Photo by Min An on Pexels.com This was the first poem I entered into a contest. Is it true that age ain’t nothing but a number? Never in my life thus far, have I come across a shining star. Young in age but yet mature in the heart, What a wonderful piece of art. It’s… Continue reading AGE AIN’T NOTHING BUT A NUMBER
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Guilty Pleasure
It started off as a guilty pleasure reading the words that created a scene and described an emotion. It became a way of self-expression. Turning into a way of self-discovery and self-understanding, then turning into a way of communication. Who would have thought that one's pain would be someone else's gain? It started off as… Continue reading Guilty Pleasure
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