We didn’t walk into it or fight our way through it.
A beautiful work of art.
Spun to catch it’s prey.
Up all night, gone by day.
Temporary home maker, permanent bug wrecker.
Are you a spider hater?
~P.
Aug 4, 2012
Clipped Wings
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I am upset with my son and his disrespect towards his father, step-mother and I. None of us seem to be able to get through to him that he is traveling down a dangerous path that will put him on the wrong side of the law. ~P.
An angel looking down, a tear and frown.
Clipped wings for being a clown.
Jagged edges refuse to heal.
Dare make a last appeal.
Can’t come back, have nowhere to go.
The penalty of going with the flow.
Feb 17, 2011
“Last Night”
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It snowed last night.
I didn’t get no rest.
A fine white powder,
The very, very best.
It kept me awake.
My eyes on my friend.
Trust no one
Only an ear, I dare lend.
In age I am youth.
That is no surprise.
It is experience,
Making me wise.
Never watched Nascar.
People love so dear.
Just out of sight,
Though I can hear.
Quiet those damn cars,
Give me a break!
Tranquility I seek,
Within that white flake.
girlboxer1970 