The Lost Art of Being Neighborly
Rewind time take me back to the days where neighbors were neighborly. When borrowing a cup of sugar was a...
Brenda Arledge was born and raised in New Holland, Ohio and presently resides in Washington Court House, Ohio.� She has enjoyed writing poetry since she was as a young girl learning to write words.� She believes poetry is the turmoil of one�s emotion that comforts the soul connecting people together.� Now a person with a disability, she tries to accomplish the desires she wants to fulfill.� Her work can be read on Hubpages.com and Allpoetry.com.� She is a freelance contributor to Nobleworks Cards, waiting for market review from Blue Mountain Arts Cards and she has published a short story �Nightmare Revenge" in �Office Number One".
She has a page on Facebook �My Writing� where she posts her poetry. She is the administrator of a page on Facebook �Poets with a Voice� which contains poetry of fellow authors.� She is the administrator of a group on Facebook �Sparklecity Poetry Group� where she encourages others to post their poetry.
When she is not writing she enjoys planting flowers and taking care of kitty-cats.� Her belief statement:� �Make the most out of life.�
Her work can be read at:
-�https://hubpages.com/@brendaarledge
- https://www.facebook.com/secretemotionspoetry/
-�https://allpoetry.com/Brenda_Arledge
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