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Dancing in the rain
Broken heart hidden away
My tears are not seen
Three Line Tales, week 73
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Not long ago this field was filled with laughing children chasing after a ball hoping for a goal for their team. Then one day near the end of a game all of them were gone, just gone without a trace. Now we come to the empty field of green grass feeling scared and angry, wondering where they are and why they disappeared and…we grieve.
Three Line Tales, week 70
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He is a good-looking Tom and all night long he does his job prowling the docks keeping the rat population under control. Of course, all work and no play make a dull night so he does find time for fun entertaining the people who party on the pier and sometimes a little romance with the local lady cats. But when the sun comes up he goes back to his favorite place, the boat where his best friend and servant, his very own human is waiting to welcome him home.
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For years we were told that if we worked hard and were determined to finish the course set before us we would graduate and stand far above the crowd and ready to shape the new exciting future. We did what we were told and obeyed the rules believing we will be special and unique leaders, people to be noticed, looked up to and followed. Well, here we are graduating and blending in with the crowd like some berserk scientist went mad in his laboratory making Barbie and Ken clones.
Here we go a two for one post again today.
A to Z Challenge Letter L and Three Line Tales, week 63
First the tale
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Looking At Life
Hey, look over there, aren’t they the cutest things? With the way they are looking at us all smiles, I guess they think we are pretty cute, too. Well, we are cute but I don’t know that I agree with you about them, because I think people are kind of weird looking.
And now A to Z
is for ife
The way I See It
There were times in my life that I thought life was awful. I thought it was hard with little reward and mostly sad. When I look back on those times I can see that my attitude was the problem, not life. There were hard and sad times for sure and there were rewards but I didn’t see them. I was looking for an easy life without struggles and hurts. Because I am writing this about myself I can say this…I was really dumb!
I have learned some lessons since the time when I was less than smart. Life is not easy and there are struggles and hurts and these things bring with them hard work to do in life. When we do the work we get strong and resilient. We become more flexible and able to move with the rhythm of life so the ups have safety valves built in and the downs aren’t near-fatal crashes. There are still ups and downs but they aren’t as crazy and frightening.
Everyone looks at life differently. I know life can be hard and at times seem unbearable but these days I choose to look at life as good. Life is a gift, a gift I am usually happy with yet sometimes I would like to exchange it for another. But then I rethink that idea and figure I’ll keep what I have because though I might like it to be a little easier I am smarter now and know it could be a whole lot harder.
The way I see it…even when life is awful it is filled with awe.
Three Line Tales, Week 61
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In this place, no one thought this day would ever come, really never giving it a thought at all. It was a beautiful and peaceful place where good people lived and worked side by side, raising families, sharing good times and not so good times, always willing to help one another, never thinking they would be anything but a free people. But with the invasion yesterday they are no longer a free people; now they are a people of fear.