Interesting. I think I know what you are saying here. This seems like what I through just before I had got sick suddenly and was bleeding too. I felt like. Right after.my.hubby past that. I felt like everybody was not listening to me that everything was not right around me but I thought it was the world around me then instead it was me then. I ended up in hospital trying to figure out why I was bleeding. Thought I was being tested to figure it out. This was friday and monday I found out that I had emergency surgery. Right after surgery things were much better. They cut out ulcers.
Im.not sure whether this is that about the author or something else maybe about space and wondering what going on. What was happening. Who knows.
Right now I wonder about things with such evil in the world.
Pretty. Some people like silence and some dont. Dependi g on what one is doing time can escape through silence. God can listen to ones prayers then. One can find words and thoughts.
I personally dont like
Silence though. I have to have at least radio on softly. I may be wrong but at times when outside and looking at clouds I can have silence and thinking about his love and creation.
Interesting write. Different things do make people happy. How about peace in the world too but I may never see that.
Happiness is what you make it and it helps if God is involve too.
The last six or seven years have the hardest for me but my church has helped me a lot. Im singing by myself too. When my hubby was alive almost seven years ago I would have never done such a thing. Im getting through life one step at a time. That why I say without God things would be rather boring or impossible but with God all things are a surprise or possible.
Interesting. It is confusing why you would title this laundry day.It could be wash day though. I guess. Are you talking about an individual or about nature. I could see an animal or insect warming in tbe sun after a splash in rain water maybe.I can see a cat maybe playing with a frog or fly. Then dry in the sun again another day ending maybe different from beginning.
Wow. You are upbeat. Magical. Here we go. This is a bit imaginative unless you are a magician. Sound like my grand daughter in that she is fast at words. I tell her slow down. Me and others can understand you much better.It seems like the thought of being slow is never going to happen. I gather you are young or young at heart cause if you were old like me you would be slow and at times. I like to be slow so I dont fall or break a bone. Interesting poetry.
When isnt there a time to be kind. Kindness is part of life but a lot people dont do that any more. If everyone could laugh, smile or even grin that would help cause no one can stay anywhere without the same expression. Cant you see someone playing with a happy little baby and its little laughter makes you laugh no matter what. Thats just an example. Cant we all pretend that is the case all over. Why even the elderly with their gripes can smile then or a widow with her this and that to do ,can laugh a little and make their day a tiny bit brighter. Im.hoping this is the gist of this poem. Thats what its saying to me.
Nice. It seems like winter is very far away right now with tempts in 89, 90 and above. A snowy poem would be.good.except for the mess it creates. It would be great to see.a snowflake occasionly even right now. Yes, winter with snow falling here and there is magical and pretty in displays of glorious inspiration and dreamers paradise. Love this.
I love this poem too. I love light even a flicker of light. It does make one wonder about things it spreads light on. It.does make one think clearly too
They say heaven is.full of light. I like to wonder about things like.that. for light is beautiful and bright. Watch the sky sometime. I love to see.what a.cloud can be but within two or three minutes the cloud could be.something else beautiful. Who knows. God does and he isnt telling us but is always there.
Ok not sure what to think of this tale. It has a.surprize alright. Wow who would guess? It starts out fine and then the beautiful shiny bottle that was magic was a plus for sure. House was good one but the next wish wasnt so good. Where did you.come.with that one? This is a tale for.sure. Im not sure any man wants to be pregnant but what.an idea. And ot did work out well.
Wow. Thats good. I love light too as oppose to dark or evil.Even a dim light is much better than total darkness. Yes light is.good as sunny days better.than gloomy dark hazy days or even.stormy thunderous days. If you come.home.and the lights are out. You panic.and then get a flashlight or.even an angel with battery power lights then say thank you God for the light. Never.thought of writing a poem on such a.simple. subject but important one.
Interesting story. Wow. If you have lived through it and you can smile thats good. Everyone needs to hug and smile these days.There is not a lot to smile about these days. I do like stories or poetry that rhymes and this does well. Sounds like a game you will never for get too.
Wow. I not familiar with the Catholic church so I do not know the rituals but interesting story. Who would havee thought that the sister would get hurt cause she was concerned about the priest and what that man in the dirty shirt was going to do.There might be a lesson here be careful what you wish for.
Awesome. I can relate cause I wrote poetry long ago but cant remember any of them now but when years later when I look back on them and give them a face lift and new words they still light up in my mind maybe more so. I only hope that when I go to heaven my kin could finds these treasures of art and put their zing on the as well. Im trying again but With practice. I will be better like those treasure of poetry and stories I did long ago. Love this.
Interesting article. This.could have been written by a kid. Who else would think about dinosaurs . Love it. This article could have been written when the child did simething wrong and knew he or she would get punished but knew his or her. Mom still loved him.or her anyway. What a life lesson?
Wow. That good. I hadnt done that in a number of years. I love scripture though at least the easy ones. Thank. I may need to memorise some one day. I love hymns and wonder sometimes where did the words come from. My favorite are Amazing Grace and How Great Thy Art.
Nice. Love it. Yea real love is beautiful. A lot of people these days dont know what love is. My hubby has passed away now but he will always be my love. I love him when we got married many years ago and I love him six years ago when he died. You sound like you are in love. My hubby and I held hands a lot too and that was strange to some people. In fact he would open the car door for me until he had his stroke. Most people would call it quits when he had his stroke but I figure he takes care of me many years so my turn to take care of him. Good luck on your life of love. I have learned over the years God helps too
Wow!A princess leads the battle instead of prince or king. Its interesting that.she goes into battle to watch her knight.They get married and live happily ever after. After he is not a knight they will become a real family with. children too. Life is beautiful with children and hubby. Gee life is for most part good. My life was good with kids but now hubby has passed and kids are married with their kids but God is on my side so its ok. Its a beautiful dream. Love the princess and knight story.
Wow! This sounds like a homeless person that has years of experience but suddenly cant cope with reality. I can relate a little. My hubby had a stroke and suddenly after years of working could not work.that.took a toil on both of us for a while . He passed now but I had him with me another twelve years.
Awesome. I love it. I love simple poems like this.This is a beautiful poem that describes how God,Jesus,and man. Yes I believe everyone needs to read your poem. I definely believe in God more everyday. How else does things exist that cant be done unusual like this virus?
It would be a lovely poem except for that colorful word that denotes evil. But I will give you a break. I remember when we first got our trailor on lot and mu hubby let me put bulbs around. But not all.come up. He saw rabbit prints or where rabbit had been. I was disappointed then. Life us like that too we cant all have good days even if we try. Plants are like that especially seedlings.My grandaughter enjoys putting seeds in ground but. i tell her dont be too disappionted if they dont come up. Even though I dont like ugly language. I realize its use a lot but not me. I usually dont bother reading it but I like plants gardens etc. Good poem except for that one word. How.about bad.geese?
This story is good. It is hard to believe that a.fifth.grader could create such story. I love the characters and the imagination of the.Enchanted Forest of Valentines Day. What a.story with.chocolate and gold hanging on trees. I love things like that and I am what you might say over the hill but love fantasy and children does have good imagination at times. My grandchildren does at times. I wish I have a recoding for every word that even sounds magical .
This is good. Seems like it describes life too. Ups and downs some good and yea.some not so good.yes. I just saw the title. Describes its perfectly. Life is full of ups maybe a blessing or to and downs some hard to cope without God help and others you can go through with a twist or to dicipher. This poetry is.good wit its.color too. Never thought of it that way. If God is on your side. Life is better. God is good.
Awesome. Yea reminds.me of my hubby and my love. He is gone.now.but I still love him too this.happened.six years.ago that first year was.something else but Its not so bad now. I remember on my first.valetine after marriage he got me one of those big kisses. Gee I didnt think I ever.eaten it all. And let him.eat some too. I told him.next time.get me flowers. When I first write poetry I wrote love poems for him.too. this poem is good. Thanks for the menories.
Nice, I love chocolate chip cookies too. Who doesnt? This poetry is cute for kids and adults. If I were a chocolate chip cookie , I would want those that were hungery to count my chips first then eat the.whole thing swallowed by a big glass of milk. Be sure to devour every bite so I can be as strong as the one that eats me. I havent thought about that.
I am.not sure what this poem.is talking about unless it is talking about a storm when the surroundings of mountains can be seem.and then they cant when it is pouring rain. I am not sure why the last line is there though. Its a pretty piece of work though. I may have this all wrong. Could it mean you lost your love one that summer day. I lost my love my.hubby at that time forty.two years six years ago. That first year wasnt the best but its getting better.every year. But never really forgotten.
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