Twenty-five

That’s the temp, Tossing snow about, Great day for snuggling, Snuggled with my two youngest, Captain Crunch was what I had planned to eat, Yesterday milk was still good n sweet today, Milk came with my sour face, Captain. Not as good dry in your hand.

Hit forty eight

Unsure if that’s that, Let me peek, How funny its to peek at fifty-one, No WIFI still weather app says so, Sure glad my chosen sister got us both more fly strips that day in Amish country, Flies are still unfortunately alive and kicking, Seems odd to me four miles in country I get a

Jack Frost

Nana use to tell us girls, Each and every chilly eve, The legend of ole Jackie Frost, That wasn’t the story of hers I loved the best, It was the story of Peter and the Dyke, Peter lived in Holland, For you see Peter was Dutch, Peter was about seven years old, My pure Norwegian

Queen of Wild Thunder

Sees herself the pound of the county, Kills no one sees into the heart of those in her care, Today I saw the beautiful young queen with an owl in her arms wrapped like a baby in small blanket, What a lady, What gift to be in the heart of the operation twenty years she

Too much!

One cat who I use to love pushes me beyond angry, This is not good for me, Not good for her, So I’m going back before my half sister murdered mom, Forced my younger sister to drink herself to death, Back when family gathering were for first time in my life fun, Dad was in

Beloved

Photos loved ones absent, FaceBook accounts hacked, Irreplaceable memories, Gone loved ones, Stolen photo fragments, A friend, A friend lost photos of her dad, I lost last ones taken of mom and baby sister, Gone, Raped from us, Now the thief slanders us, Using our dead beloved relatives, Steps shall be taken to deal with

Family

See people as special, Its not what they can, Or what they cannot do for you that matters, Families useful being family, Families a big ass job, If you are the cars taker, Caring for family, Step up, Offer some of your time, Be a friend, Be a pal, Show they matter, Friend ir family,

It’s not better parents abuse or that of a stranger.

R U the kid grown, Parents yours dumped on? In my world that was the norm, Age yours is not a quotion, Equivalent with a number, My dad always surprised I tried, My dad loved my failure, Favorite expression if you’d only asked I would have told you will fail’, Time saving dad, Pain caring

Automated grandchildren

When I was a kid, We had no electric games, We played around the neighborhood, Except for birthday parties we entered No ones home, We had board games, When family came to visit, We went to greet them, Like Elliot from E.T. then dragged the children cousins to our rooms, Sometimes grandma too, My neighbot

Chapter 1 – 5,Goodnight John-boy by Earl Hamner & Ralph Giffin

Prelude- https://youtu.be/tlx2yyZ157U Chapter 1, https://youtu.be/SwwpN-E4gSY Chapter 2a, https://youtu.be/drhwuid1Z9A Chapter 2b, https://youtu.be/T1MYel_HHP8 Chapter 3, https://youtu.be/GGcaFXZnw3U Chapter 4a, https://youtu.be/Xd2rknpALgI Chapter 4b, https://youtu.be/Uz43U776IRU Chapter 4c, https://youtu.be/qOQLGdh5Mtw Chapter 5, https://youtu.be/yJg9BXPZ-Dc