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The ToyBox
words, raw and chaotic spilling like an upturned toybox, a riot of colour and shape and size, waiting to be sorted, to be loved or discarded and ultimately, reduced to black type on white screen. the gleeful joy of the upended toybox, now constrained by order. who can say which is best to convey meaning?…
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If you went down to the woods today
If you went down to the woods today, did you walk in sunshine or stand in the shadow? If you went down to the woods today, did you dance in the leaves or recline in the wallow? If you went down to the woods today, did you walk on the wide or step on…
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Bunny Leavings
The little fluffy bunnies, have now all skipped away, and left behind their leavings, their eggs, on Easter Day. I cannot understand it, how bunnies can lay eggs, especially with shells that shine, in colours: blue, green, gold and red. And when you crack them open, instead of yellow yoke, they are all sadly empty,…
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“On this Day” Repost – Getting away with Murder!
I am enjoying my little Facebook “on This Day” reminders – seems I was pretty prolific in April three years ago (I was doing the Zero to Hero blogging course too). Anyway, this one came up today, and it still amuses me because ….well, you will see if you read on. The original post is…
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Sooooooo????
Originally posted on from heart to head: In the past two days I have received sponsorship from unknown people for the Leukaemia Foundation Shave that I have just participated in. It doesn’t take much brain work to know that my dear daughter Claudette is behind this and that this is the “surprise” that I was…
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What is it like?
What is it like, to live inside your heart, with one way walls, so you see out but I can’t see in? I’ve visited once or twice, but I never saw anything of you, you were all packed away. One day I will surprise you, with your self all scattered round, and find out who…
Ceenoa
happiness in the small moments
Ceenoa 
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