Come hang out and rock and read with me here...

Come hang out and rock and read with me here...

Sunday, November 26, 2017

Yesterday, Today, Tomorrow or Sometime? Hello?

Well, hello Today. Whatcha got for me? You know, sometimes, we look at Today through Tomorrow's window. Which is hazy and can leave us in fear of the not knowing. Today is what we got. Open the window and let it in. And fear and anxiety out. I know... Easier said than done. But what can we change or accomplish by worry? Nothing. What can we change or accomplish by not? Everything. Worry keeps us from living Today by hiding in Yesterday and Tomorrow. And thinking about that day called Sometime. Signed, Hello!

Friday, November 10, 2017

She Struts Her Cuff!

Most of the time I write, it's off the cuff. But, I do go back over it to make sure you won't fall down or have to sit down or run away from reading it. PIMP LOL. And, also, that it makes your daily walk a lil funner. Puts a bounce in your step. Swagger in your jagger. Tude in your mood. Oh. And, here is one of my poems called YET. Signed, She Struts Her Cuff

Saturday, November 4, 2017

HUSTLE, BUSTLE & GETTING THE LED OUT!

Mowing hopefully for last time this season [our 2nd May & Spring] and cleaning up the yard and cutting back the hedges early because we have a lot of other stuff to do today. And, after a month and a half since Irma hit, amongst all the hustle and bustle and getting the Led out, we're still finding shingles. 252 now. So I guess you could say that 🎶there's abustle in our hedgerow, don't be alarmed now, It's just a spring clean for the May queen. Yes, there are two paths you can go by, but in the long run, there's still time to change the road you're on. And it makes me wonder.🎶 Have a fun day. During these months, we all get caught up in the hustle and bustle and sometimes find ourselves going down the wrong road. It's never too late to change. Speaking of change? Time for this queen of hustle to clean up and change before I get all in a bustle. Time for the wonder of music. Signed, Because She Knows All That Glitters Is Not Gold