PAD 17 love shadorma

I love You

You are IT for me

Way, truth, light

Hope, joy, peace

Sending You hugs and kisses

Thank You, loving God.

PAD 17 love

Not Peas and Carrots

We’ve loved each other for nearly forty years,

but we don’t go together like peas and carrots.

I like to travel, he likes to stay put.

I’m a writer, he doesn’t like to read.

I like to do things, he likes having done them.

I have dreams and plans, he goes with the flow.

We’ve gone through all our wedding vows;

good times or bad, sickness or health,

richer or poorer, better or worse or worser still.

We’re more like oil and vinegar, best when shaken.

PAD 16 Favorite

No-Bake Cookies

Chocolate peanut butter oatmeal cookies—No bake,

I do not make them for fear of eating myself sick.

I’ll bake other cookies, muffins or cake.

Chocolate peanut butter oatmeal cookies—No bake,

They’re so good they’re bad—No fake.

Eating them is one habit I couldn’t kick.

Chocolate peanut butter oatmeal cookies—No bake.

I do not make them for fear of eating myself sick.

PAD 16 favorite

Favorite Names

My nephew’s wife is having a baby.

Family members are putting possible names in the hat.

Figuring they were cool up-to-date millennials,

I perused popular names for ideas.

I suggested Olivia, Jasmine, Elena, Mia, Jewel, Ruby and Emily.

My sister reminded me that they might have a boy.

Why didn’t I think of that? Prophetic? We’ll see in August.

So I picked Jaxon, Nathan, Levi, Jeremy, Xavier and Zachary.

Then she told me they are going for traditional names like

Joe, David, John, Mary, Ann and Sarah.

Oh, well. Still praying for grandkids.

Maybe someday I’ll hold a baby Xavier or Jasmine.

PAD 16 Favorite

Red Orange

R ed orange is a daring color.

E nergy of orange and passion of red

D eclares its presence boldly

O range exudes fun

R ed grabs your attention

A nd red orange beckons with fun and enthusiasm

N ature doesn’t produce red orange abundantly

G od uses it in sunsets, tulips and tanagers

E licits sensuous fun—red orange

PAD 15 metaphor

Tightrope Walker

I am a tightrope walker

Trying to stay on the narrow way

But a clumsy clown

You are my balance.

You are my center of gravity.

You are my safety net.

PAD 15 metaphor

She was cellophane.

Simple, transparent, keeping things fresh.

Strong in some ways, easily torn in others.