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The Thief
He knew no road of righteousness,
Nor any path to noble salvation.
On his way, he was aware of only loyalty
Walking a street labelled desolation.
Any goodness was tinged by duty
Allowing the only trust in lies for belief.
Friendship was a conspired existence
As through life, he strolled as a thief.
Money or wealth was never his target.
He followed what other’s desired.
Obligations were heavy and demanding,
But he achieved all that was required.
When the thief was no longer effective
And the young took over his role
He found no strength inside his conscience,
Nor vigour inside his soul.
Silent and lonely the thief passed over.
His body to a grave deserted and bare.
Four strangers lowered his casket
To the arms of the dead who waited down there.
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The University Of California Has Created A Device That Translates Human Thoughts Into Text, With A 90 Percent Accuracy Rate
This could be beneficial and also alarming!
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A Gentle Stroll
Many a woodland path have I strolled
Through balmy winds and those that blow cold,
But now as life digs in and takes its toll
Old legs forbid such a demanding stroll.
Orchards in blossom sway in my mind
Perhaps they too I have left behind,
But even if life is beyond my control
I will still find a place where I can stroll.
Over bracken moorland, over stony ground
Paths I’ve wandered, paths I’ve found.
Leaves I’ve trodden and streams I’ve crossed,
Both when fair and sometimes in hoarfrost.
When the winter rain does come driving hard and fast
It will not determine this winter as my last.
But for now whilst the sun shines from morn till eve,
I shall bathe in its sunlight dreaming of paths I shall not leave.
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Don’t Judge
On the Porch
Onisha Ellis
Photo credit WFTV 9 in Orlando, Fl
We are spending the winter in Florida. Before we left North Carolina we had some wet and chilly days so I was able to observe the type of outerwear being worn this year. This, along with some weight loss prompted me to purchase a lightweight but warm, quilted jacket at the an after Christmas sale. ( Everyone was wearing them) When I packed for Florida, I brought 4 outerwear items. 4… What was I thinking? When we lived in Florida full-time I never had 4. I would drool over sweaters in the stores but I already had one I liked so why spend the money?
This week brought some chilly temps as well as wind and gave me a chance to observe the Florida folks outerwear. I saw lots of sweatshirts and even dress length coats. Now non…
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Sally’s Cafe and Bookstore – Author Update #Reviews – Judith Barrow, Jacquie Biggar and Daniel Kemp
From the lovely Sally Cronin
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OUT OF THE MOUTHS OF BABES
Beautifully simple
My youngest granddaughter (the one with the red hair in the photo) came bounding into my room to say hello. She is four years old and full of energy, and I mean full to the brim but she has a heart of gold and a smile that lights up the world. I had been having a tough day up to that point.
“Hi Nonni, I came to see you!” as she jumped up on my lap and gave me a kiss and a big hug. After she hugged and kissed me she looked at me and her little hand went immediately to my hair, which is red like hers. Of course, Maddie was born with that beautiful red hair, mine has been the same color red for over fifty years, but comes from a bottle. However, she doesn’t know that and proudly states that; “me and nonni have the same…
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GORRIONES
Estamos solos porque no miramos a nuestro alrededor
Cada mañana, cuando abro la puerta de casa, viene una bandada de gorriones, saben que les voy a echar unas migas de pan y, ahora en invierno, lo agradecen. Ya nos conocemos, no concibo este campo sin ellos. Sé que actualmente están en peligro de extinción, más de veinticinco millones han desaparecido en los últimos años en nuestro país, según informan los ornitólogos.
La mañana está fría, es invierno, el sol se esconde, juega entre las nubes, nos da su luz, su calor. Los gorriones lo saben, buscan solanas en el tejado de placas onduladas de cemento y amianto, los veo desde mi ventana, toman el sol mientras pían y bailan dando esos pequeños saltos que alegran la monotonía del instante…
Y pensaba que estaba sola. Y no me hubiera dado cuenta si no miro. Y ellos están aquí, tan cerca, guardando…
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The Simple Truth
What call you love?
What call you life?
What is it you do that makes you-you?
Tell me your truth.
Tell me your lie.
But bring love to my life then let me die.
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