tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-42663244910938775642024-03-05T11:06:00.056-08:00Whistle While You WorkWhistle While You Workhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14179982757541644467noreply@blogger.comBlogger2125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4266324491093877564.post-43355507493535615372009-11-22T01:56:00.000-08:002009-11-22T03:03:05.534-08:00Mommy<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEierwtmXPM8w0wZfCY8Lwviafcha_XIMrqeOdTSfpcHLu89Fg_5He7uq5nUypqUmams_CAOLE0-W4XhrOQCEaOswJeABIuqu_HyGBssMZ4J4ZNxYq-S8Pd7eLUd_SieBqL9ijK4lT0OtIH6/s1600/Image006.jpg"><img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEierwtmXPM8w0wZfCY8Lwviafcha_XIMrqeOdTSfpcHLu89Fg_5He7uq5nUypqUmams_CAOLE0-W4XhrOQCEaOswJeABIuqu_HyGBssMZ4J4ZNxYq-S8Pd7eLUd_SieBqL9ijK4lT0OtIH6/s400/Image006.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5406881834295750706" /></a><br /><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div>I can't wait for the moment when the judge gives us the news. The words will be like silent celebrations in the crevices of my heart. <div><br /></div><div>We will be forever, taking giant steps towards love. Holding hands through time and space, skipping clouds and swimming skies. </div><div><br /></div><div>We'll throw back our heads guffawing joy rippling off our shoulders; hitting passing cars.<div><div><br /></div><div><br /><div><div><div> </div></div></div></div></div></div>Whistle While You Workhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14179982757541644467noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4266324491093877564.post-12895490292517199712009-03-06T23:04:00.000-08:002009-12-03T23:16:39.076-08:00<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjs9ZyxQARvYe-00INSg9KC8T1UbBiMWjej6wE08YVcqZ873WlcZZstfPOWKy2mIkgHCTsHWffVIRSLmQb-JPvXcd2IjW8UqhUtOJHZqyPoKpF8g_o-3OQMEywabqnZurLnCGc7A90JZPGE/s1600-h/IMGNinthGrdPic.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"></a><br />
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<div style="text-align: right;"><span style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="color: #e06666;">My fingers recoil as I type. Writing is selfish. When I was a teen I wrote; I had so much to say. I wasn't in control of my life, so I needed a forum, a soapbox, a page, a pen. I needed to softly blow away the scathing emotions that floated around like cobwebs in the corners of an abandoned room.</span></span></span><br />
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