Beautiful Lines 64.

Living with a single mother and moving a lot leads to an interesting story. Here is a short essay about moving to and growing up in a small town, and then coming to realize an appreciation for it.

We are here to fulfill a purpose,
In the name of humanity….

Too busy with one’s own world to take much notice in a valuable friend, and badly wanting to redeem oneself for ignoring someone who shares my fate.

From time immemorial children have been reciting nursery rhymes with their lispy accent little realizing how practically each and every rhyme has an element of cruelty in it and it is surprising that the powers that be have not contemplated on banning at least some of them.

A love from the past and a place visited where the love took place. Memories are there, not forgotten. Wrestling with the idea of letting go, back to the past where it belongs.

A poem about the end. Inspired by Harry Potter.

A short story/portion of a longer piece of non-fiction. A coming-of-age-growing pains-etc.-type-story of a child understanding a balance of cultural awareness.

Self explanatory.

This is a poem about how time has just past me by.