I looked through the glass in the window, Watching the beautiful robin alight. The leaf swayed under its weight, And everything in life just felt right! Nature was doing its wondrous thing, And we all must do our part. Let's help the birds remain, By taking climate change to heart. Written for the Three Things... Continue Reading →
I must learn how to balance my love of writing my blog and a job. I know tens of thousands of you do it every day, but as always, I tend to obsess over getting the teaching right. Therefore, it takes up a lot of my time, even though I only teach two courses. Yet,... Continue Reading →
Travel dreams await! Want to march down unknown paths. Please, Lord, let it be! Written for RonovanWrites Weekly Haiku Poetry Prompt Challenge: dream and march.
No language problem. Music is universal!
Books are like wondrous lovers, As we lose ourselves with them. They devour all of our precious time, Even when it's the Brother's Grimm. They take us to destinations That we may not ever see, To meet the inhabitants there, As we move among them so silently. We don't realize that time is fleeing, For... Continue Reading →
Make Today Happy! For the last month, every other Sunday, I have been teaching my Sunday School class, because the regular teacher volunteered to do something with the children. I was somewhat surprised to be asked to substitute teach (actually, I was volunteered). I will admit that I am loquacious in class, sharing other Scriptures... Continue Reading →
They aren't acting like blood brothers this evening, fighting over who received the nicer shirt from their mother for Christmas! What silliness! Written for the Three Things Challenge from Pensitivity 101: shirt, blood, evening.
Safe in our cocoon. Ashes piled up in the grate. I'm warmed by your love. Written for RonovanWrites Weekly Haiku Poetry Prompt Challenge #286: Ashes and Cocoon.
From Mindlovemisery's Menagerie for the Sunday Writing Prompt Caitlin looked at her son, Jeremy, as he entered her home, and she just shook her head. She was so ashamed at the way he was dressed and he smelled of alcohol. She thought, "I never had alcohol in our home, so how could a child of... Continue Reading →
I hug you in my memories. Written for the Saturday Six-Word Story Prompt from My Random Ramblings: Memories. Dedicated to my son, Malcolm (died August 12, 2006) and my sister (died December 19, 1972).
Help from Heaven 