Dear Little Me – Lost Memories

-- Mel Morrison   Dear little me,   I fall asleep dreaming and imagine you at nine, roller skating around the rink and at twelve climbing trees high enough to reach the stars.  I imagine you at fourteen, catching fireflies on those warm summer nights. Chills awaken me. You are not real, painful lost memories... Continue Reading →

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Love Holds and Love Stands

  By Mel Morrison   My heart bleeds love as I glance at a picture frame of my love and I embraced in a kiss at precisely three-thirty three. I believe it was springtime in 2006 of May as Cam reminds me, “It was a picture of our wedding day.” With tears dripping down my... Continue Reading →

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