Special Moments
I fingered impatiently with the folds of my dark green, flower-printed dress, looked at the interesting yellow lines criss-crossing the large room’s red c...
I fingered impatiently with the folds of my dark green, flower-printed dress, looked at the interesting yellow lines criss-crossing the large room’s red c...
The Apache Nation has their roots buried deep in the dry, red soil of the southwestern United States. Their roots flourished and grew, even though the land was ...
Something in the sky looks promising In a strange and marvelous way Something in the sky looks promising And it brightens up my day Something in the sky Shows ...
I am waiting for the morn To break into the night I am waiting for the morn The dawn’s bright early light Patience and peace shall get me through This still and...
Today a poem of mine called “A Chance” was featured on my sister’s blog: Sisters On Our Knees. (It is a very nice blog, by the way!) Here is t...
I know this does not fit the theme of most of my posts, but one of my friends suggested I do a post about the Regency ball we had on October 22. It was held at ...
I have a cat and a kitten. I wish to tell you what I have learned from them, for I have learned a great deal. But before I tell you what I have learned, let me ...
This is the same story from a pessimist’s view and a optimist’s view. Which is the true story about me–the pessimist or the optimist? -The Pessimist...