My Achilles heel is MondaysI don’t want to let go of my Sundays I always feel a shiver of anxietyWhen Monday is in front of me It is just an ordinary day, you sayMost feel that way; that’s okay I have always found Mondays to be blueMy fun weekend grandma days...
We were movie stars, but we didn’t knowOur small faces pressed up against the car window glassWe were the passerby’s show Our car loaded down to capacitychildren pressed in like sardinesventuring to the nearby city Going into town with our mama was ourRoman Holiday A rare occasion from the dusty roadsour...
life is only happy when you have something to loveI think we were made that way by our God above Money is temporary a fleeting value for gathering thingsIt can never bring happiness to the heart unseen When you have a wagonload of friends and familytrue love and contentment are a...
When you cannot do everything you desiredo what you can and don’t require More of yourself than you are capable of doingwhat’s necessary, only the things ensuring You remain uprightTry to stay in the fight never throw in your only towelwho cares if in pain you howl Your determination to stay...
No more children-filled, fun summersMy Music has now changed drummers Those summer faces now gone for goodsweet little faces gobbling favorite foods Teaching small bodies to swimNow they quickly dive in on a whim They don’t need you anymoreBecause they fill a new door You grow older, and life is unsteadyThey’re...
In the wee hours of the morning, my secure figureIt was always of my sweet mama working to secure A great start to the day for her familycooking up breakfast to give us energy we never noticed how she would stand and shift her legswe sat greedily eating up our yummy...
The view from my front porch swingIt is a soul-soothing thing In the ballet, the hummingbirds danceTheir flapping wings put me in a trance it is hard to look awaywhen the squirrels are at play I watch the turtles slowly walkingblack crows above them, constantly talking The trees start to swayas...
The Greens I’m happy on the greens. The weeping willow scenes the ducks, geese, and turtles no sad, unhappy hurdles soft cool gentle breeze walking with such ease I love the greens today I love the days I come and play I will remember you tomorrow It’s where I erase my sorrows I’m happy...
The road of friendship is sometimes like a testall streets are different, not all like the rest We form relationships with people under different road-like conditionssome bonds will be strong because we find a friend who listens If the road is rocky and hard to travel downWe might take a detour...
