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Poetry is often created from the need to escape logic, and express feelings.
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This is a story about my love for animals
It is a tragic story that has to be told.
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'The following article was featured in the Salt Lake Tribune on Feb. 14, 2012. 
By pamela manson
The Salt Lake Tribune
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MAY BOOK STORY IN PROGRESS Chapter One Complete (unedited)
Authors of Chapter One; Valentina Olincia, Elena Rosalee, Clinton Neve, Betty Neve, Doug Neve, Winnie Stewart, Robin Night, Big Daddy Cash

Billy Joe was watching for her in the crowded bus station, a girl whose face he didn’t know but he knew her heart. His interest in her began almost two years ago when he answered an ad from a girl looking for a pen pal. He was intrigued by her introduction letter, the words reflected a beautiful person.
Billy was a cowboy from Texas, he owned a small ranch where he worked sun up to dawn to make a living. His desire was to find a wife and raise a small family. When he read the ad from this young lady it gave him a warm feeling, He thought maybe, just maybe this is the love I have been looking for so he answered the ad inspired by the thought. What really caught his attention was one sentence she highlighted; “I want to marry for love, and to be treated with respect and devotion and raise children to be fine adults with integrity.” So Billy started the correspondence and from that day until now they wrote to each other every day.
Her name was Julie and she lived on the other side of the world in Russia. Well I’d say over 5600 miles is the other side of the world. Anyway it wasn’t long before their friendship blossomed into love.
The day has finally come for them to be united, he was to meet her at the bus station at approximately seven, she had written in her letter don’t worry you will know me, I’ll have a white gardenia in my hair and I’ll be wearing a white leather jacket.
It was the holiday season and the bus station was over flowing with people so Billy stood atop a bench searching for the white gardenia, his heart skipped a beat when he spotted her. He…
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Yesterday I cried with no aspiration' My sorrowful tears were no consolation. My spirit was broke, my emotions shattered. I hopelessly cried for hope with tears of no matter. Crying my heart out from the depths of despair. I cried in darkness for life has not been fair. Peace beacons me but within I take cover. Reflections of darkness are what I discover. Yesterday's tears are today's mournful cry. I am pleading for mercy with a tear in my eye. My tears keep falling have I lost my sanity. A broken heart lost in a moment of vanity.
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When My Gracious God created My Mother,
He chose the flower of Mother Love. Planted the seeds in his special Garden
Watered them with tender rain drops
Nurtured them with sunshine and care,
Then Watched them grow sturdy and strong,
Like no other flower in his garden of love
When they were in full bloom and glory.
He picked them and made a gorgeous bouquet
He touched them with a loving forgiving heart ,
Then kissed them with lips of understanding.
Then gave them the precious gift of motherly love.
This is my gift to you my child he whispered
That grandest flower of all in my garden of love.
The beautiful and enchanting Forget-Me-Not.
I watched you rise on the wings of a dove.
Through misty clouds to heaven above
As you left with grace in your usual style.
Now I hear your voice…
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This is a read along so turn me on and read along with me.
Hello there you two legged people my name is Flame.
I'm biggest of the litter and that's my one claim to fame.
I like to get on top of things looking for something to chew.
My master puts things way high so I won't get them, but I do.
He put his slippers on top of a high dresser so they'd be safe.
But I got them and chewed them to pieces all over the place.
I don't know why I do these things, I guess it's the puppy in me.
My master loves me cause I'm smart, but I do make him unhappy.
I remember on day I found his lower choppers in a drawer.
Now he just munches because he can't chew any more.
I was so sad because I had never seen a grown man cry.
From now on I'm gonna be good, I know I can if I really try.
There are six of us dogs who live in Big Daddy Cashes domain.
Two have to go, I hope ones not me cause I do want too remain.
I love my Big Daddy Cash and this place is where I want to be.
All together Billy Bob, Miah, Tootsy, Sweetheart, Bobby and Me.
Oh, And My Big Daddy…
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As Billy Joes memory returns he has a flashback the takes him back to the day of the disappearance of Julie, the day that set off the unusual chain of events. He was picked up by agents of the United States Counter Terrorist Unit and taken to the CTU to be briefed. The head of CTU, John Bates by authority of the Secretary of Defense enlisted Billy Joe as secret agent, in return a deal was made to find Julie and return her to safety. They already knew she was somewhere in a Russian prison.
At the briefing John Bates explained the events of the present day crisis. He took Billy through the causes and the tragedies that started this entire horrific chain of events.
Billy listened but he couldn’t believe what he was hearing, he thought these are the actions of fools, playing roulette, hoping that the ball will fall in the right slot.
After listening to John for well over an hour he said; “I have heard the speeches and read the news, no wonder the world is in the worst economic crises ever, and now this. Of course I’ll help in any way that I can.”
“John; this whole fiasco sounds like Satan’s solution to rise in power on a wave of world euphoria and save the world so he can sit in the driver seat.”
wendy joy brady said… 
BigDaddyCash you love everyone of us, and you inspire us to write so breathlessly alive and willful, present in expression and glory, thanks for all the inspiration you send our way. The fellowship breathes a light of promise everyday because of you, and your divine enthuiasm, always stay real, always stay you, because we love you, the way; you are...
Elizabeth Steinhilber said… I am a published author. I also wrote for an on line paper. I have a few busy days ahead but after that, I plan to sit down, have a good look around, I will figure out the pages. I do love having other writers to converse with.
PRISCILLA MCNIEL said… Hello BDC, thank you for the comment and insight. I have enjoyed your postings and learning a lot from them
Priscilla

ROBIN NIGHT said… How's my Daddy, I love the video on the main page. I also love your three posts. You make me happy and I am glad you are my Daddy.
Clinton Neve said…
Josephine Marie Abreu said… Hi, BDC!!
Just wanted to let you know how much I enjoy the theme on the main site. Murphy O'Malley and MissPiper purr their thanks (and shed on the keyboard, haha)
Hugs to you and the Dogs,Happy Thursday!
Josie :D
wendy joy brady said… Dear BDC, I was hoping to catch up today and have a chat with you about Susan. Oh! well, hopefully soon. Did you get my message today? I hope you are well, in mind,body and soul. It has been so long since we chatted about life, bye, love Wennie xxxhugs
This was my Ed in better, healthier days, about 7 years ago.
Alas, now the sparkle is mostly gone, replaced by pain and sorrow. But in my heart he alsways looks like this (or even younger!)
Found my facebook account too? easy to do, for Ed used my maiden name too, for this way he helped himeself investigating for the family book.
I am in it with my full name, befriend me, if you like, you are welcome, although 1/2 is Dutch and German! Nan
wendy joy brady said… You always put rainbows in the grey clouds...I read your story again about Josh!!!! it was very inspirational even the second time around, well done xxxhugs
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