Flavour of the week

A NOSTALGICNOTE INVOLVED—BUT WORTH IT!

Ruelha

Back in the day, still a youth; she had some hay. Never really was a lonely day. Always surrounded and had her way. She always loved walking, a habit she keeps to this day. Alone she prefers it, without any talking. Or if the company is good, excuse her thoughts to make that leeway. But not around a track or in circles, on the open road with some traffic and other hurdles. Just outdoors, wherever it leads. Keeping rhythm with her thoughts, wherever the heart and soul proceeds. This was during the summer vacation time. Her bestie and her, everyday they walked around morning time. Over four kilometers to the beach. Would take a couple of hours to reach. Just to sit on the sand, and get a little tanned. Girly talk: dress patterns, Christmas and peers. Of dreams, and life and passions, and fears. Then a new boy just…

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About Jonathan Caswell

Mr. Caswell has been composing poetry at least since High School. He has been on WORD PRESS for ten years and contributes to two other blogs beside this one. This blog has a Christian emphasis but all bloggers are welcome. Mr. Caswell chooses to---with permission--re[post material of interest

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