You came into my life with so much love share. To be loved was nearly too much for me to bear. Used to capricious men whom I'd learned to fear, I tried to push you away; you remained near. We haven't wasted time looking for a fault, Recognizing we go together like pepper and salt.... Continue Reading →
We do so much for our children, and one of the hardest words for a mother to hear from a youngster is "I can do it myself." Yet, even as they grow into adults, we still feel to try to help them in any way possible, as much as we can and not make them... Continue Reading →
Eileen was hesitant to open the door leading up to the attic Because she was afraid when she got up there she might find That her beloved husband had been keeping a secret from her, One that involved escaping the marriage and leaving her behind. What she found was so astonishing that it made her... Continue Reading →
Image credit; Google images I had planned to see Bilbao, Spain by now, For it is at the top of my bucket list. But Covid keeps evolving and changing, Turning a travel certainty into a wish. So, now I live vicariously through snaps From the cameras of much braver folks. Frankly, I'm perplexed that the... Continue Reading →
The Guitar Player by José Ferraz de Almeida Júnior and was found at Wikimedia Commons. Reticent to admit that I really liked him, It was easier to notice what I rated as his faults. But, as I stood there listening to his guitar I started singing words that I could not halt. His great delivery of... Continue Reading →
Exodus 4:10-11 Moses said to the Lord, “Pardon your servant, Lord. I have never been eloquent, neither in the past nor since you have spoken to your servant. I am slow of speech and tongue.” The Lord said to him, “Who gave human beings their mouths? Who makes them deaf or mute? Who gives them sight or makes them... Continue Reading →
I love your dance moves. Each step seems impossible. Oh, to swing like y'all! Written for the RonovanWrites Weekly Haiku Poetry Prompt Challenge: move and step.
Don't believe your best days as a man are behind you, And that now all you can lift is your coffee cup. For because we have days alone to ponder as guests In places for hire around the world, life, for us, is looking up. We both are older, and we've learned to pick our... Continue Reading →
I know that everyone will see something different in the photo, which is the essence of a photo challenge, but the face reminded me of George Floyd. I apologize in advance if I make anyone uncomfortable. Photo credit Sarah Whiley Sleep on, my brother George, and know that you are missed. A core of your... Continue Reading →
Savoy Auto Museum, Cartersville, GA My friends, driving just doesn't come natural for me, Oh, how I wish it was like playing piano by ear. I am flummoxed by directions that bring me to tears, As I travel south when it's really north I'd planned to steer. Written for the Weekend Writing Prompt #247 from... Continue Reading →
Help from Heaven 