To me pecans taste like childhood,
They fell from the family tree.
Sticky leaves, crackling branch wood
Hulling and cracking, we three —
Siblings, nuts in varied degree.
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composed by yours truly
Stuffed
Stuff, more stuff, and even more stuff —
modern life says hey be a bigger stuffer
we stash, we store, expand and puffer
acquiring, collecting more stuff every day
sorting, organizing our stuffed lives away
Sappy
A lumberjack’s best friend is a good lager.
Rooting for health
Did you ever stop to taste a carrot? Not just eat it, but taste it? You can’t taste the beauty and energy of the earth in a Twinkie®.
P.S. Don’t get me wrong — I’m not knocking a good dose of junk food once in a while. A pair of
Swellheads
Egotism is overvaluing your little speck of the universe.
Overflowing
whenever you lose a loved one
even though your heart feels empty
always remember that it is still full —
of love and thankfulness and memories
Happenstance?
Sometimes what we believe as coincidence is really just getting ourselves caught in an angel