Daily Archives: July 15, 2014
2016 Democrats
2016 Democrats
A little ray of sunshine.
Keep your face to the sunshine and you cannot see a shadow.’ – Helen Keller
Do you believe that every day brings the possibility for a little ray of sunshine? Or does negativity overshadow your life? Is your glass half-empty and running out fast? Or is it half-full and waiting for a sparkling refill? The choice is yours.
An upbeat attitude can bring brighten up the gloomiest of circumstances. Choosing to think positively can revive you when you feel weary, provide clarity in chaos and keep you encouraged during uncertainty And when you make a conscious decision to refuse to allow the darkness to engulf you, you keep the way clear for your optimistic thoughts to shine.
Admittedly there are some days when tragedy strikes or a huge disappointment has to be dealt with and it is impossible to feel anything but despair. That’s a natural and expected way to…
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Substitute
Pushing, shoving
punch that face
Blood, gore
Untamed race
Hit for a ball
Drill for a ball
Fit for a ball
even kill for a ball
Strength sapping
Mighty fall
Millions cry
for a mere try
What is this, humanity
Unfettered insanity
No! It the game
warrior spirit to tame
can’t kill sapiens now
can drown them in shame
Sharing Your Favorite Poem Day
Step into the world of a poet
Break into blossom
A Blessing
Just off the highway to Rochester, Minnesota,
Twilight bounds softly forth on the grass.
And the eyes of those two Indian ponies
Darken with kindness.
They have come gladly out of the willows
To welcome my friend and me.
We step over the barbed wire into the pasture
Where they have been grazing all day, alone.
They ripple tensely, they can hardly contain their happiness
That we have come.
They bow shyly as wet swans. They love each other.
There is no loneliness like theirs.
At home once more,
They begin munching the young tufts of spring in the darkness.
I would like to hold the slenderer one in my arms,
For she has walked over to me
And nuzzled my left hand.
She is black and white,
Her mane falls wild on her forehead,
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Sharing Your Favorite Poem Day
Step into the world of a poet
Break into blossom
A Blessing
Just off the highway to Rochester, Minnesota,
Twilight bounds softly forth on the grass.
And the eyes of those two Indian ponies
Darken with kindness.
They have come gladly out of the willows
To welcome my friend and me.
We step over the barbed wire into the pasture
Where they have been grazing all day, alone.
They ripple tensely, they can hardly contain their happiness
That we have come.
They bow shyly as wet swans. They love each other.
There is no loneliness like theirs.
At home once more,
They begin munching the young tufts of spring in the darkness.
I would like to hold the slenderer one in my arms,
For she has walked over to me
And nuzzled my left hand.
She is black and white,
Her mane falls wild on her forehead,
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Lotus flower from the mud
Labor Day – First Monday in September
Labor Day is the first Monday in September and celebrates the achievements of American workers and honors their contributions to the country as a whole. To celebrate Labor Day, parents should teach children to honor and appreciate work and the American worker for their contributions.
Cheap is good, free is better! It is always my endeavor to locate no-cost resources for parents but occasionally some websites will charge some type of membership fees or subscription. Ultimately, it is the parent’s responsibility to monitor their child’s online activities.
18 American Crafts for Labor Day
Celebrate the Significance of Labor Day!
Great Sites For Teaching About… Labor Day and U.S. Labor History
Construction workers eat their lunches atop a steel beam 800 feet above ground, at the building site of the RCA Building in…
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Which Hurt is Better?
I’m not sure I’ll post this. I’m not sure why I am writing it.
My ex husband died today…the father of my only son.
I wondered if I should feel something more than what I do?
I suppose what I feel … is what I feel. And I hate the word “should!”
We were so young when we married and had a baby.
We were babies ourselves…what did we know of the world?
I knew very quickly that being with him was not the life I wanted for myself or for my son.
Someone had to protect him.
I find it one of the saddest things about my life…a recurring theme.
That a child should have to be protected from the people who are supposed to protect him!
It doesn’t make sense.
I ended it quickly, but not before real pain was delivered.
To both of us.
And some people…
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