be good, do good
be better, do better
speak kind, speak kinder
be different, live different
don’t spew mean words
don’t hate, don’t retaliate
foul words spoken
little ears hear
it’s not amusing
that scary out of control
behavior is showing
and
insults do not solve
they only hinder
your growth
which is meant for your good
and if you do good
we will all be better..
{Dear God, please help us all}
autumn rain
clears the air
revives the earth
from summer’s heat
hues of gold, yellow and brown
leaves that fall
and dance around
crispy apples, take a bite
sounds crunchy
like leaves under your feet..
bring out the sweaters
that wrap your arms
nice and cozy..
a cup of coffee or some tea
don’t forget about hot cider, and
of course a sweet spicy treat..
an autumn girl I am..
r gould
O Lord, You have searched me and known me.
You know my sitting down and my rising up;
You understand my thought afar off.
You comprehend my path and my laying down,
And are acquainted with all of my ways.
For there is not a word on my tongue,
But behold, O Lord, You know it altogether..
Psalm 139:1-4
Crafting does not come easily to me, but I got enthused about decorating a glass jar. The purpose for it, is to hold notes to self, prayer requests and anything else, that I may want to go back to and reflect on. It was a very simple project and I was pleased with the outcome. The Weekly Photo Challenge is Repurpose.
numbers
on the scale
numbers
on clock
our lives
are based on
numbers
it’s a very sobering thought
outnumbered
by numbers
is that who
we are
do numbers
tell us
that we
have come far
or not..
in life
that seems
to give
those with
high numbers
the number one spot..
r gould
i am looking for words
where did they go
they seem to have left me
i just don’t know..
i think they got sticky
and are stuck
maybe, they got run-over
by a big truck..
i hope i find them
or they find me..
i want to be wordier
with words flowing and free..
a torrential rain came down from my eyes
i had fought the tears for so many years
not wanting to go back to that moment in time
leaving home, angry, frustrated and hurt
i felt freedom at last
forgiving what i had considered unforgivable
loving the old man i was leaving
and looking forward to
when we would meet again..
