"She remember the pony rides..."
Denise climbs up and swings her leg over her pony. She feels his firm hands guide her legs. Her ankles are secured for the ride. The padding could be a little softer but it serves its purpose.She lowers herself into...
"A long lunch relaxes everyone and the stories and memories abound..."
This may sound strange, but it was the quiet that woke me. Normally London is a bustling metropolis, on the go twenty-four hours a day. With the exception of the very outer suburbs, the chances of encountering sustained quiet are remote....
"A veteran revisits his past"
He walked across Flanders field. His type writer heavy in his has hands. The pain and memories filled his soul as the red poppies swayed around him.She walked towards him, picking poppies for her village. Neither spoke as they looked...
"Emma and Donald begin their married life together with a special honeymoon"
Joseph and Sasha drop Emma and Donald off at the airport. Hugs and kisses are exchanged as they leave. The bulk of their luggage is marked for their final destination, so they do not have to worry about when changing...
"Two lives interweave and break apart before fate, and a new job intervenes."
Matt casually wandered and weaved his way through the people, smiling at some, nodding at others, picking up a salmon topped hors d'oeuvres from a tray offered him by a young girl, probably the daughter of Malcolm, his new boss, ...
"All was revealed by Marion, her school canings and so much more..."
Debbie's mum Susan had met Mike's mum Marion at ten sharp as arranged in the Olde Coffee Shop in the High Street. They greeted each other like old friends and the conversation was soon flowing very nicely.Sue was a stunning natural...
Sitting here home alone.I think yes dream back to before.Of what was, when two lovers met.Two young souls falling forever in love.Forging a life together.Conquering the surround wheat fields.Was it kismet on that warm July evening? Walking hand in hand.Stopping to...
"Don't worry, I can help you remember."
You can’t remember, can you? Yes, you staring into the cold glass screen, probably in in private or incognito mode. Yeah, you can’t remember, which is quite a pity. She remembers, and she’s waiting for you, but you don’t remember...
Been looking through our cardboard boxOf photos old and newSo many loving memoriesOf good times shared with you All those captured momentsA flashback through the yearsI studied each one carefullyI even shed some tears I wanted something differentAs your birthday drawing nearNot...
My eyes are clouded overRemembering you in sepia and nostalgiaThe way only I could see youEverything I ever thought you wereEvery detail I embracedAll the small thingsFrom your favourite colorTo the songs you sharedThe pictures of you begin to fadeTaken...
