Cleaning the Air!

Pollen and I don't get along, It causes me so much tedious grief! So, when a downpour comes along, I know with it comes some relief. It may be only temporary help for me, With more awful pollen on the way. But, I thrill as each drop of rain falls, Cleaning leaves, and keeping sneezing... Continue Reading →

Accompanied Flight: Sunday Devotion #4

Isaiah 46: 3-4 Listen to me, descendants of Jacob, all you who remain in Israel. I have cared for you since you were born. Yes, I carried you before you were born. I will be your God throughout your lifetime—until your hair is white with age. I made you, and I will care for you.... Continue Reading →

A Real Battle Looming

Exercising would make a great hobby, I know, But I find that I just can't stay loyal. Although I have more than enough space to move, My love of food results in a battle royal. Written for the Three Things Challemge #238 for Sunday, May 17, 2020 from Pensitivity 101. The prompts are hobby, loyal,... Continue Reading →

The First Time I Held You: Sunday Writing Prompt

My eyes filled with tears, Holding you in my hands. A sensation gripped my soul, As I felt my heart expand. I seemed to be someone new, No longer just like any other. I knew you would depend on me, For I was now someone's mother. I called you my Black knight, Your dark skin... Continue Reading →

The High Price of Fickleness: Tale Weaver #275

Rodney was known as a fickle prince, No one girl was enough for him. He didn't try to understand fidelity, Thinking he was such a gift to them. Intimacy was for girls, he thought, He was just looking for some quick fun. But, like every cad whose ever lived, A situation arose he couldn't overcome.... Continue Reading →

Grateful for Their Presence

Lost without knowing why, Love can fade away. It must be nurtured With grateful words each day. Written for the Weekend Writing Prompt #157 from Sammiscribbles. The prompt is Fade, and we are asked to write a poem or prose in eactly 17 words.

Finding Joyful Moments: Sunday Devotion #3

Habakkuk 3:17-18 Though the fig tree does not bud and there are no grapes on the vines, though the olive crop fails and the fields produce no food,though there are no sheep in the pen and no cattle in the stalls, yet I will rejoice in the Lord, I will be joyful in God my Savior.... Continue Reading →

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