Exposed

People were so friendly today, smiling at me all the way on the train, making pleasant eye contact, which continued on my stroll from the busy city station to my office building.

I caught my reflection in the reception counter glass and was immediately rewarded with a reason for my newfound popularity: my $300 pencil skirt was tucked firmly into my $5 hose.

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Eyes

His eyes, flashing in hers, as she saw him go into the unknown. His smile left behind as his eyes covered, she closed her own and out came the tears of not just hers, but the culmination of his eyes as well.

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Lunch

The lion, watching her prey,paced back and forth in her cage, hunger making her feel desperate,angry and anxious for the games to begin.

When her cage door swung open, she lunged for the middle of the coliseum, oblivious to the roar of the crowd, her golden eyes judging the distance between herself and her soon-to-be martyred victim.

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The wonder of Christmas

Since the age of 13, they’ve met every year for their annual Christmas party, sharing stories, sharing lives, sometimes even sharing boyfriends, and always sharing their love and profound affection for each other, sharing in the love and all the wonder that Christmas bestows upon each of them.

Now, 50 years later, they still meet for their annual Christmas party, only now the wonder is – which of us will be the first to go?

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To err

To err is only human, but to really foul things up takes courage.A willingness to go forward in our thinking, completeing awkward thoughts and pressing enter at the least timely moment.

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Mother Nature Cries

I stood there, completely still; my toes curled into the stiff sand, letting the waves wash against my feet and glide back into the sea.
Thunder crashed and the darkened sky cried, I threw up my arms to let the tears fall into my palms, while the salty wind whisked my own away.

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