Chapter 11: The Butcher At The Corner
The butcher at the corner was always trying to teach my grandfather new words in Italian. My grandfather was of Irish and German descent, but he always took the time to try and learn a few words so the next... – by kurt philip | added by KurtPhilipBehm
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On Pentecost, when all seemed lost,
Disciples went to where God sent
Them to an empty room.
They had to wait; not hesitate
For soon He would be where He should
To teach what future looms.
It was foretold and God controlled
Events that... – by Steve Cochrane | added by stevec.24118
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'Hey?
Aren't you...?'
'No!'
'Do you know who you are?'
'Sometimes I do.
And there are times I don't.
The only thing I know right now,
Is where I'm going.'
'Where are you going?'
'Home.
Or back to my apartment.
I was told years... – by Lawrence S. Pertillar | added by lpahtillah
1 day ago |
One day my reality was harshly changed. It's like my mind was awoken and I learned to see things for what they really are. We have no excuses for this cold world. There's more then enough to go around to everyone. Why is there a single child... – by Amanda K lessig (Sunshine) | added by amandak
1 day ago |
you cannot have
have the skin of pep guardiala
as your jacket
your shoes
your wallet
in lieu of the black frank rajkaard and many beautiful black... – by Yukunno ghirmay | added by yukunno.ghirmay_1
2 days ago |
You are a special graduate,
With eighteen-years of charm!
I pray that God will never let
You come to any harm!
You have so many plans to fill;
Your journey has begun
To seek and find the kind of thrills
Where sadness will be "None"!
And... – by Steve Cochrane | added by stevec.24118
2 days ago |
The rags picker boy.
I saw a boy of twelve or thirteen,
picking up rags from the dumps.
He was scerching among the dirts
as if scrounging some gold coins.
I came to know,
he was living in a slum.
Where light peeped hardly,
in the damp... – by Swarup Bhattacharya | added by swarupbhattacharya263
2 days ago |
The country fair.
It's so noisy at the fair, but all my friends are here. There's a girl down the aisle; she turns to me and smiles. As I find her hidden note, I can hear the word she wrote. So we go under the stairs, and she gives me a glare. We... – by A J C | added by alanswansea18
2 days ago |
You have to have a rock-hard defense.
England 1966.
With defensive triangle
With right inside defense and left side defense
and center half playing right in front of them
playing defense first.
A goalkeeper who is sound and doesn’t flinch... – by Rick Wojtala | added by anonymous
2 days ago |
Watching the flames climb
Evidence turns to ashes
Laughing as it... – by Paul Ashley | added by ashleypm
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One Love, One Union
By Nancy Rodriquez
We should be one love, one Union, the only one to think of, we came into fruition, and for a time it was bliss, in separation all is missed,
Your roaming eye caused us to sink, it poisoned our dreams we... – by Nancy L RODRIQUEZ | added by txpoet65
2 days ago |
I remember the times of being free,
My wee back legs would carry me,
Over the hills and over the plain,
Oh, I wish I could have those times again.
For my wee back legs, they went downhill,
And oh it was such a bitter pill,
Over the hills and... – by Kimberley Hamilton | added by Blossoming
2 days ago |
In robes of faith, he walks the earth
a beacon bright, a beacon true.
With every step, he spreads his worth
guiding souls, both old and new.
His words, like rivers, flow with grace
Carrying hope through troubled lands.
In every heart, he finds... – by Elmar Novljakovic | added by elmar9857
2 days ago |
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