Fading Love
At the beach was where Rachel McFann
Let the first boy she met hold her hand
Her date slyly asked her
Which would fade faster
Her love or the lines from her tan?
Category: Writing
The Pinafore
There was something odd about Theodore
And not something small one could just ignore
Just to hear from his brain
He seemed perfectly sane
But to look, one must notice his pinafore
Finding Forgiveness
I was fuming, but I knew I needed to get over it. She hadn’t done anything terrible but the circumstances had been such, that her carelessness had left me feeling abandoned. Why didn’t she see it? Why was she so sure that she had done nothing wrong?…
For Ony
I have a dear aunt named Devona,
Who is true to her lovely persona,
It’s her birthday today,
And I feel I must say,
Years just add to her glowing corona.
time
I have not felt like I have time to do blogging justice lately so I haven’t blogged.
There are certainly some things worth writing about though so I will try to give them a little credit here and then move on.
School is now in full swing and I a…
Do You Tell Them?
The moment each of my boys were born I whispered something to them. “Jesus love you.” Above anything else, above my own love for them, above their own esteem, I want them to know that Jesus loves them.
Some may consider it cliché, some might consid…
For I Wait on Thee
Psalm 25:21
Sometimes the road has climbs that don’t make sense. There are valleys that seem out of place considering our quest.
The wide and accommodating makes more sense and the level and paved road is much more appealing.
I am amazed a…
Not Writing
Hi friends! I thought I’d just post a quick note here stating my current condition. I’m not writing.
It’s not writers block. I’ve never had that. It’s not a time to take a break. I have no issues I have to deal with. I just have a busy schedule…
Squabbles
The squabbles of Carla and Carrie,
Made the boys they loved cautious and wary,
But such sweet girls appeared,
And denounced all they feared,
They’ll have peace until after they marry.
Leaning – Part 3 of 3
Leaning on Jesus (the everlasting arms)
“I don’t know how to do this?”
“I don’t know what I would do if I lost my mom.”
Loss requires an infilling
Josie’s Song
“You are the called and the chosen
No longer bound by your fear
Stand with y…