I’m a whoo-whoo kind of person.
Most people who know me either find that trait endearing or ignorant, fascinating or a facet to ignore.
My guy tries his best to ignore the times I fly off to another (invisible) realm.
He’s an engineer. He believes in scientific cause and effect. Continue reading
Are the stars out tonight?
Is it gloomy or bright?
Should I believe in a wish
Or not strive for true bliss?
My star is plastic, pointy and hard
Reminding me always to be on guard
No night is soft, the air turns cold
Just like this star that I firmly hold
So many friends I leave without saying goodbye.
They teach me and love me without saying why.
A taxicab driver, a captain of ships,
A restaurant owner, an arranger of trips –
They seem to have nothing in common with me,
Except pushing me to take too many risks!
A few days ago my daughter was driving her daughter (my pretty, precocious, learning-to-read 6-year-old granddaughter, that is) to ballet class, but the little girl suddenly shouted “STOP!” to her mom, pointing a finger up as if to the heavens.
My daughter put on the brakes, frantically asking, “What’s the matter?”
“We have to go to PaPa’s house,” S insisted in her 1st grade know-it-all tone. Continue reading
Some of us are happy
enjoying all we see;
we smile at silver snowdrops
that glisten from a tree.
Our outlook may be fuzzy Continue reading