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Thought For the Day: Lest I Keep My Complacent Way, I Must Remember Somewhere Out There A Person Died For Me Today. As Long As There Must Be A War, I Ask and I Must Answer; Was I Worth Dying For?

“Lest I keep my complacent way I must remember somewhere out there a person died for me today. As long as there must be war, I ask and I must answer; was I worth dying for?”- Eleanor Roosevelt

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Little Rocket

Twinkle, Twinkle Little Rocketby Michael DoyleTwinkle, TwinkleLittle RocketTruth be toldAnd we must talk itUp above the world somewhereWhere you are we know not whereBut worse is that we do not understandJust precisely where you will landI hear that we will … Continue reading

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Christmas Lights

Christmas Lightsby Michael DoyleLooking out from the heart of the cityIt’s best to take things with humor so wittyAnd to know that children are our possibilityBecause they still see impossible things with claritySanta doesn’t have one child, he has them … Continue reading

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Lessons From Life’s Jungles

There are laws that are met in all jungles be these forested or concrete.  The two most vital are survival and truth. Lessons From Life’s Jungles by Michael Doyle The jungle has two laws Survival and truth There is no … Continue reading

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A Twinge of the Mundane

In the continuing series on seeing the world through a photographer’s eyes, we look at the question as to what is to be done about the mundane… A Twinge of the Mundane by Michael Doyle Seeing the mundane into extraordinary … Continue reading

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Indiana Back Hills

I am not sure really how Google’s mapping GPS works.  It usually gives me the most direct and quickest route to my destination.  On my way home last night, I received directions that could not have possibly have been the … Continue reading

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Dancing Cheek To Cheek

Thinking on the Prohibition, flappers, gangsters and murder as she wrote… Dancing Cheek To Cheek by Michael Doyle Dancing cheek to cozy cheek Might bring us to ruin Libertine as it is It might lead to our undoing The habits … Continue reading

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It Came As It Did

First Friday and third day of Na/GloPoWriMo 2020.  Today’s prompt is to create a word bank based on 10 key words and then not necessarily using all but keeping in mind an effort to echo the rhymes for these until … Continue reading

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Thought For the Day: Lovers Don’t Finally Meet Somewhere. They’re In Each Other All Along.

“Lovers don’t finally meet somewhere. They’re in each other all along.” – Rumi    

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Streets Made of Marmalade

A truly wonderful story for children of all ages.  This is my small tribute to a tale that I probably love  more than I should. Streets Made of Marmalade by Michael Romani Rather small Rather sneezy As you’ll recall It’s … Continue reading

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