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Nothing is harder to let go of than Grief
Describe a phase in life that was difficult to say goodbye to. When I lost my sister in 2010 to a horrific car accident, I never thought I’d enjoy life again. My grief spanned years, and still has its moments in my day to day life. In my mind, there is nothing harder to let…
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Dirt under my Fingernails —a poem reflecting on spring activities
time to watch the dandelions growwith the scent of freshly baked bread, if you know you knowalmost time to rake the leavesscent of soil permeates my nose, while the shrinking snowman grievesas the dirt under my fingernailsleaves depressions in the soil, tiny seeds will grow or failjoyous season is almost hereI will ride my scooter…
Coddiwomple World 