Santa and Frosty on a yard, That did nothing for me, Adad pulling his two babys in a red wagon, Simplicity and love, A real feel of a Christmas pre-carol, Its raining now, Funny just had tears in my eyes,
Category Archives: firstperson
Decided
Sometimes writers need to augment avenues we propel our lives toward.Book seller and writer I am but I desire good money coming in. I still desire to help my two adopted sisters it isn’t relevant to me that one is not talking to me. They both matter to me. I have always lived books,animals andContinue reading “Decided”
Off to the kitchen
I have a need, get the crock pot out, The biggest, Nicest crock had to be stored away, The little stool for feet I had placed by the kitchen window, Lewis and Lady would share sitting on it, Evidently in another life they were human and not cats, They would crap there, I chucked outContinue reading “Off to the kitchen”
Sisters
None are perfect, Love isn’t perfect Neither are sisters, That doesn’t make them throw awayable (a Val word coined just now, Moments like sisters are precious, We are deal with what occurs in our lives our way, I may have lost someone I loved, However I gained more from having her as apart of myContinue reading “Sisters”
This late
Late in November Crisp air, Open the door porch quickly out then in, Don’t linger! Nights darken sooner, Some trees still bear leaves, Reminds me of November 1994, Warm no snow that Thanksgiving, LIFE HAD MEANING, I had family, I just returned from first completed season at Mt.Rushmores concession, Mom was alive, I looked forwardContinue reading “This late”
That I care
What’s the first impression you want to give people? That I write.I want them to know when I write its to sometimes bring me peace. I cry allot. Empath, I lan on never carrying again.
Loss of someone dear,Penny Taylor Martin,
I was hurt, I tried to be there for her, She was very special, Ill miss Penny, We shared fur animals, I wish her the best, Maybe that’s all we truly get in life brief special times with those we love, I was hurt I felt like she thought I had made up the catContinue reading “Loss of someone dear,Penny Taylor Martin,”
Cat food
Old brand Nine lives, No longer sixteen pounds, Now fifteen.five,, same price,
Only ten
Angel wings in tack, Lost his fight, Cancer took his happy tomorrows, No more baseball games, Imagining he was a farmer, A jet pilot, A hero, No first dates, No first kisses, No wiping his mothers tears when he becomes an eagle scout! No playing in a band, Or football, No prom, No tux, NoContinue reading “Only ten”
Two books
What book are you reading right now? I’m reading two books. “A vision of murder”, the author is Victoria Laurie she is an actual medium. She writes mysteries she reminds me of Janet Evonavitch.Victoria is fun and sexy married to a hunk of an FBI agent. Also reading ‘Coffee with Nonna’, by Vincent Ifzzi, VincentContinue reading “Two books”
Val Whitewolf 