It's my right
She says
He shouts
They all proclaim
Hundreds
Thousands
Millions
We are like a mass of blind archers in a large fallow field
Shooting freely
Confidently
Completely unimpeded by all that we can't see
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The truth is in the context. My context involves packing lunches, pushing vegetables, making beds, washing clothes, lots of singing and dancing, and pretending to hunt Bison. This blog is where I report my truth ... often in verse, seldom in rhyme, and never meant to be vocalized.
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February
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- Five Year Old Strategy
- In, Out, And Around The Repeating Days
- Rights
- Christmas In February/Christmas Is February
- This is Love
- tis but a brief respite
- fifty seven degrees is not always fifty seven degrees
- Stuck Inside
- Two Weeks Before Halloween And There Is Snow In Th...
- Tea Cup
- The Loosening Grip of Winter
- Carbonated Perspective
- Discordant Parenting
- still screwed ... in
- Valentine
- Snow Ice Cream Recipe
- She Is
- The Point of No Return Is Nearing ... Bless You
- and it was all yellow
- life is short and so are green beans
- Testing The Limits
- Olympic History
- Little House, Big Woods, Combustion engine
- crying in color
- Watching Them Change And Grow
- I wish I could blame winter
- honest prognosticator
- The Recipe For Success
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