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Commenting is not available in this sections entry.Where are your children tonight?
It’s funny how you can look back at photos of your children and wonder where that small child went.
What happened to the cheeky smile?
The fear of the dark that enters every room and makes Sleep fell quite anxious.
What happened to the trusting hug that locked around your neck?
Did I miss any signs? Did I even look?
Who is the person in front of me?
They have walked in the door with a dour expression on their face.
There is no connection.
They will never throw a ball with you again.
They will never ask you to help them ride a bike.
Their life will be full of secrets, despair, anxieties, and faded dreams and ambitions that I will never learn of or even imagine.
Just as my parents never knew about mine.
citizenjoe has been around for quite a long time and when I say he has been around, I mean he has been around. He likes writing and enjoys hanging out with this motley bunch of characters.
Lionel Gherkin is a sad sack with good reason, the poor bastard. You can read why in 
Along for the ride is Shelby Wright. Shelby is ahighly respected and well-to-do-man-about-town. He is the group's cultural attache; its conscience but not really its heart. 
And let's not forget Brenda Spoon. The lovely of the group. She a humourous bone that'll grab you like a meat hook and then tenderise like a piece of steak. People tell me she's hilarious; and who knows, one day I may even laugh at them.