Debby Hackbarth
/ GreyThoughts.InfoAt any age, we need to be aware …
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We thought of ourselves as courageous and brave.
We can hike for hours in this horrendous heatwave.
“Joe, we can’t walk five steps in this serious…
By Debby Hackbarth
When we're young, we dismiss…
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In high school, the four of us were indestructible.
We could build forts in freezing weather.
In the pouring rain, we’d fish for …
By Debby Hackbarth
A spark of love can come …
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Bob worked with both of us and set up a blind date.
A movie, a meal, and a civil conversation would be great.
When I met him, he was handsome and …
By Debby Hackbarth
Sometimes we cower in…
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Solitude, silence, chaos, and confusion.
How could I keep my mind from explosion?
Fear powered the thumping and thrashing.
Was my brain curling and…
By Debby Hackbarth
Our lives are short and should…
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All people of the world comprise humanity.
Our beautiful lives experience ephemerality.
The world around us shows us our…
By Debby Hackbarth
We are mortal and our…
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We are mortal.
Life is short.
Death is inevitable …
By Debby Hackbarth
At any age, we need to be aware …
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We thought of ourselves as courageous and brave.
We can hike for hours in this horrendous heatwave.
“Joe, we can’t walk five steps in this serious…
By Debby Hackbarth
When we're young, we dismiss…
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In high school, the four of us were indestructible.
We could build forts in freezing weather.
In the pouring rain, we’d fish for …
By Debby Hackbarth
A spark of love can come …
————
Bob worked with both of us and set up a blind date.
A movie, a meal, and a civil conversation would be great.
When I met him, he was handsome and …
By Debby Hackbarth
Sometimes we cower in…
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Solitude, silence, chaos, and confusion.
How could I keep my mind from explosion?
Fear powered the thumping and thrashing.
Was my brain curling and…
By Debby Hackbarth
Our lives are short and should…
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All people of the world comprise humanity.
Our beautiful lives experience ephemerality.
The world around us shows us our…
By Debby Hackbarth
We are mortal and our…
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We are mortal.
Life is short.
Death is inevitable …
By Debby Hackbarth
Usually a young person has a…
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At twelve, she was the picture of health.
Her rosy cheeks and clear complexion …
By Debby Hackbarth
Death will come soon …
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Why do we dwell on death?
Should we not concentrate on life?
Loss is part of our everyday …
By Debby Hackbarth
Children are created with…
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Children are not blank slates.
Their chromosomes are half from each mate.
When they form in their mothers…
By Debby Hackbarth
Life gives you surprises…
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He wasn’t a playmate.
He wasn’t a classmate.
He wasn’t my prom date…
By Debby Hackbarth
This couple enjoyed wandering …
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We were an adventurous pair: a girl and a boy.
Our monthly meandering through the forest generated joy.
One springtime hike was filled with enormous …
By Debby Hackbarth
Although I have visited large…
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Once a year, we visited the business district in the big city.
We saw expensive goods not the dirty and gritty.
Our parents sheltered us from the intense…
By Debby Hackbarth
Generational trauma can be …
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My life lacked peace, just tumult.
A life filled with fear was the result.
My mom’s reassurance was …
By Debby Hackbarth
In the 1950s, preemie babies …
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She was a preemie but created to survive,
She was as tiny as a mustard seed but ready …
By Debby Hackbarth
Our son's school science project…
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For the next three days, it was my job to watch.
Our family had been waiting for weeks.
When would these chickens finally…
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Exploring your environment…
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On the way to school, we walked past “the home of decay.”
Wanda wanted to enter through the burned-out hatch.
Sam sought to go in using the back …
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Sometimes life is quite difficult filled…
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Bullies gave me grief in grade school.
Siblings soaked me with sorrow with solidarity.
Teeth twisting torture produced…
By Debby Hackbarth
As we age, we attempt to …
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Every day I wake up hurting.
It was not this bad a year ago.
Past accidents did cause …
By Debby Hackbarth
From the beautiful blossoms…
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It’s springtime, many things triumph and bloom.
The love builds between a bride and groom.
The students escape from the …
By Debby Hackbarth
Sometimes a love story …
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They did not expect their love to bloom.
It all started as a guarded blind date.
Letters back and forth did not…
By Debby Hackbarth
Spring is indeed a magical time…
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Unfortunately, the earliest greenery to sprout are the weeds.
Still bundled up, we yank at the weeds for all our worth.
The snowdrops share their white …
By Debby Hackbarth
Nature is all around us and…
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It’s glorious when the flowers sprout.
When their light fragrance fills the air.
Every young bud reminds me of …
By Debby Hackbarth
Be aware of your …
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A fragile-looking woman was lying on the damp ground.
“Pete, come here, I need you to help me.”
“I think this little lady has …
By Debby Hackbarth
An exceptionally loud…
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I couldn’t escape from the deafening pulsation.
I saw the curtains swaying from the…
By Debby Hackbarth
A loving relationship should…
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How do you share about someone you adore?
Love is personal and hopefully forevermore.
My lover is someone I honor and…
By Debby Hackbarth
In life, few relationships become …
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People contemplate God with exaltation.
Others think of lovers with adoration.
I ponder good times with my …
By Debby Hackbarth
A kind young man made a vow to …
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The old saying is that “opposites attract”.
He was tall and it looked like her height was hijacked.
Athletics was his passion; she preferred a…
By Debby Hackbarth
Numerous ways to have fun.
You can try eating a tasty bun.
How about a lovely meeting a nun?
Mothers understand the joys …
By Debby Hackbarth
There are many ways…
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What’s your definition of fun?
Do you like to bake your skin in the sun?
How about watching your child …
By Debby Hackbarth
When life seems darkest, call…
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I am horribly lost and need immediate assistance.
My world seems dark, damp, and depressing.
Do I use a kerosene lamp or a storm…
By Debby Hackbarth