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They Say

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They say, work hard.
They say, good things come to those who wait.
They say, do good in school.
They say, work hard.

They don’t know what they are talking about.
They have money, and power.
They have connections and resources.

They tell us to work hard.
But we know that it won’t work
It is all a big lie.

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Check out Nancy’s latest book:
Ramblings of a Chaotic Mind and The Shadow Realm Chronicles: Maeve
This is a collection of poems, thoughts, short stories, and art. I hope you enjoy them.

Ramblings of a Chaotic Mind- https://www.amazon.com/dp/B09YYKHG6S

The Shadow Realm Chronicles: Maeve https://www.amazon.com/dp/B07GNBLGVR
The Shadow Realm Chronicles: Matthew https://www.amazon.com/dp/B08HKJ57FM
The Shadow Realm Chronicles: Justin https://www.amazon.com/dp/B092JPL3HP
The Shadow Realm Chronicles: Maurelle https://www.amazon.com/dp/B0B8GW9SC8
The Shadow Realm Chronicles: Annabelle (Coming Soon)
The Shadow Realm Chronicles: Marius (Coming Soon)

The Creed of the Chronauts- https://www.amazon.com/dp/B0B8WKXJSD

Rain

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water drop
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Tap Tap, splash, splash, plop, plop!
As you walk the puddles splash up getting your pants wet.
Despite this, the sounds are soothing.
Tap Tap, splash, splash, plop, plop!
Tap Tap, splash, splash, plop, plop!
 
Tap Tap, splash, splash, plop, plop!
The cold sinking into your clothes as,
It sends shivers down your spine.
Tap Tap, splash, splash, plop, plop!
Tap Tap, splash, splash, plop, plop!
 
Your lips turned blue, the rain thickens,
Now running down your forehead and into your eyes.
You blink as you wipe your eyes,
Tap Tap, splash, splash, plop, plop!
Tap Tap, splash, splash, plop, plop!
 
As you return home, the warmth hits you.
A blanket wraps around you as you sit and listen,
To the tap tap of the rain on the roof.
Tap Tap, splash, splash, plop, plop!
Tap Tap, splash, splash, plop, plop!

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The Morning

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sea dawn landscape sky
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THE MORNING
The alarm resounds in my head, and I grumble and moan.
It pulls me from my slumber with a start.
My blankets wrapped around me keeping me warm as the cold morning air hits me.
 
I pull the covers over my head.
It can’t be morning already.
I want to hide from everyone and everything.
Just lay and look up at the ceiling and dream.
 
I want to hide from the world and pull the blankets closer.
The cold morning air wakes me, but I retreat under the covers.
Never leave the warmth and safety of the bed
Just lay and look up at the ceiling and dream.
 
I lay alone with all my thoughts,
The quiet in the morning
No one expecting anything from me
In this quiet time, oh the thoughts that come
 
Alas I must rise, each day the same
Running a race that never ends
 
Let me pull the covers back over my head.
The race never ends, just to take some days alone with my kids.
No work, no stress, just me and my kids.

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Before the Sun

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The alarm rings in my ear.
The morning light is still so far away.
I pull my covers over my head and groan.
Another day the same as the rest.
The smell of coffee fills the air.
The warm shower meets me with another groan.

I drive to work the moon greets me for.
The sun has not awoken yet.
Same roads each day,
I sip my coffee as I drive.
Driving in silence as I try to wake.

Each morning more of the same.

The alarm rings in my ear.
The morning light is still so far away.
I pull my covers over my head and groan.

Another day the same as the rest.
The smell of coffee fills the air.
The warm shower meets me with another groan.

I drive to work the moon greets me for,
The sun has not awoken yet.
I sip my coffee as I drive,
Driving in silence as I try to wake.

Each morning more of the same.

The alarm rings in my ear.
The morning light is still so far away.
I pull my covers over my head and groan.

Another day the same as the rest.
The smell of coffee fills the air.
The warm shower meets me with another groan.

I must face today another day.

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New Book

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The Adventures of

The Adventures of Zelda and Foxy

The Kindle and print versions are live!!!!!!

This is a children’s book, written and illustrated by me. I hope you enjoy it!
My name is Zelda, and this is Foxy Roxy. He is my pet fox. I didn’t always have Foxy. Let me tell you how Foxy Roxy came into my life.