A wagging tail
And eager face greet me
As I stroll inside our home.
I feel the weight of tiny paws on my legs,
And the soft wetness of a tiny tongue against my hand.
I stroke the shiny tan fur of a small creature,
My Chihuahua Maya.
Tuesday, April 29, 2014
NaPoWriMo 24
The smell of fresh hay surrounds me
As I walk into the barn.
Horses whinny,
And I hear the sound of my boots
Pattering on the cement floors.
Passing the tack room,
The scent of freshly cleaned leather wafts out to greet me,
And my senses are pleased.
The noise of hooves hitting ground
Can be heard from the arena,
And I love it all.
As I walk into the barn.
Horses whinny,
And I hear the sound of my boots
Pattering on the cement floors.
Passing the tack room,
The scent of freshly cleaned leather wafts out to greet me,
And my senses are pleased.
The noise of hooves hitting ground
Can be heard from the arena,
And I love it all.
NaPoWriMo 23
Life is a confusing thing.
We go to school,
Work,
Every day, and
What for?
To come back home,
Day completed?
What is the point of a day then?
What are we DOING with our lives
If we do not help others!
We go to school,
Work,
Every day, and
What for?
To come back home,
Day completed?
What is the point of a day then?
What are we DOING with our lives
If we do not help others!
NaPoWriMo 22
Fly on the wall,
Do go away,
And do not pester me so.
Your big black eyes
Dig into my soul,
Your wing make me repulsed.
Fly on the wall,
Do go away,
And do not pester me so.
For I have a swatter
Right here in my hand,
And care, do not bother me so!
Do go away,
And do not pester me so.
Your big black eyes
Dig into my soul,
Your wing make me repulsed.
Fly on the wall,
Do go away,
And do not pester me so.
For I have a swatter
Right here in my hand,
And care, do not bother me so!
Tuesday, April 22, 2014
NaPoWriMo 21
Dark
Light
Good
Evil
Just
Unjust
Citizen
Outlaw
Hot
Cold.
All of these are opposites,
Just like personalities.
Light
Good
Evil
Just
Unjust
Citizen
Outlaw
Hot
Cold.
All of these are opposites,
Just like personalities.
NaPoWriMo 20
I don't understand:
Why the world turns
Why people cry
Why you can get burns
Why humans die
Why dogs bark
Why it rains
Why fires make a spark
And why they make chains.
All these things are yet to be learned.
Why the world turns
Why people cry
Why you can get burns
Why humans die
Why dogs bark
Why it rains
Why fires make a spark
And why they make chains.
All these things are yet to be learned.
NaPoWriMo 19
Some say it's not real,
Or it's impossible,
But I say it's possible.
My God walked on water,
Turned water into wine,
Restored sight to the unseeing,
Gave me eternal life.
He even died for me,
And rose again!
That's
A
MIRACLE!
Or it's impossible,
But I say it's possible.
My God walked on water,
Turned water into wine,
Restored sight to the unseeing,
Gave me eternal life.
He even died for me,
And rose again!
That's
A
MIRACLE!
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