I stop to think,
About him quite a bit,
When I’m working tirelessly,
Or as I do nothing and sit.
I wonder if today’s events,
Are treating him well.
I can’t wait to ask,
So that he may tell.
I say to myself,
“I hope he’s having a better day”,
And any sign of happiness,
Will be with him to stay.
Positivity, and patience,
For him, I pray.
Each thought of him starts with,
“I hope his day”...
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Zayne Siaris
I love writing. Especially poetry. About love, about people and different beautiful interactions. Or even the simplicity of nature. I’m quite novice, but I’m sure I’ll learn along the way.
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It’s a well-known fact that Liza Dufresne was always the brains in the family. She was the one who always came up with the brilliant schemes the Dufresne kids carried out when they were younger. Like when they tricked Mrs. Claybourn into paying for a trip to Disney World. Liza convinced her that their parents had been kidnapped and were being held for ransom for the total price of three tickets. In reality, they were away on a weekend getaway for their anniversary. When they returned, Liza told the Claybourns that they did not like to talk about the ordeal. Their parents never found out how they got the money. Mrs. Claybourn never found out that the Dufresne parents were never really in any danger.
By David E. Perry5 days ago in Fiction
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