Deadeye

Truth seen backwards,

Wonder if others when words spoke twist,

Flip contence see what was really said,

Or not even hinted at,

Are people so scared truth hides under socks,

Play times over when bleed,

Life plans,

Wedding clothes,

A moment,

Two months plan,

Brought her to my home,

Drove after seriously ill,

I was guess at a chrade,

For me life is not a drama,

Dreams are wored for and at,

The little furry people cats to others are warm and trusted, loved family to an Iowan poet.

I learn 🐌,

Feel truths,

Shared my business dreams,

I said I’m going to also deal in books,

Shared what in June have done for three years about a hundred hours a week.

Bells and whistle should have gone off,

Taken by same lie twice in one life.

Then when she confessed that she tells everyone that!

I wanted to shout ‘This poets a moran!”,

I’m still lost!

I miss moonlight drives in cemetaries,

Photographing her free spirit,

Holding her hand.

I think the most imortant thing I can do with my life is teach the love of reading.

To help writers be better,

Writers get our shape from all we hear or read.

Example: Lincoln,Jefferson and Grant,

Author’s of Harry Potter as well as Tony Di Terizzi and Holly Black to drop one or two,

Imrove vocabulary, always allows others to be seen in better light.

Teach others the imortance of them sharing the legacy they are by writing their story.

This is worth my grandmothers,

Jewish and Lutheran,

Hebrew ad Norsk,

Equal to what Grampa Paul John Andrew Heike,First Sargent medcal corps France did in WWI. Grandpa pulled injured and dead from trenches.

I learned no one shoulders your dream but you.

I still will love but guillible Val died April 2021.

I will always remember the trip to Quasqueton.

Introducing two dear friends,

Showing Prairie du Chien.

Your driving on the sidewalk,

The drive back home the first time,

Planning sharing my life,

The woman insistant helping financially with rent.

I assumed that $250 was for March rent and $200 was on moving.

Three times instructed to tear check up.

Blaa,Blaa,Blaa,

What did I say the first time?

Well so she fullfilled her prophesy,

Returned in April to Georgia,

March told all she hated Quasqueton from the moment she arrived,

Never bothered saying it was last November.

We had Thanksgiving together she told all she was going on a vacation fr three weeks,

Stayed two I drive her back.

She loves to drive.

By February we I thought were planning our life,

In January I was told she had decieded to live her life.

Today I go back to doing what. Need to accomplish for April.

Replacing moms nest egg,

One day going south and spitting on my half sster, might even see Geogia.

Settling in Virginia or North Carolinia

Well got to nap a bit.

Guess Ill read.

Published by Val's Whitewolf Media

I'm Val's Whitewolf Media YouTube Channle and I write here on WordPress. I read books and instill others how importand writing stories readers down. in readers their stories matter.I believe that everyone should tell their story and that every book is a learning tool that will help those of us who are writers become better at our craft.I'm learning plus becoming more confident as an empath its important to share and touch with my heart others harmed by others words.

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