Daily Archives: April 28, 2014
Be Not Afraid
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Ever since Al died and I left for a week, wild creatures decided to throw a party inside my house. I thought when I walked through the door how quiet it is. I was wrong but it took me a few days to notice.
I was being watched. Behind my steps followed smaller ones. I had a mouse. Well I hope it was only one. All of a sudden I was afraid. I was alone.
Now let us look closer at this picture. I think we can all agree that a mouse is short minus the length of his tail. He sure isn’ t very tall. Nothing really ugly about them. In fact they are sort of cute with the wiggly nose and their cute little ears. Then there is me. I am taller and wider than a mouse. Looking from a mouse’ s eyes, I probably look like a big giant to him.
I went out in the kitchen to get something and there he was. Sitting in front of the stove. I froze. He sat still. If we each had guns you could place us in a shoot out in an old black and white western.
I made up my mind he was out of here. Nothing that has tails and beady eyes has been invited to visit here. I bought the steel wool. I bought the bait. When the caregiver came to visit today I pu
t her to work at placing all the weapons in place.
She told me a funny story about one of her children who happens to be a teen male. He was getting something out of his shed when a mouse jumped to escape and landed on him. He started running and screaming she said. I laughed and laughed realizing a guy can be just as afraid of alittle old mouse as I am. I didn’ t elaborate to my friend how fear gets the best of me. I didn’ t explain how when darkness takes over and the gobblins come out, I turn into an inspector. I look out of the corners of my eyes watching. If I need to go to the bathroom or kitchen I put shoes and socks on. I grab the near- by broom and walk like I am walking on hot coals. Each step I take I am thinking; where are you little mouse? Did you escape before we plugged the holes? Then when I finish what I came out of my room for I race for my room and jump on the bed, getting my feet off the floor. Will I sleep alone tonight? I hope so
I Can’t Stay Mad at You
http://dailypost.wordpress.com, DP, Daily Prompt
Do you hold grudges or do you believe in forgive and forget?
What’s the point
Of holding on
To something wicked
And vile and strong
Does it give you
Peace of mind
Does it bring you
Farther along?
Sure it hurts
It always does
When you say or
Do something wrong
Spitting words
And causing scenes
Isn’t really cool
And not my thing
I’d rather tell you
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Don’t Change
Don’t Change
Catch a falling star
And never wander far
Stay right where you are
But don’t cross that bar
And don’t let that tar
Stick to yourself and barr
Remember from afar
When you couldn’t open that jar
Just strum on your guitar
And don’t forget to count the stars
For you have made the par
And I love you for who you are.
Written by,
Terry Shepherd
4.28.2014
I Can’t Stay Mad at You
http://dailypost.wordpress.com, DP, Daily Prompt
Do you hold grudges or do you believe in forgive and forget?
What’s the point
Of holding on
To something wicked
And vile and strong
Does it give you
Peace of mind
Does it bring you
Farther along?
Sure it hurts
It always does
When you say or
Do something wrong
Spitting words
And causing scenes
Isn’t really cool
And not my thing
I’d rather tell you
How it made me feel
And try to get past
Before we spew
I could get mad
And go that route
But I just don’t see
Us being apart
So why bother getting mad
Let’s say we’re sorry
And not lose what we have.
Written by,
Terry Shepherd
4.28.2014
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