Sometimes the old lines are the best.

This poem is about how do we feel when we do not have to go to work.

A brief glimpse into a man’s mind who is in love with a woman that once gave him the love that he longs to attain again. He is thinks of her and embellishes the memory, giving him a reason to dream.

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This is all I could write on about this story. I leave the writing of the end up to you. know you can come up with a better way to finish this story than I could. Have fun with it…

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This is a haiku about waking on a summer morning.

There is no point making your beds.

This is a flash fiction story about love, sex, marriage and friendship.

A haiku.