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A Past

Pink Froth

By |April 30th, 2016

Her grandmother’s touch and watchful eye.
As she grew with all the freedom a child shouldn’t possibly need, she tested even her grandmother’s watchful eye. It was during one of those delightful family gatherings where she tested her grandmother’s watchful eye. Everyone was there, from all parts of Arizona and even California. She loved it […]

My Grandfather

By |April 29th, 2016

Her fondest memory was with her grandfather sitting on his lap and he would take a teaspoon of coffee and ask her to blow into it. 

Then came the reward of drinking it. This occurred about ten times in a row and suddenly she was as happy, voracious, and rambunctious as any child could be […]

The Queen’s Horse

By |April 27th, 2016

 

You’ll Not Contain Her
If You Try She’ll Be Like
Lightning In A Cage
She’ll Storm For Her Freedom
But She’s The Fastest One
“Then Bring Her To Me”
Requested The Queen
“Only She Can
Help Me Run The Fastest
Be Expecting Us
Runaway Dream”

When She Stood Up
And I On Her Back
I Felt Like Zorro
I Knew Then
We Were
An Unstoppable Force

©Natalie Keshing

She Was Only Four

By |April 24th, 2016

 

She at four:

A baleful of consequences started to be a part of her new life; non-comprehension and some days flying by the seat of her pants. She had started to feel inured for she deserved more.

Nick was incensed that she wasn’t eating the food prepared that night for dinner. She remembered his screaming, his […]