Marie381Uk
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I've been writing poetry since the age of fourteen. With pen in hand, I wander through realms unseen. The pen holds power; ink reveals hidden thoughts. A poet may speak truth or weave a tale. You decide. Let pen and ink capture your mind❤️
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The Twins
Hi, said Beth to the new neighbours would you like to come round for a drink introduce yourself to us, then we can welcome you into our street officially. Jill looked for a moment quite blank and said, sorry you see it’s difficult today, because my husband is working tonight, and I am left with the twins alone. Twins? Said Beth how delightful. What are their names. Thomas and John said, Beth. Oh, please bring them with you. Jill said sorry we have a strict bedtime regime you see, and it's past theirs already. They belong to my sister Alice she is away until tomorrow.
By Marie381Uk 6 years ago in Petlife
The amazing small business
I think with everything that is going on in our world at the moment, so many businesses deserve the right to their few hours of fame. However, let’s spare a thought for the corner shops just like in the war they were there helping families try to get as near a normal life as possible.
By Marie381Uk 6 years ago in Journal
1960’s Out Side Loo
How often do we take for granted the comfort of the things we have in 2020? I remember my childhood and visiting my aunty and uncles with my Mam. I also have memories of living with my granddad in an old two-bedroom terraced house, the worst memory being the outside toilet (the loo to the younger readers). In some places we would visit, Mum would tell me beforehand, “Don't ask to go to the toilet; it's bloody filthy in there. You will catch something.”
By Marie381Uk 6 years ago in Writers
