What defines a business?

Sixty today

My baby sister, Moments written down thats what it takes, Moments are all precious, Writers know that. Now you do to, The secret of written is to save moments, Paint a period seen only before that in writer’s an artist,

Alliant Energy pissed ness

Called April six to find where my bill was, Was told it had not been mailed out, But was being compiled, I was told it would be mailed in few days, I requested for my taxes copy of twenty twenty bills, Never mixed a payment, Was promised it would arrive soon, Never say ‘take it

Work in progress

My book sits four chapter started”, This month’s license renew, Join chamber of commerce, Electric bill, Work, Horde money for rent and sewage, Maybe food, Need to see mechanic in Ossian Iowa Horseless carriage for delivery food, Sixty-three I’m not done! No way! No how! Poor as last year this time, Not afraid of poor,

Don’t text!

Lack of understanding, Don’t use, Don’t say! My older adopted sister , Straight sees all as elemetary, Like a little girl, Loves not easy, Gay or straight 2+2 <{1+3} Equations never comput, Straight people believe they are empaths, Empaths feel not see, I might cry happy or sad, Driving down a road or, Drinking tea,

Boil, boil,brew, stir,

What the hecks that? Boil,boil,stir, How do you talk again? An Entrereneurs goods business, Passion work even void money, Are we the ony ones that know the fire that burns? Boil,Boil,toil and… Trouble.

Hated words!

Ugly words! Sticky words, Words that elevate you, Words that humiliate you, Knowing goes hand in hand with feeling, ‘Something stinks, and I’m not cleaning that up!’ Your butt is wet! { if my butt is wet or not is not others place to announce what you know!} Did you do ‘that?’ That was Awesomely

Same Sex Discrimination and poor management

Aramark Skyland Lodge Shenandoah National Park

Stimulous

Stimulate growth, Writer of ‘Hello Dolly’ got it Right! Money is like manuer! Spread it around, Make new things grow, People hurting financially, Don’t waste money, Every year of my life, Mom told us Ellen and I, Christmas would be small this year. Dad never grossed big money, Farmer at heart, Chiropracter by trade, Bronch

Georgia girl

The other day, Outside she went my Tomboy wife, Never lived north Mason Dixen line, Sure she’d freeze, Sweetshirt orange on, Rolled up sleeves. Smile plastered upon her face, My Georgia peach, Our plastic shovel in hand, Proud as punch, Shes telling me, ‘Guess what I shoveled!’ She’s so cute, Sher Greenwolf, Sunday,February twenty-eight movers