I HAVE LEARNED A WAY
It is gloomy outside today and I am cozy as a bug in a rug just doing my thing. I have come to the realization that nothing has to bother me even a bad weather day. You surely know how us Southerners love our sunshine and warm breezes. Recently I posted a poem about the death of my second son. This occurred 15 years after the oldest and only other son I had, was killed in an auto accident too. I had no siblings, my parents were very old when the oldest son died and they loved him so much. Soon... Sign in to see full entry.