Empty Filled
Empty words, unhappy and lonely. A child waking to shadows on a ceiling, crying for a mothers heart. Empty words, unloved and unwanted. A child whose arms stretch outward for a caress… Continue reading
Empty words, unhappy and lonely. A child waking to shadows on a ceiling, crying for a mothers heart. Empty words, unloved and unwanted. A child whose arms stretch outward for a caress… Continue reading
Flowers along the road of life Fog around a mountain of worry Meander the paths or stay on the road? The view says, “what’s the hurry?”
Thanks, Tom, for putting a picture to the words. 🙂
Originally posted on nudge. wink. report.:
)))***SPECIAL TRAVEL REPORT***((( (so special it took me 10 years to write it) FloridaBorne and daughter: Lydia could walk into a funeraland have everyone laughing in 10…
Cats at the bar. Lots of great cat pictures!
More about memories—those created realities sculptured by time. I’m presently serving as a cat cushion. He purrs so pretty–but I have no illusions about why he’s on my lap. He knows he’ll get… Continue reading
FloridaBorne’s not-quite-right definitions: Memory: created realities sculptured by time. Romance: A novel idea. Life: The time you spend after birth waiting to die. Raising children: An act of love less painful than… Continue reading
I took this picture in Annecy, France. Can you find the one thing that wouldn’t be seen on a lake front beach in the United States?
A girl dreamed of mountains, of billowing pines, of interesting roadways and fragrant French wines. Living in Florida was not quite the same as cascading roadways and strange sounding names Flying… Continue reading