and Purposeful Prose
T-ried I-t didn't work R-eally don't have any energy E-nded up back in bed D-oh T-omorrow I-t could happen R-eally, anything is possible E-veryone needs hope D-on't count me out T-urtles are still slower than I am I-could take 'em in a three legged race R-eally, I could E-ven young grow tired and weary D-ream [...]
[Competing with Horses] Don't bother telling me to get off my high horse; a determined beast took care of this years ago. I didn't fall off, but it gave me a good fright. I used to be obsessed with these "gentle giants" until one wasn't a fan of the weather and took off for the [...]
This isn't what I was going to post today. I did it again. I really have to learn not to speak so soon (sigh), but the Lord will get through to me eventually. Speaking of eventually... I was definitely in a good mood on Sunday. It's pretty clear that I'm in good spirits when my [...]
It's not my fault. Andrew made me do it. (No, he didn't make me go insane.) He said that I need to get back to blogging. And not because he wants me out of his hair. He says that he would prefer to keep me all to himself but I need to write. As he [...]
Pippi's Poetry 