The following post was inspired by V.J.’s Weekly Challenge #93: remember.
My three sons.
Oh how I miss those days so much
Getting a smile from a gentle touch
Watching you sleep was such a joy
I was blessed with 3 baby boys
Our Wedding Day
Remembering back I have to say
Twas such a lovely wedding day
I wouldn’t change it for the world
You’ve made me such a happy girl
I love you more than I did back then
I’ll love you more beyond the end
This week over at V.J’s the weekly challenge is IMAGINARY.
When I was a little girl I would go on many long car rides with my parents. One year we were driving to Old Orchard Beach, Maine for our vacation and that’s when I came up with an imaginary friend that I called, my little piece of wind who’d enter the car when I opened the window.
You’re always willing to listen
to everything I say
It doesn’t really matter
the time of day
You come with me wherever I go
even to places, I do not know
You are my little piece of wind
When I think of you, it makes me grin
“Extract from a cartoon by Priestman Atkinson, from the Punch Almanack for 1885, mocking clichéd expressions in the popular literature of the time”
The following was written for a challenge over at V.J.’s called:
The grass is always greener
or so they say
But my grass is a labor of love
A little bird told me just the other day
A little of this, a little of that
Goes a long way
A penny saved, is a penny earned
After all, it’s a no brainer
A place for everything and everything in its place
is a sight for sore eyes
There is a catch to this week’s challenge: I don’t want you to use the word itself, but to illustrate what resilience means to you.
This weeks challenge is “Language”
French was not a favorite subject of Katie’s and she hated the homework that went with the class.
She’d bring home her homework and her mother would always insist on helping her with French as she was failing the class. Her mother would make her write out un, deux, trois, quatre, cinq, six, and so on until she’d hit one hundred. Katie did this for a month hating her mother for making her do this.
Then there was practicing the language itself. Not only did Katie have to write out sentences, but she also had to memorize them and translate them into English.
At the end of the school year, Katie received an award in French for “Most Improved French Student”. Everything her mother made her do, paid off in the end with persistence.
© Susan Zutautas 2019
This was written for V.J.’s Weekly Challenge.
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Image by SplitShire from Pixabay
In the forest, I’m engulfed by trees
Lush and green, with hints of pine aroma
Wildflowers carpeting the floor
Adding to the beauty of nature
Here is where I want to be
Away from the noise of the city
©Susan Zutautas 2019