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By prepping meals ahead of time and storing them in the freezer, dinner is as straightforward as dumping everything in the slow cooker.
Source: A 7-Day Meal Plan with Prepped Slow Cooker Meals | Taste of Home
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another night fades
as the first one to go ~
and tonight there’s a quiet
the lonely heart knows
as the place
once adorned by a voice
on the line
and silence made sweeter
by the passing of time
there’s a bed on the ridge
where grace slumbers now
as destinies grieve
what her years won’t allow
was forever
(a moment)
we passed on our way –
flowers left blooming
in the places we lay –
in prayers as a name
repeated again –
and tears have no shame
for to fall
memories gather
in the shadow of life
and we wonder how soon til
forgotten –
will no one be left
not a soul to recall –
who we loved
why we came –
what we made of it all
more than marks to the page
or dates to a stone –
is someone
to hold us
long after we’ve…
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When you leave I become
the sea gull begging salt from
from the briny air.
My veins are a winding tunnel
Of deep purple sea.
I channel you in the night owl’s
perpetual call that awakens the
Subconscious to the feel of
your phantom hand at the angle of my
hips.
At dawn your shirt hangs from a
Closet door in the buttery sunlight
and I become so small I could slip
inside the lining of your chest
sheltered by your warm skin where I
long to be.
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Night Owl Poetry - Dorinda Duclos
For Daddy…I miss you ❤
When I’m feeling a bit nostalgic, a tugging at my heart
I tend to putter around the house, looking a bit lost
I am hoping to find that ray of light, or even part
Telling me you’ve returned to me, my fingers crossed
Word of the Day – Return
Ragtag Daily Prompt – Putter
Daily Word Prompt – Nostalgic
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