Modified nursery rhyme
I'm puzzled---Yet in saying nothing, you tell me everything I need to know.
Sometimes the best playthings aren't toys.
He truly loved her, and now she’s gone.
Maybe someday I can stop pretending....
How could you? How could you treat me so badly?
A poem of praise to my God to start the new year off right.
As the calendar turns, so we turn our eyes toward new hopes, new dreams, and yes---new fears.
A bit of humor for today...
Here is a college-days twist on a familiar Christmas song....