Southern Sweet Mint Tea
As Elsa filled the small pan with water at the sink, she looked out the kitchen window, and her mind wandered back to her childhood. (How many times had she done this same routine early in the morning of a hot summer day?) When she had filled the pan with just the right amount of water, she placed it on the burner on the stove. While waiting for the water to come to a boil, Elsa opened the cabinet, grabbed the box of teabags. She placed the right amount of teabags into her Grandmothers’ well-used teapot. After the water began to boil, she turned off the burner and poured the hot water over...
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Did that fire happen, or am I dreaming? Now I need to check myself out. My back feels solid and straight, both of my arms feel attached, my seat not burned, all four legs are still there, but I only feel one foot. I feel blistered and scorched on one side, but most importantly, I need my other foot. Without two feet, I am useless. Maybe, I am at the end of my journey, but what a good rocking time I have had. My journey started in a barn, which...
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I am feeling overwhelmed, and then you touched my hair, reminding me, you are always there. You are living in Heaven, now far away, sending loving touches to me today. I am thanking God for the gift of you, giving me a sweet love so true. I am reminded of the life we shared, remembering how much adventure we dared. I am writing this poem to remind me each day, receiving love from you is never far away. Hits: 145
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I miss the man who held my hand as we walked together through this life. I miss your beautiful-dimpled cheeks with a smile that made my heart come alive. I miss you having faith in me to become anything without fear. I miss your physical body always being near. I miss the way you gently brushed my hair, while I sat on the floor in front of your chair. I miss you holding me close and drying my tears. I miss you saying, I love you softly in my ears. I miss you listening to me without interruptions, letting me come to my own conclusions I miss you allowing me to make mistakes without judgments,...
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Leaving the courthouse, Dale walked down the steps behind Sue. He wanted to say something to her, but he knew Sue did not want to talk to him, plus she was on the arm of another man. Once Dale got into his vehicle and started driving down the road, he felt lost in his hurt, anger, and thoughts. What happened? Hadn’t he given her everything she had ever wanted? The more demanding Sue had become, the more he had worked, then she said he was gone too much. How could he have been so blind? Pulling his car into the bar’s parking lot, Dale remembered that this was where it had all begun. ...
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