Toni McGuire · Burrst

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I'm a blogger English teacher and musician. I home school my son and blog about our life in China. I've written on home schooling and various short stories that one day I'll get published. I play piano, guitar, and sing the stories that I write. Life is sweet right now. I'm enjoying the place I am in.

I'm sitting on the bus fanning myself with my purple fan and daydreaming. I'm a beautiful Spanish lady in a long black and purple dress with a matching head piece. Sitting on the front porch of the hacieda I share with my love; fanning myself and looking. I'm waiting for my love my dark haired and eyed lover who fights...

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Published 5 years ago

A walk with my dear one

Our early morning walk is a long tradition for us. We started walking in the mornings when we got married and now 25 years later we are still at it. Our neighborhood has changed in that time too. We see the changes as we stroll hand in hand down the street.
“Do you remember that small shop...

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Published 5 years ago

I have come here every day since school got out; this is my escape from my house. It’s not easy being a 16 year old girl who isn’t all about boys and then having a younger sister who can’t stay home because she is always on a date with some boy. Here at the coffee house I can write stories or play my music once a week if...

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Published 6 years ago

Love Cried

Arianna cried. Bobby had said some cruel and unforgivable things to her tonight. For the past three years Arianna and Bobby had been married and trying to have a baby but after 2 miscarriages, Bobby started to wander to find another woman who would have his child and after 4 he was mean enough to say it was...

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Published 6 years ago

WINTER - ‘The Lone Rose’

The lone rose sits on the now withered and brown stem. A single scarlet rose in the dismal and small yard. How is it with the coming on of winter this one last scene of summer’s gaiety still lingers? This one blood red rose puts me in the mind of you; my dear loved one who planted...

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Published 7 years ago