My mom started her day With the end Cooking dinners first Was how she'd spend Her early waking mornings At the start of her day After dinner she'd fix lunch Then breakfast our way Which was usually Cereal and sometimes toast We loved the fruity kind Or the crunchy ones most Of all we loved … Continue reading Ramblings in the kitchen
This poem was inspired by a photo of a friend with her son (not pictured above). Mommy and me What is this that I see Oh it's mommy and me Looking at me in the mirror I couldn't see clearer That she's lovin' me so See how she shows Me that I'm her first son … Continue reading Mommy and me
Do you realize how much valuable time we spend taking on the cares of this life? Sure we all have responsibilities but that's no excuse to pressure ourselves to the point of exhaustion. The eating of tree of the knowledge of good and evil, in my belief, left us crippled. For the Father knew that … Continue reading Who cares?