Tag: Love | Nancy Lou Henderson

Soft Whispers

Posted by Nancy Lou Henderson in short story | 2 comments

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...

Southern Sweet Mint Tea

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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...

One More Chance

Posted by Nancy Lou Henderson in short story | 2 comments

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...

Always There

Posted by Nancy Lou Henderson in Poetry | 0 comments

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: 150

I Miss You

Posted by Nancy Lou Henderson in Poetry | 2 comments

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,...