There was this old rose bush in a neighbor's yard years ago that seemed to only bloom peach-colored roses. The neighbor said, "His wife planted that bush before she died and every time it blooms, I think of her. Her favorite color was peach and when I see those blooms she is speaking to me and sharing what she is doing now in heaven. Now, I do not talk back, but one day I will share with her again all the memories that she missed physically for I know she will know emotionally for she is watching over me now.
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Mark Graham
I am a person who really likes to read and write and to share what I learned with all my education. My page will mainly be book reviews and critiques of old and new books that I have read and will read. There will also be other bits, too.
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Rainbow and Cloud
One day when looking up at the sky and just looking at the clouds I saw a faint rainbow still for it was slightly after a sun shower. You know those rain showers that occur when the sun is out. Anyhow, as looking at the fluffy white clouds a rainbow appeared. For some reason I just closed my eyes and was just silent and listened. It was probably my imagination, but sometimes at times like these I believe I hear my mom and dad talking to me an offering me encouragement in what I still need to do here. Thinking.
By Mark Grahamabout a year ago in Critique
Standing While Falling
Quotation from Friedrich Nietzsche "He who wrestles long with monsters should beware lest he himself become a monster. And if you gaze long into an abyss, the abyss also gazes into you. Man is not destroyed by suffering, but by the meaning he makes of it."
By LUCCIAN LAYTH10 days ago in Critique
The African Diaspora and History of Rhetoric: Learning to Learn
When studying the history of rhetoric, many groups were excluded from participating in power and were used, abused, and written off as inferior. Even today African nations have not recovered from being exploited by European powers.
By WILD WAYNE : The Dragon King2 days ago in Critique
Wild Card Weekend Recap: What Happens Now?
I think I figured out why I love Wild Card Weekend so much. It's because it's the first playoff anything of the calendar year. The NFL season starts in the fall, and once upon a time, the champion was crowned either on or slightly before New Year's. The evolution of the NFL schedule has resulted in the playoffs starting just into the New Year, and currently, the final week of the season falls on the first weekend of the New Year, with Wild Card Weekend coming a week after that. So yes, chronologically, the NFL's Wild Card Weekend serves as the first playoff anything of the calendar year.
By Clyde E. Dawkins4 days ago in Unbalanced
Comments (3)
beautiful
Beautifully written, heartwarming!
I love it! I love the sentiment! It's short sad goodness. Since you requested feedback, I'll mention.... When you are quoting the neighbor... change 'his wife' to "My wife... And then close the quote at the very end. I just happened to see this on my feed and I switched to my laptop for another reason. I'll read more of your stories later. ⚡♥️⚡