January 29, 2016

     He whistled; "There goes the bride" as blood and tears streamed down his face. He didn't want to do it; a part of him really did love her, or rather loved the idea of her. She was just too independent, too stubborn and smart. She didn't fit his mold anymore, she gained too much control over her own life, and she wouldn't work for his plan, so he had to take care of her. He made sure she got her special day, and that she looked beautiful when she went. He dressed her up in her white gown and pinned her hair back the way she liked it. He gave her a kiss and buried her under her favorite tree. He took one last look at the beauty before him, and smiled down at her from 6 feet above.  Finally, she was quiet.

January 22, 2016

   Silly is my mother dancing around the kitchen, no music playing, just the tune in her head. Silly is my sister making crazy faces to make me laugh when she knows I've had a hard day or I'm upset. Silly is my puppy as he tries to chase the only bird who dares to enter our yard, though the poor miniature dachshund stands no chance against the wings of a hummingbird. Silly makes you laugh, it makes you feel good.  Sometimes being silly is a forced act, to make a loved one laugh, but other times it's natural and that's the best kind of silly. That kind makes me smile the biggest and laugh the loudest.

January 14, 2016

She looked into the window that appeared up in the sky.
A mysterious thing to see, was the woman who began to cry.
She tapped on the glass and wondered if the woman would be alright,
But when she looked back up, the woman was out of sight.
She opened up the window, careful not to make a sound,
And started to look closely to make sure no one was around.

In her search she found a door that opened to a hallway,
"Stop right there and go no further" she heard a voice say,
"You've entered into a world you'd rather be without,
Hurry now and leave for the danger is coming, without a doubt"
She turned back to the door, the one from which she came,
And found it to be anything but the same.

The door was gone and in its place, a wall that was all too bare
A deep voice spoke up and said "Only go back if you dare."
There was no way out, and here she was stuck,
She started to cry, and then she was struck,
The woman she first saw, was herself within this glass,
But how many years had passed?