The pebble
need not announce
How would you like to start your day? Every morning is a new possibility, a new journey that is waiting to be taken…
Your stomach is mine.
When you are fed, I am fed.
When hunger pangs light your stomach walls on fire,
I am hungry too.
Let’s eat together, you and me,
He sprayed fertilisers on his modified crop,
Oh, my!
I said in my mind.
My, my!
My Homemaker Mind
I clean and fold in an attempt to bring order to the chaos echoing in my mind, even long after the noises outside have subsided.
I pray and stay up some nights,hoping that I'll be enlightened by divine intervention, showing me the greater purpose of my life.
Rumble, rumble, a peal of thunder,Carries echoes from the pastWhispers stories of frolic, of blunderShadows on hope to cast.
When will I know I have become?
The farther I go, the farther I feel