Aerie

Aerie

well like any other book at first it is boring but as you read on you get caught up. Speak of vetch a serf turn dragon-boy turn jouster. Vetch was content with his lot. When jouster Ari rescues him from him tyrant of a master and took him in as his dragon boy. He could hardly believe his good fortune and listening to ari talking of dragon and how he came to be a jousters with a dragon like no other. So when opportunity came vetch took it, and his life is never the same come with me on this adventure if you like dragons fiction.

Poem for the Old Lady that Lived in a Shoe

Poetic Trials

She had always wanted to be a mother

For as long as she could remember

So took them all in

Friends, family, children and pets

 

Until her home was overflowing

With kindness, laughter and mirth

She had been blessed with a big heart

And gentle hands

 

So they all come to live

In her little house in the shape of a boot

She makes sure they are warm

She makes sure they are loved

 

In a world of misplaced hearts and broken toys

People tend to hurt more than loved

So she will be their mother

Doctoring wounds and soothing pain

 

Knowing, we will never understand

Everything she gave freely

but understanding

we knew she always had an open door

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Nice Girls Finish Last Too!

TheReporterandTheGirlMINUSTheSuperMan!

This is in response to Eva Finn’s post “Nice guys finish last, not because…”

So a lot of guys came out of the woodwork– a bit defensive, stressing the guy in the story wasn’t really “nice” and arguing what constitutes a “nice guy” or a “gentleman”.

Well maybe at some point, Jon was a nice guy or you were a nice guy, or that juror number 6 was a nice guy too; but you know what all the “nice guys” have in common? They met their Queen B who opened them up and set their hearts on fire while they were still breathing.

And girls, you know this has happened to you too! You have been stomped on and may have even lit a match yourself.

We were all “nice” once–

when we met someone that we thought as being special, connected, kindred souls. You poured your heart into doing…

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