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Teapots and Rhymes and Growing Up

Today's epic and thought-provoking post is a nursery rhyme. 'I'm a little teapot, short and stout Here is my handle, here is my spout When I get all steamed up, here me shout, Tip me over and pour me out.' It's been years since I last sung this. Oh, how I used to love watching… Continue reading Teapots and Rhymes and Growing Up

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Elena

She wants to be beautiful, breezy, bright But she's filled with rage And contempt. Few see her real persona. Only Those who look deep, beyond Her exterior Applied with care, attention, detail. Lance and conceal each blemish And smile. But even she can't hide behind Her mask forever. She is Soon unravelled By one who's… Continue reading Elena