little pond BIG frog

Look what I found in my little tiny fountain pond this morning...

Fruits of My Labor

Oh......sweet summer!

From Where Did This Come?

Every line upon my face
Tells a story of a place
In my life
I laughed, I cried
Oh yes, and sometimes lied.

For living life is not so pure
As one is told in youth
One does what one must do
To survive, Life

One does what one must do
And so it goes with you and you

Then when life you begin to see the other side
You will make no attempt to hide
Behind the stories told in youth
You will embrace with open arms
THE TRUTH

Then life comes so pure and clean
You want to scream,
"I’m still alive! Look at me I survived!"

Meo 2010

wOrDLeSs FrIDaYs

A MOMENT IN TIME I WANT TO PAUSE SAVOR AND REMEMBER...

Yesterday's Walk On Our Property

Oh, how lucky I am...may I never forget it!

A poem for all mothers...

My Mirror

THERE is a mirror in my room
Less like a mirror than a tomb,
There are so many ghosts that pass
Across the surface of the glass.

When in the morning I arise
With circles round my tired eyes,
Seeking the glass to brush my hair
My mother's mother meets me there.

If in the middle of the day
I happen to go by that way,
I see a smile I used to know--
My mother, twenty years ago.

But when I rise by candlelight
To feed my baby in the night,
Then whitely in the glass I see
My child's face look out at me.

Aline Kilmern born 1888

My Mom and My Daughters

The three most important, influential and memorable women in my life.

From left to right, my youngest daughter, my mom and my oldest daughter.

The year was 1987.