If I
was blessed
with the
chance of
talking to
my ten
year old
self I
would say
believe all
of it
because it
is going
to happen
Category: Growing Up
BlockMoms
There was
this mom
who back
when I
was young
adopted every
neighborhood kid
that mom
that block
mom that
every single
kids mom
was one
of many
moms who
knew that
most of
us kids
never had
a mom
at home
at all
HolidayTime
Christmas is
an odd
time for
you give
new and
decorate with
old Christmas
is I
guess just
like life
new brings
hope and
old brings
their happiness
Ornaments
Ornaments given
memories received
all mine
hung somewhere
on someone
else’s tree
bringing peace
ornaments are
like little
crystal balls
conjuring up
dreams fantasies
and hope
for a
better world
they never
grow old
just those
who gaze
upon them
they do
Casserole
There are good
days and bad
and a whole
lotta in betwens
that blend together
like some kind
of baked casserole
using up remains
of something else
we seem to
remember when first
we tasted it
but as meals
go so does
much of life
eventually becoming leftovers
and then goulash
dreams become reality
feeding the hordes