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Janet Setters - all messages by user

9/27/2011 9:00:15 PM
Introduction	Hello everyone, My name is Janet. I work for a major retailer,and I am working on an associates degree in retail management. I much prefer writing, but I also need to work for a living until I am published. My ultimate dream is to be a writer. I am also going to be recertified as an Emergency Medical Technician (EMT). I held my original certification for ten years before surgery made it impossible to actively run calls. I do plan to work in an advisory position and maybe work with transports only. I grew up on a farm in Southcentral Pennsylvania and still live in the country. I am divorced from my second husband, and have no children of my own, but am very close to my nieces and nephews. I also have a ****-Zhu named Harry. My boyfriend, Georgie, and I are co-owners of about twentyfresh water fish, icluding a frog. So, this is a little about me. I am glad to be here and whish everyone the best with all that they do. Janet
12/16/2011 4:09:53 PM
Love story romance	Denise, This is a lovely poem! You do need to correct the word since to sense. It is a poem from your heart which is something very hard to share with others and especially with the one you feel this way about. Never fear speaking from your heart because that is wheretruth lives. Good luck, Janet
12/16/2011 4:13:39 PM
On the devils highway	Warren, Well written and very perceptive. Janet
12/16/2011 4:18:51 PM
Pitter Patter	Pitter Patter Pitter, patter, pitter, patter The heavy drops fall Hitting the tin roof My eyes are becoming heavy As I curl under the blanket Pitter, Patter, pitter, patter I yawn and stretch Like the fat cat Settling in for a nap My thoughts begin to drift Across the vast ocean of my mind Thoughts of the flowers Stretching their roots Wriggling worms Spreading nutrients through the soil Feeding the flowers, grass and trees Pitter, patter, pitter, patter The rain sounds off a soft cadence on the tin roof Creating a beat Pitter, patter, pitter, patter I drift off to sleep with the sound of the rain hitting the tin roof Pitter, patter, pitter, patter Softly sings the rain on the tin roof Pitter, patter, pitter, patter Written By: Janet Setters
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