and Purposeful Prose
It's a peaceful word Yet I struggle to rest As I lean on my understanding And what I believe is best It's a reassuring word No, we don't have to fret Yet I find myself weary From this match that I've met Why do I wrestle? Why do I fight? Why don't I surrender? And [...]
I'm trying to bee more EnglishAs I take my afternoon teaIt's the simple things that make life sweetThey are perfect gifts that make life complete. I'm dreaming of an English landscapeWhere daffodils seem to grow wildAnd a yard is called a gardenAs it was in the beginning--before the world went wild! I'm imagining a pretty [...]
Night was falling, and he always fell so fast Her hopes were high, but they all at once were dashed Melancholy was a persistent companion But Joy was faithfully her strongest champion Coaxing her out of every jeering day Reminding her that tomorrow would faithfully guide the way Hope was on the horizon, and what [...]
Pippi's Poetry 