I am my own best friend. The task belongs to me to care for myself. If others become my friends as well that’s fine. You cannot be good and kind to others if you aren’t kind to yourself.
Tag Archives: Poems of Life
I am not going anyplace. This is my own declaration. I know the time will come for me to go. However, I will not go down without a fight.
Everyone plays out a melodrama in their own lives. You and I are no different. We choose our players with care or with caution thrown to the wind.
Someone took my neighbors farm tractor. Came in the night out of sight. Stole it you might say just for leveling the playing field.
Lost hat – the tale of my hat and its value to me. A hat seems like a small thing. It takes little space. However, its value is heightened by its uses.
The Bermuda Triangle remains a mysterious place. Many people have tried to study it and even more have tried to avoid it. While curiosity drives one, fear controls the other.