Tag Archive: Family

Old world, new world. And an amazing song by dear Caroline Manning.

Old world, new world. Old world is gone. Our world is quiet.Today the streets are empty,people are being kinder to each other.Time for us to lead with concern, kindness and listen to each… Continue reading

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Free falling.

Free falling. Once we were the crazy ones. We believed in love and we believed in forever. We were sweet Summer red wine and discoverer of new and unknown places. I remember your… Continue reading

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Heaven and hell in the same kiss.

Heaven and hell. “We can die of fear and our heart be filled with coldness.Doubt will overtake our dreams and hope.” “Being bitter and bleeding in the emotion of love.Leaving a walking dead.”… Continue reading

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Silence and listen. Remembering dear Mindy McCready.

Silence and listen. Old man sitting alone and he is talking to the wind.  Sending apologies to old memories.Once a proud man filled with self-praise and goals. Today the goals mean nothing.Pride just… Continue reading

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If you ever forget that I love, you. And an amazing song.

If you ever forget I love, you. Sober man, can’t write no more. He can’t feel no-more pain. Once he sought the greatest dreams and love was his, forever and one day. The… Continue reading

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The storm.

The storm. Love can be like a gentle rain and love can be like a thunderstorm to the heart. A fall day in 1984. A auburn hair beauty came to my door with six… Continue reading

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Happy Mother Day. Remembering my mother.

(My mother in 1959) “Happy Mother day. Woman bare the glory and honor of protecting their children. Look into a eyes of a woman. You can learn a million stories of what life… Continue reading

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The endings and the beginnings.

The endings and the beginnings. She was my salvation in the Winter of 1978.I gave up everything I believed in.I left a sweet love to fall into her arms andI fell deeper and… Continue reading

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Beatrice Marcella.

Beatrice Marcella. I found a twenty-five-year-old storage bag. Filled with old photos and old letters. I went through them, one by one. Each photo showed me a stranger, who lived and now he… Continue reading

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Old love.

Old love. She called me at midnight and she whispered. Johnnie, Johnnie. Do you remember me? I am so damn lonely tonight and please Johnnie. Can I come to you tonight? I told… Continue reading

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