Words heard, borrowed and taught. They become a part of us. No shame in repeating the good words and wisdom we have learned. Today I hear my Grandfather voice when I speak. His… Continue reading
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  Oh, me neither, dears!  I’m fed up with people who think they are friends to me, when at a certain time and because of their own reasons (psychological traumas,…
Coffee shop conversation A Poem by Coyote Poetry Good coffee and a chess game is what life need to be. I miss the days of good conversation and chess games. Â Â Â Â Â Â Â Â Â Â Â Â Â Â Â Â Â Â Â Â Â Â Â Â Â Â Â Â Â Â Â Â Â Â Coffee shop… Continue reading
