Thank you, I was tempted to correct them as I posted them in the stories box, but, then I decided I liked the memories as they were.
I also wanted people to see the difference between my style (and bad spelling and grammar) then and how I write now.
And I would never try and sneak anything pass you my friend. There are a few more set to post automatically everyday (1am UK time), then I will have to start writing again.
11 months still one to go,
It will be worth it, be it quick or slow.
I love you now and I always will,
I’ll love you till you’ve had your fill.
When you’ve had your fill, I’ll still love you more.
For those who give and receive love, are never poor.
(Written 2001)
Great little short - but leaves me wanting more
Where do they go for food? Who goes home with who after? Or is Sim's date a gentleman? Does he walk him home and leave him with a kiss at the door?
Please say your adding more at some point?
Another birthday, another day,
Another year older, but, hey.
Forget about your worries, you’ll get the gist.
Come over here for your birthday kiss. ;)
(Written 2001)
Yep, drink (whether alcoholic or non) is expensive in Hastings/England. The last time I went out with my sister it cost my £50 (approximately $76US)for the night - including my taxi home - and that was four years ago.
Nowadays, I just stay home with a DVD, a bowl of sweets/popcorn, and snuggle up to my hubby
Hope you enjoy the rest as they post
The sun is setting on the sand,
The seagulls are flying inland.
Everybody is heading home,
The night is coming like a dome.
Night is coming to Hastings town,
Everywhere is quiet with no sound.
Now it’s night,
The kids take flight.
The clubs are open now.
But don’t have too many,
Or you’ll not have a penny.
And one last warning,
About the morning…
(You’ll regret it!)
(Written 2001)
I wrote it on a warm day after a night of rain. I was sitting in the gardens of Kipling's house, enjoying the sun. So I am very glad that it came across in the words.
Thank you for the lovely review
Thank you.
As you're not allowed to add too many chapters at once (it blocks up the story notifications or something) I have set a new poem to post every day, until my note book is empty. Then I'll start writing some new ones.
Thanks again for the review.
Rain is shining on the leaves,
Rain is shining on the webs,
Rain is shining on the grass,
Like crystals till the last.
(Written in the 1990’s with my late grandfather)
Thanks, this is the last ménage I will be writing for a while. Too many parts to keep track of.
I'm glad you like it so far, and I hope to finish it as quickly as possible. Only about three more chapter to go.
It's all written on my head, just got to find the time to type.
Thanks again for the review
“So have you spoken him about mating yet?” Casey asked silently.
Vash glared at him. “No, what about you? Have you spoken to him yet? You may be blood-bonded to him but you won’t have the full mate bond without sex.”
“You think I don’t know that? The old fool is getting to be very good at changing subject, or just avoiding the subject all together, so I haven’t got a plan yet.” In the past, when Casey had tried to get Jackson to talk about awkward matters, the vampire always seemed to be abl
This is beautiful.
It should have come with a tissue warning.
The way Mike never gave up was perfect, the proposal was beautiful (even if he seemed to push a bit too soon), the weddings vows had me in tears (I often cry at weddings, even if they are in a story )
I wish you both many more good years to come.
I agree wholeheartedly with Victor and Drew, so I won't repeat them.
What I will say, is I hope Megan gives her husband the right hook he deserves. Whether they work things out, and his attitude changes, or not. He still deserves a punch.
great chapter as always