This is an adorable poem. I love the way it flows. Also, I appreciate how universal it is. I could show this to friends, family, or my significant other and it would still have meaning. In fact, I will do just that. I'll use a link to this page, to make sure you get proper credit and additional views. So, thanks in advance for helping me express my feelings to the people I care about.
This is all so relatable to me, and it's true. Love is much more than the commercialized garbage and sex that we see promoted by western media. Love involves being close to another person, being able to trust them with your life if needed.
Keep on writing, and I encourage you to connect with others whenever you can. Humans are a social species after all. Most importantly, stick together and cover each other.
A chilling little tale. As hypothermia numbs him, the stranded astronaut comfortably accepts his grisly fate. Perhaps he will be rescued, or perhaps not. This is very thought-provoking, and I liked the double meaning of "heading home" at the end. Seems to me like it could mean either his impending death in reentry, seeing his home again after being rescued, or perhaps even his "home" in the hereafter.
It's a real world scenario that teaches so many good lessons. Flurries is such a deceptively innocent sounding word, isn't it? Certainly one would not expect to be nearly killed by something called a "flurry"! Fortunately, the story ends on a high note thanks to the unnamed heroes who freed the protagonists from their icy, metallic tomb.
Awww. This is adorable. It reads like something I would be happy to read to my children at bed time some day. The sights and sounds this poem brings to mind are lovely and quite relaxing. That's pretty clever, I think; I'm far from being an expert, but I think engaging the children's imagination with such wholesome images should help them to relax or calm them when they are frightened.
It's a brutally honest slice of life. In only 655 words, you got me invested in these characters. I'm still not quite sure how you did that, but it's certainly an impressive feat. Also I give you bonus points for giving me ideas for what to say to my uncle when I don't have to deal with him anymore.
This story is all too real for so many people. I felt compassion for Emily, appreciation for Ms. Gail, and hatred for Mrs. Cuthbert. I don't know what to say except good job.
This story hit very close to home for me, speaking as someone who never had a "Captain" for much of my childhood. I think the space adventures are a great metaphor for escapism. Often I fantasized about space myself growing up, about having the freedom to travel wherever I wanted. Going into this story, I never expected to get so emotional, but here we are. Thank you for writing this.
This work is very touching, and yet it spares no effort in illustrating what monsters money can make of people, even in loving families. I was moved to tears by the mother's suffering. This story gives us a great picture of who Mr. Gangadhar was, and for a brief moment, it lets us share in the family's grief for his passing. I always cry when I think about my departed grandparents, even after all these years, so I found this story very relatable.
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