Oceans Apart
Watching for White Cliffs
I miss them
I miss the melons I eat waiting for their texts
I miss the way they giggled and said car
sick
I miss the ocean waves crashing as I wait for them
That beautiful sunny day and shuffles of feet passing by
I miss the floating green vegetation tipping at our toes.
Water cold, rocks gleaming in the setting sun
I miss the way it smelled in a town that wasn’t theirs
But they claimed it as
I miss my friend
Their life churns on and so does mine
Thoughts prevail of what’s for dinner and how has the time
Their mind never glances back to our day
Yet they are so close and I am far away
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Ruth Ann
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Gratitude For Life
The last time I laughed so hard that my belly hurt was ___________ Rupi Kaur's Gratitude Writing Prompts When I was 24 and going to a women's support group we would laugh, I would go home with a sore face and sore sides. Why? I wasn't used to smiling or laughing. After a few months of doing that, I never have a sore face, sides, or belly from laughing as I laugh enough.
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