Hold on

Hold on to the dreams,For they fast fly.Hold on to the dreams,For they freeze dry.Hold on to the dreams,For they fade die.Hold on the dreams,For they just go by. Copyright © Wordhunter

My Name Is Gold

I can see my house from the window. Laying big and buzzing with its dormant strength. Every day I witness moon silver beams making the home look dozy as it rested in its cool silver glow. Far yet so close, I can hear the dreamy voices vaporously exhaling its mist. I used to be the…

Our space on earth

Birds fly high from tree to tree,Buzzing around the nectar is the busy bee,Dogs bark strolling the midnight street,Having a morning laid-back a cat elite,Bulls, cows, ox live without any realisation,It’s just he, she and we who pay for our space on earth. Copyright © Word hunter

You are not my Home

You are not my home,Just a old broken window. A Window for longing and light,For Melancholy and comforting breeze. My Window for waiting year on year,And for memories of scandalous moonlight night. They are for flowers and empty streets.They are for vacant space for surviving emptiness. Windows are for the world to peek in,They are…


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About Me

Hi, I’m Lillie. Previously a magazine editor, I became a full-time mother and freelance writer in 2017. I spend most of my time with my kids and husband over at The Brown Bear Family but this blog is for my love of food and sharing my favorites with you!

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