When I had a mothermy hair would cascadein curls of auburn perfectiona red velvet bow to accentuate the wave And I’d wear my bestnewly sewn frockwith lace at the neckand fishnet stockingsand patent Mary Janes And the girls giggling with delightwould skip hand-in-handto the school promand the boys shyly perchedagainst the back wall would wonderhow […]
Isolated and incapacitatedI am prohibited from partakingof the influx of information incessantly presented consequently cut offfrom prescribed expectationsdictating costuming and culture external expressions of acceptanceare sorely missing, suggestingan overall lack of self-worth. Interestingly inverse to such conclusionsis the sudden contentment that arisesfrom escaping the mayhem Internal relief overrides dictated performancesurrendering willingly to intrinsic motivationand renewed […]
One Woman's Quest II 
If you don’t have to risk it, stay indoors!
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That’s my motto, lol
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Definitely mine too! 🙂
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…in my mind, I see the flickering flames of the fire and feel the warmth emanating from the hearth…
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Best part of winter. Thanks
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Pretty to look at from inside, but outside, stay off the roads! (We’re forecasted for a snow storm at the end of the week.
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Ugh, I think we are too.
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VJ, I love the word “hearth.” It is one of those words that conveys what it provides. Let’s get a cup of tea, hot cocoa or apple cider. Keith
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Exactly. I’ll have one of each.
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A lovely poem
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Thank you
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You’re welcome VJ
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