Money is the root of evil This piece of paper rules our lives Do we have enough to live? Do we have enough to give? Some have money to burn Spending cash on frivolities Money for new gold watches Money for pet haircuts and homes People who work all week To go to … Continue reading The Root of Evil – Poem
I have stayed away from Tess Gerritsen books for a very good reason. I have five series I am already reading, I don’t need anymore to collect. Then along comes a stand-alone and I was sold. Dr Isles does put in a small cameo appearance, but not enough for me to worry about. The Bone … Continue reading The Bone Garden – Tess Gerritsen
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You smile at me my heart soars You run to me my arms open You are the reason I work, the reason I live I am beyond proud to call you; daughter
He sat there crouching down in the wet grass, waiting for his dad to say go. A bead of sweat ran down his back. He followed it in his mind as it made its way between his shoulder blades and down the small of his back. He tried to move his knees to regain some feeling in them. He felt the damp grass soaking through. Everything over the last 21 years had led to this one moment. His dad had assured him that this New Year he would start with a new regime. This year, his resolution was to become a better man and follow in his father’s footsteps.
How will article 13 affect writers? How many of us ignored our loved ones, to post on social media? Come the strike of midnight on 2019, I was sat watching my other half try to take a selfie with a snapchat filter. I had to sit there and wait for her to finish before I could wish her Happy New Year. I was fuming, in my head, I was the only person who was being ignored, for social media. Then I got a grip of myself and realised that all around the planet there were people being ignored. People who had seen 2019 in, with a phone in hand. People who were fighting for a signal, so they could post to social media. Why do we spend all our time on social media?
You sit there looking at your phone You ignore me when I come over to you You don’t see me when I smile and play You don’t love me as much as you love your phone
