Writing

When The Heart Becomes Frigid

Lately I’ve become a little cold, not because I live in Alabama in March where it is 75° one day and 35° the next. I’m talking about the inner man, the part that, when fed properly, yearns to grow. It is also the part that, when I live for this flesh, grows dim and frigid.
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Happy Birthday Bill !

Although we are not certain, it is believed that on April 23, 1564 William Shakespeare came into this world. In 1616, on April 23, he died.  We are all familiar with who Shakespeare was because at sometime in our schooling we were made to read one or more of his works.  I personally was too dense
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