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it was just one of those nights...

solitaire the distant whistle of the midnight train interrupted her nightly solitaire gam..

Charlie and the Christmas Angel Fraulein’s home was a story book cottage nestled in the thick of the woods. In a dusty corner of her kitc..

sometimes a witch just has to do what a witch has to do -- all inner children need their day

25 years after its conception, this is for my son, too busy at times to taste the wine.

everyone was wanting everything from me all at the same time

memories of long long ago when innocence sheathed my world and rainbows didn't frown

the winter blues keep getting bluer

Ellie is the freshly-opened jigsaw puzzle on her teacher's table.

too cold to go out ? too cold ? who says it's too cold ? to be shut in this classroom with knee-biters-too-bold is making me too - soon - too -..