What did you dream of

When you were little

A fireman, a doctor

A ballerina, a judge

As you grew did

You keep that dream

Were you encouraged

Or did it fall behind

Drop to the floor

When you grew old

Did you look back

Was your past

What you wished

Or did you find

Something better

Or worse are you

Happy or sad

If you could

Would you change

Something you did

Or are you content

As you sit in your

Rocker and you

Look out the window

Are you smiling

Or are there tears

Falling gently

Down your face.

Life is what it is

We all aren’t perfect

We are actually

Right where we

Are supposed to be.

Written by,

Terry Shepherd

Terry’s Thoughts in Poetry

(Facebook page I manage)



Al Forbes Encourages Me When I Need It

I took a walk when I went to get my mail. I saw these and used my camera. I don’t know when I discovered I enjoyed a camera. I think it had something to do with being friends with Alastair Forbes, one of my friend bloggers. http://kattermonran.com/

Here is what I saw.

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August Blues/ The Daily Post


As a kid, were you happy or anxious about going back to school? Now that you’re older, how has your attitude toward the end of the summer evolved?


I don’t know about you but I liked school. I missed my friends when summer arrived. I cried when I realized I would not see most of them for three months. Back in those days we were let out of school on Memorial day and returned the day after Labor Day.

I had a good time in the summers. I rode my bikebikes. I played with my dolls, 1960s-chatty-cathy-doll but in the end I couldn’t wait to go back to school.

When I became a mommy and was forced to send my kids one by one off to school, I cried.

I hated giving them to others who may not care for and love them like I did.

I didn’t want my kids learning bad stuff that I had cautiously kept them from seeing and hearing.

I looked forward to all breaks and vacations they had. I guess I was maybe considered an odd-ball as I loved my kids being home.

In the end, I saw myself loving school as a child, and not being that crazy about it when I became older.