Mindy the Moose Way up north, where the winds blow… Lives Mindy the moose, big, brave… In the shimmering snow, her story’… Of adventures and tales, both new…
In the quiet hours of twilights em… My heart breaking space. Your once vibrant eyes, dimmed be… Tells stories of struggles; of tri… The weight of your frailty rests o…
In a home where love’s light lists… “Honey do’s” are sweetened twists. Tasks penned with a loving kiss, Moments in life we shant dismiss. She writes with a smile, her scrip…
Quail whistles Bob White, As crickets strum their leggy tune… A moth flits, drawn to the porch l… Its delicate wings brushing agains… Above the moonless sky,
In a world of words, where meaning… A tale unfolds—a linguistic ride. Bombastic strides forth, bold and… A lexicon soldier, sword in hand. With syllables clashing, vowels ab…
In a quaint suburban yard, so neat… Resides a troop of chihuahuas, pet… Yet chaos lurks in this tranquil s… Brought on by feral cats, both sly… The neighbor’s cats form a motley…
In the hushed embrace of dawn, whe… KenRay Lake rests, nestled among… For sixty years, you’ve cast your… A dance of hope upon its mirrored… The sun, a flat rock, skips across…
In the realm of screens and endles… Where stories weave and tales unfo… A world of pixels, bright and bold… Yet truth, it seems, is bought and… We trust the posts, the likes, the…
In the quiet corner of a weathered… An old man sits, his spirit a sile… His bones, like ancient oak, bear… A lifetime etched in wrinkles, a t… I. Independence
A century’s bloom, a life well-spe… A mother’s love, heaven-sent. One hundred and two years of grace… A journey through time, a cherishe… Her steps may falter, but not her…
In the quiet of my aging bones, I can sense the rain’s impending a… A symphony of ache and anticipatio… As if the clouds have confided in… My joints, weathered and wise,
As I stand before you today, I’m reminded of the countless sunrises and sunsets that have marked my journey through life. At 68, I’ve seen the world change in ways I could never have im...
In the dance of cause and effect, Karma spins a subtle thread, Where actions plant the seeds we s… Bears fruit on the paths we’re led… What you reap is what you plant,
Behind the mask, a secret lies, A world unseen by prying eyes. A smile painted, a laugh well feig… And beneath it all, true feelings… A mask of joy, a mask of peace,
Waldo The Walrus, In the Icy waters where the brisk… Lives a walrus named Waldo, with… He’s big, he’s blubbery, a sight t… But all poor Waldo wants, is a fr…
