Diane Frick
Bio
Hi! my name is Diane and I started writing poetry in fourth grade. I had a notebook of poems that got lost somewhere along the way, but I still love to write today. I hope you enjoy the thoughts from my insanity!
Stories (7/0)
Looking in my Friend's Eyes
Remember when making friends took no more effort than sharing a swing? You are swinging along and a kid about your age comes up and says, “I’ll push you and then you push me, ok?” You say, “OK!” The kid says while pushing you, “Hey. Do you want to be friends?” You say, “Yes” and they say, “Yea!” Boom. You’re friends!
By Diane Frickabout a year ago in Poets
The Brown and Orange in the Red, White and Blue
I bleed brown and orange. I grew up on guys like Eric Metcalf, Kevin Mack, Ernest Byner, Webster Slaughter, Michael Dean Perry and Bernie Kosar, just to name a few. I stayed loyal through The Fumble and Red Right 88. I loved them with their 2016 record of 1 and 15. Every Sunday, I hope and I pray and then I cry and then I say, “See you next Sunday,” because they are my team. They are my Browns. Nobody could turn me away. Nothing could shake my resolve. That is, until now.
By Diane Frickabout a year ago in Unbalanced
