jill always felt her...
Read MoreSoft Whispers
When the alarm began to play softly, Jill reached for her cell phone. While turning the alarm off, she sat up in the bed wishing she could finish her dream, but knowing it would repeat again. For some reason the dream had come to her every night for a week but stopped at the same place, then she would hear her alarm. While Jill showered, she thought about her dream. She was in the library standing in an aisle looking at a book with a picture of a young couple on the cover. Hearing steps coming towards her, she looked up to see a young man walking up to her. As their eyes met, Jill...
Read MoreThe Windchime Lady
Windchimes of all sizes and shapes hang around her porch waiting for a gentle breeze. Chimes made of chrome, brass, bamboo, wood, and glass swing sweetly while chiming with ease. Walking by, I see a woman sitting in a rocking chair listening to the magical music play. Known only to me as The Windchime Lady, I see her while walking to school each day. For now, I have only paused, listened, and smiled, so many times. Some day, I will stop, ask her name, and all about her beautiful windchimes. Views:...
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