The cover photo on this page is a silhouette of a saluting soldier. (Photo prompt by Marcella Leff, administrator)
You may write a poem in any style or form about our fallen heroes. Memorial Day was celebrated for our convenience on 5-25-15. It originally was determined to be on May 30. It is believed that date was chosen because flowers would be in bloom all over the country. If you are not in the U.S., you may write about your special day in your country. Explanation about your poem is permissible. THIS TIME YOUR PHOTOS ARE PERMITTED TO BE ATTACHED IN YOUR COMMENT AREA. You may post as many poems as you want but comments are counted per poem only. Please no poems about BBQ and sales on this day.
Winner will be judged by the most original comments. One person can make many comments but only counts as one comment for winning at the end of the time limit. Your own comments do not count because you cannot judge your own poem. Comments being counted begins on May 26th, 9:30pm if this event was posted earlier than stated date/time.
Contest will be from May 26 until June 2, 9:30 pm. All members are invited to enter this contest. You can add your friends to join. Challenge them.
Administrators may post examples of poems but are not eligible to win. Administrators can like your poems but their comments do not count.
A new prompt will be posted every week. Winner will be posted on the main group page.
His daddy’s eyes
Reflect in my mind
The way he walks
That laugh I swear
Is in the genes
One day he yelled
Come look at me
“I wear Daddy’s hat
Am I a handsome boy”?
I gulped I swallowed
I fought back tears
Looking at him
Looking in a mirror
Now today I
Am old and gray
My little boy
Is still away
He says he
Will continue to fight
For what his daddy
Lost that night
I have been blessed
To know these two
My husband, my hero
And little Soldier Boy too.
Tomorrow I go to an appointment with a Diabetic Nutritionist. My appointment is very important to me. I have heard some negative and positive remarks about these specialist.
My hope is for balance. I am so tired of not having steady sugar numbers throughout the day. Not only are my fingers tough from being poked too many times, Medicare only pays for sticking your fingers twice per day.
With my issues these past couple of months, I run out of the strips before it is time to get more. The strips are quite expensive, or at least for me. I have a One Touch, which is what Medicare will pay as far as the brand of strips.
I am excited to be going. I am really hoping to get some answers on how many carbohydrates I should be eating too. Each diabetic is different in their needs, of course.
After my dental visit yesterday, I went away from the building feeling very unsettled and not very trusting. I am going to go to another dentist next week for a second opinion. The way I look at it is, it is going to hurt bad in the healing process. Shots to numb the mouth are no picnic; so I at the very least want a dentist I trust.
I was playing around with my camera after supper tonight. Trying different lens and angles. Here is what I found to be the best of the several I took. What do you think?
While at the Senior Center today I picked up this recipe. I haven’t tried it, but thought I would share if you.
Apple Matzo Mini Cakes
4 large eggs
6 Tbs. kosher for oil
1 C. sugar
1 C. unsalted matzo meal
3 Tbs. potato starch
1/8 t. salt
1 medium green apple, peeled, cored, and diced
Cinnamon sugar to taste
Preheat oven to 350F. Spray a standard muffin tin with cooking spray.
Whisk eggs and oil together in a medium bowl. Stir in sugar, matzo meal, potato starch, and salt. Stir in apples.
Fill each muffin cup 3/4 full of batter. Sprinkle with cinnamon sugar.
Bake 15 minutes
Allow to cool on a cooling rack before serving.
Makes 8-10 servings
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To scare me
Send wild winds through me
Tear at my branches
Shake my leaves
Rip at my bark
Flood me with chills
Bare my limbs
But I will not give
Nor will you ever win
I will stand strong
For the seasons
Of my life.
This is going to be short and sweet because I am already a nervous wreck. I have a dentist appointment in less than 2 hours. I am so afraid of dentists. I have never visited without pain. I know I am getting x-rays. I know there is a chance of dentures. I am praying for another solution.
What I need from you is prayers to be as calm as possible, not to hyperventilate or vomit. Thank-you.
Yesterday, I did my laundry in the morning and then went to visit my parents and Al at the cemetery. It was very quiet all throughout the day. It seemed as if I was being protected from everything else but my memories I relived at the cemetery.
Today, I went to a picnic, cookout at some friend’s home. Friends I had not seen since I returned to Indiana. I was able to visit with some special gals who were once good friends with my brother.
I have to say, that the word normal should be taken out of the dictionary. Normal is what each person thinks is normal to them. For me, being around all types of friends today, hearing the laughter and the singing made me feel about as normal as I could possibly hope to ever be.
Every problem I face each day was laid to rest. My pain was placed on the back burner for a couple of hours. The only thing that reminded me of my health; was my cane. I felt embarrassed because I couldn’t pour my own pop out of the 2 liter bottle, but no one made any jokes about it; in fact, friends helped me with no questions asked and even carried my plate and cup for me to my seat. What better friends could I possibly ask for?
I took plenty of photos. One of my brother yesterday, a Robin I saw perched on a chimney stack, and of course my friends at the cookout today. I hope you enjoy the picture show as much as I enjoyed this weekend.
This is the last and 5th day of the photo challenge given to me by Vivi. Thanks dear friend, I have really enjoyed this challenge.
I was once small and frail
Watered with a little pail
Sun shining down on me
Cool nights my roots went free
My inner heart within thick bark
Planted deep against the park
Every year I have shown my wings
When the wind blows you hear me sing
Look at how I shine for you
Thanking you for all you do.