WINTER BLUES

I surely have no love lost for winter. The freezing days discourage outdoor fun and leave me some bored and restless children whose yelling make me yell even louder. Often, I find myself checking the weather, hoping the day would bring the warmer sun. I pray the long nights do not get me undone while

MEMORIES ON THE WALL

~~~~~ Your pictures don’t have all the memories Some of them are on my skin lined and stained by a dozen crayons wielded by hands Who are yet to learn their ABCs. A doorframe upstairs would have summaries Of years of growing the children have had Counted by inches, a hue for each child ’til