//Miss Molly

Remeber Molly?

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She's a whole two and a half years old now and such a doll. She's got an attitude and one heck of a cute voice. But oh has she grown, such a lanky little thing; delicate and lovely.

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//Writing; My Soul is...

Creative writing assignment:

"My Soul is..."

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My soul is a misunderstanding,

Words that wander, aimless,

But alight on wings of wonder

Waiting for that which will give it purpose.

And my soul,

For which it wants,

Waits,

For the soft praise of love,

To unravel that which has been tightly bound,

My soul feels,

For it is a child unaccustomed to the darkness

Swimming through scarlet oceans,

To proceed through the light

And be reborn,

For that is the adventure through which time passes,

And begins again.

//Beautiful Day

I was a beautiful day out today. A nice soft breeze. The sun was shining. And the company was good. Ran some errands in the afternoon, did some homework, but spent the morning with Amanda and Mavrick.

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