The world seems like such a big place, but social media has brought us together to touch each other’s lives
And what have we found out?
We’ve found out that we’re so much alike … We guide; we strive;
We laugh; we cry; we dream; we scream; we follow our own route…
But now we know we’re not alone
We never were…
It doesn’t matter our age, youth or grown
We all want our voices to be heard
That’s all…
We know someone listens if ever we should fall
Or celebrates with us when we stand tall
Deborah A. Bowman, March 26, 2018
BowmanAuthor and Writer/Editor 
You are 100% correct Deborah
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Thank you, Marion. It helps so much to know in the dark of night, there is a shining light in heaven.
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A brilliant poetic truth! I’m glad we connected. ✨🌈✨
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So am I! I thought of you while writing this. 💗
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Oh, that fills my heart with so much joy. You are a darling, Deb! ❤
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You make me so very happy! Even on my bad days. 💖
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YES!! I’m so happy to be part of your happiness. We’ll bolster each other and soar! ❤ By the way, I'm writing a short story for a collection I've been working on. I added two goats, one for you and one for me. LOL. ❤
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Iris and Missy!
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LOL! I didn’t name them but they are two Boer goats who can haul a cart. 😀 I knew you would it. ❤
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Can’t wait to read it!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
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This story is for the first volume I’m doing with my friend, Wendy Anne Darling to explain how the Sisters of the Fey began (Slavic witches). This story will appear in four parts, in each of the four seasons of our poetry short story collection volumes called, Fairies, Myths, & Magic. I’ll share when it’s finished. ❤
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Hey, this white fairy witch is 50% Scottish, 25% British, and 25% Slavic (Czech), Grandpa Hovance! I knew we had to be related somehow besides the goats!
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LOL! I’m pretty sure I’m all German/Russian. Both sides of my family came from Dreispitz, Russia. They were Germans who farmed the wheat fields of Russia until around 1906. They participated in the Kansas land grab and ended up there. On my mother’s side I was told she was born on the boat coming over… That whole side of my family is really sketchy. My mom died when I was 3. I never knew her or her family. Funny how that all finds its way into my writing. LOL! 😀 We are definitely related, I’m sure. I feel like the universe is guiding me to the family I never had. ❤
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A lovely message, Deborah.
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TThanks, Robbie.
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Colleen, I could use a sister at this time. I won’t even get into my “sister” story. It’s sad, but I am resilient!
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