Ray

Ray

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Happiness is sitting, on a spring morning, underneath the oak tree in the middle of a green field, and feeling golden sunbeams on my face.

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Writing

Being Being

A Poem by Ray


The Wind The Wind

A Story by Ray


Take a look Take a look

A Story by Ray


Shadow Shadow

A Poem by Ray


Fire & Ashes Fire & Ashes

A Poem by Ray


Limit Limit

A Story by Ray


~ Sam's Game ~ ~ Sam's Game ~

A Story by Ray


Yesterday Yesterday

A Story by Ray




About Me

"Let us remember: one book, one pen, one child, and one teacher can change the world."
- Malala Yousafzai

"To hold a pen is to be at war."
- Voltaire

"The pen is mightier than the sword."
- Edward G. Bulwer-Lytton

Writing is fundamental. Writing is how we transmit things to others, how we let history live one, how we keep our morals in our society. Writing is how we go on adventures otherwise never have gone on. Writing allows us to express our deepest emotions.

But as I have grown in maturity I have come to realized that writing is the way that we can fight from home while others fight with guns. If there is only one thing I can do in the hopes of bettering the world I live it, it's writing. And this is why I write.


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Posted 7 Years Ago


thanks for the review .... ^-^

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Posted 7 Years Ago


Thank you kindly for your sweet reviews! I'm glad you enjoyed my poetry!

--Jenny
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Posted 7 Years Ago


I love to read poems, but I can't say I have much talent writing them !!

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Posted 7 Years Ago




Can you feel that Christmas spirit

There's magic in the air

There's a kind of kindred brotherhood

And Christmas decorations everywhere

And we know that Santa's waiting

And his sleigh with gifts is filled

Now the Christmas chimes are ringing clear

It's very still



(Shhhh....)



There's a special kind of happiness that comes but once a year

And with friends and loved ones all around

We will share our Christmas cheer

And we know that Santa's waiting

And his sleigh with gifts filled

I can feel that Christmas Spirit


( by Paul Revere and the Raiders )