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The Donkey
Winter Mischief at the Brickyard Every winter, like clockwork,he’d turn up—this old donkey,like he knew exactly where he belonged. Right… READ MORE
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Time of Day, Time of Night
Between Dawn and Dusk Morning breaks—the world wakes up,Soft colours rising in skies above.The air feels rich with promise and… READ MORE
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Where My Heroes Began
Still That Boy There once was a lad sat in Carlton town,By an old oak tree where he’d often sit… READ MORE
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The Journey Home
“The Boy Who Wrote His Way Home” Ink-stained fingers, a poet’s resolve,Crafting dreams in lines he evolves.“Life favours the courageous,”… READ MORE
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The Party I Never Had (Until I Did)
I sat in that small classroom,noise bouncing off the walls—birthday talk, loud and bright,like something I wasn’t part of. They… READ MORE
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Reflections on Life
Self‑Discovery and Identity — “What Was and What Will Be
The Future You Create
The future waits in quiet clay,
Shaped by the hands that work today.No distant star can chart your way,
Like choices made along the day.Each step becomes tomorrow’s view,
By Paul Baldry (LongJohn)
The future lives in what you do.
Poetry of Life 