People usually come and go. But there are some people who stay forever. I've retained many memories of my childhood; some good and some not so nice. Every now and again random memories would pop into my head... When I was three years old my great grandmother would give me the most interesting little white chalky candy. These seemed like magical moments. I’d join her at the end of the day in the little shack she sold rum out of and with her long skinny fingers this sweet little old lady would ... read more

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Sweet was her voice in the air of despair
Like a summer's wind
Blowing delicious thoughts
Into the faces of lovers and dreamers
She walked with a sense of acknowledgement
For, she understood her place in the equation
Comfort amplified six times over
Whenever her hand made contact
With the flesh of believers
The truth knew her name
But, could not speak it
Out of fear that walls would crumble
Like the hearts of men
That had not yet ripened
To her age of aggression
But, honestly..... read more