From places deep within my cobwebbed heart
I lay my shame before you,
And leaning, ask to rest against your soul.
Once bestowed with strength disguised in icy calm… 87 more words
I remember the rush of excitement as the cascade of shiny color spilled out of my pillowcase sack on to my bedroom floor. I would methodically separate the loot into its categorical piles: chocolate, suckers, hard candies, chewy cadies, chips, gum and then the miscellaneous pile of disappointment that usually included a toothbrush (we had a dentist in our neighborhood), a couple of pencils, an apple, some coins and homemade popcorn treats. 504 more words