Storms will come Day by day Soon to leave Never long to stay ~ Testing fortitude Weighted whispers will yell More storms are comin’ On this, you must dwell ~ Though storms will come Day by day So, will the strength To carry their weight ~ Until the dawn Bright and warm Welcomes a new… Read More Weighted Whispers
Stand And Know Strength is found In silence Growth comes After despair Resilience is born In struggle And motivation Crushes fear
Wouldn’t it be nice If life were made of Septembers and Fridays: Perfect weather and Untamed imagination, A topiary giraffe, And unending vacation? Maybe mix in Holidays and weekends And the good stuff they bring: Frosted Christmas cookies, Sleeping in, Acoustic songs Strummed from guitar strings. And there would be no Februarys and Mondays:… Read More Septembers and Fridays
Snow days remind us That dreams can come true We wished for no school And the winter winds blew ~ We woke up to find A blanket of white And heard the magic words “No school,” at daylight ~ The day would be special Free from books, schedules, and rules While sledding, skating and laughing… Read More Snow Days
