there is no potential in wishing……………………………………….. but endless opportunities in doing……………………………………. the end result in looking is finding……………………………………may not be what you were looking for but along the way there are many doors……………………………open one

Horace soared toward the sky by the edge of a beautiful meadow. a meandering river passed nearby and offered its’ sweet water often. He longed to roam the fields with the other creatures or to fly over the earth with the sparrows instead of being pegged to the earth, confined to his plot. his discontent…

a bit of food gathers at the edge of his mouth, mrs. dixon passes  in the hallway, smiles and gestures to her mouth, he gets the message and says thanks / old people have to stick together and watch out for each other if he were five years younger he would consider Custer’s last stand…

don’t define me by the color of my skin i am so much more than that, not a good place to begin i didn’t choose my color, it was out of my control i accept what i am, don’t put me in a mould my color doesn’t dictate that i act a certain way, talk…

write it down , stake a claim where you are use it as a reference to check if you are headed in the right direction like a compass to confirm what you think you know as opposed to what you know the most powerful words a learner can say ”i don’t know” those words contain…

the bully is back and full of caffeine he’s on a roll don’t get stuck in between he’s always right so don’t bother to reply he got all the answers for you and i he can’t understand why he doesn’t have more  friends the ones he connects with are just like him they don’t really…

she’s changing my idea of love in ways i have never known before, with eyes i have never seen before, with arms i have never held before she’s changing my thoughts of love i’m giving what i couldn’t give before, i’m finding what i have been searching for, i’m sharing more and more she’s changing…

gathering twigs and small branches, i listen to the night sounds as i go about my evenings work. at one time i got into the habit of collecting large reserves of kindling for the evening fire, however it wasn’t long before i missed the sounds of the night and the animals as they scurried about,…