A mum's love is better than gold, her caring heart is more precious than silver. Wishing all mothers in the United Kingdom a happy day. Be safe! Written for the Three Things Challenge #182 from Pensitivity 101: mum, love, and caring.
Martha looked contentedly out over the fields, listening to the buzzing of the honeybees. She had found a lovely house in which to spend her vacation, with a green garden filled with the most beautiful flowers that brought her soul rest. After spending six months working with a tumultuous crowd of people, the key to... Continue Reading →
Yes, I wrote "whom" because Kasey, my beagle mix, was more like a human being than some of the people I knew! His bark was worse than his bite, but I think he liked making people think that he was fierce, howling when someone knocked on the door in the night. But, friends had only... Continue Reading →
She looked at the husband, the guy who had stole her heart so many years ago, and she knew that he would always feel like home. Written for the Three Things Challenge #144 from Pensitivity 101: home, guy. look.
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 →
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.
Patty wanted to scream! As she watched the tanned man with the withered hand and an impish smile that belied his age attempt to release the elastic band on the box of copier paper with just enough flair to impress the younger female assistants, she so wanted to cave in and go do it herself!... Continue Reading →
Katie knew that her mother thought she was doing what was right for her precious daughter. But, she wrapped Katie in a bubble of fear, not allowing her to experience the real world, unlike the other children playing outside their windows. Some days, Katie wanted to scream at her mother to let her go outside... Continue Reading →
He was a little nerdy guy, With his ruler in his pocket. Every day he seemed so jittery, Like his hand was caught in a socket. Even with a pimple on his nose, His personality was awfully kind. So, I chased after him shamelessly, Determined to make him all mine. It was a brisk and... Continue Reading →
