Photo Credit to Sarah Whiley Gary knew that when he was asked by his sister, Janet, to allow his nephew, Mick, to be his apprentice that a day would come when he would hear, Oops!, for Mick seemed prone to accidents. But, he loved his sister so much that he just couldn't tell her no.... Continue Reading →
A Wave and a Smile Mean the World to Me: It Says that You See Me
While Douglas played disc golf, I went for a ninety-minutes hike in one of the parks near us. There weren't many people on the trails that day, but when I did pass someone, it meant so much to me that a man or a woman would smile and wave at me. I would return the... Continue Reading →
The Sweet Moment You Realize that He or She is the One: Fandango Flash Fiction Challenge
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 →
Ode to the Men with Gray Hair!
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 →
We Are Not the Enemy
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 →
It is the Heart that Matters in Loving Others!
A Thank-You Card to God and Douglas He Loves Me! This week at one of my doctor visits, I caught sight of my husband staring in worry. Then, he touched my face, and I felt so loved. I thought I need to write a blog about this amazing love, because there is so much negative... Continue Reading →
Overcoming the Scars of the Past
The bruises are gone. The pain is crusted over. I have joy again! Written for RonovanWrites Weekly Haiku Poetry Prompt Challnge #395: Crust and Scar.
