Staying Sane While Raising Your Teens. As part of my research for my new father-daughter book, I have an online survey for fathers and one for daughters. I would appreciate it if you completed it. I will also conduct a focus group, so email me if you would like to be a part of it.

I Solemnly Swear I Am Up To No Good. The night of half moon is half gone. Hopefully, what we have to say is not half left unsaid. My dearest, half, unfulfilled is the language of love. Therefore, let your desires are half relinquished. The eyes are half downcast. The lashes too are half closed his rain halF a drizzle. This rain half a drizzle. How long shall this hope remain half. Shall this thirst never be quenched? The breeze is thirst, the sky is parched. The caravan of stars if halved as well.

To gaze upon a star filled sky so infinite and bold. The stars abundantly shine for miles. Across the sky, a wonder to behold. So many nights we sit in awe, some nights we never see. The beauty of our mother earth surrounded by the glow. Billions of the planets as they circle you and me. We are a speck, a tiny spot in this wide universe. So awesome when you think of this. Can I stay here till the dawn.

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From novice to novelist, this is my journey. Now what? I had no idea what I was doing, or what I am doing. My journey began with a single sentence. My journey began with a single sentence. Modifiers are words or phrase that modify something else. What if it could be a foreshadow or just fun? Read more Logically Speaking.

Dressed in his best suit and tie. He sat on the wheelchair,holding a bouquet of roses. A long cherished dream that saw half a century go by. Only the roses were white and she,was in black. And the priest spoke of a peaceful after life rather than the journey of two hearts onto a single track. Their eyes met as each surveyed the body,their fingertips had once grown so familiar to. The following day saw him at the Church again.

Do you ever get that feeling that most times, people fail to see the good intention behind what you do? Well, I get that feeling all the time. So how do I solve this nagging headache? Maybe if I were someone else. Maybe I were someone else, I will know how my actions affect other people,. Maybe if I were someone else, I will know exactly how to approach other people. Click to share on R.

Cause darkness is my candle. I thought of all the times she had whispered lovely things to me giving purpose to my miserable life. Oh, How great I felt around her. She tolerated me as I continued to fail and abused her for all the. I crouched beside his lifeless body, stroking his hollow cheeks which felt.