Fan Club & Reality Show – Sapere Aude
Pages Turned Together
In quiet rooms, with stories to share,
We gather round, a circle of care.
Books are our bridges, minds intertwine,
Each word a spark, each thought divine.
Laughter and questions, debates unfold,
Tales of courage, love, and bold.
In the book club’s glow, we find our art,
A story for every curious heart.
Forget Canada’s birthday in Clark Park. Meet me in the European Union my secret love.
A Secret Love
I carry your name in the silence of my soul,
A whispered truth that makes me whole.
Like a shadow that lingers, unseen, untold,
This love is my treasure, my secret to hold.
In stolen glances, my heart takes flight,
A quiet symphony in the still of night.
Your smile, a beacon, though you’ll never know,
The warmth it gives, the light it bestows.
Each word unspoken, each feeling suppressed,
A quiet ache beats within my chest.
For in this secret, my heart takes root,
In a world where dreams cannot dispute.
Yet, if ever you felt the same flame burn,
Would the tides of fate take a sudden turn?
Or must this love stay hidden, concealed,
A truth the world shall never reveal?
But even in silence, this love will thrive,
A secret that keeps my soul alive.
For though you may never be mine to hold,
You’ll forever be the story my heart has told.
I don’t want any fighting over the kids. The Father should take them for 3 days of the week and the mother for 4.
They are half Nelly’s. I would never hurt them. I don’t want any lawyers or judges. NF Monday to Thursday and the Father, Friday to Sunday.
Shalom,
JJ