Ever get tired being a Passenger on the train of life? Ever have questions because the journey of life appears confusing? Let’s journey together – it’s always comfortable that way. This creative writing seeks to comfort and ask questions because after all, there are never any wrong questions.
For fun I broke done the word Canada.
Can- a verb-an action word meaning “able to, know how, indicate possibility, being enabled”
ada – a structured, statically typed, imperative, and object-oriented high-level programming language, extended from Pascal and other languages. … Ada was named after Ada Lovelace (1815–1852), who has been credited as the first computer programmer.
It is no surprise that the simple breakdown of the word can be interpreted as;
the can do system communicator……. That really is what Canada is all about.
What is a father? Does having a child make you a father?
Ownership alone shouldn’t quality, just having a title isn’t good
Tears, pain, joy, laughter, acceptance and surrender
These are the measurement of fatherhood.
The journey of life, mountain peaks and deep valleys. We all experience them, we are in the journey together.
One longggggggg sentance that captures the early morning chirp and tweet wake up of birds beginning their day. Birds don’t often chirp or tweet while they fly- I wonder why?
Have you ever treated someone differently because of the size of their liver? Have you ever been rude to someone because of the size of their feet? Vision, a beautiful gift. Black lives matter, all lives matter. Nature reminds us of the importance and beauty of all colour
So laugh or smile, And when you do
Soon laughter and smiles, Will fill the rooms
And isn’t that more fun
Then a room full of gloom?
A Bleeding Heart
Do you have a bleeding heart?
I looked across the way and saw them, all hanging in a row.
Reflections on COVID-19 and our generational gap
Bumble Bee Vision
I looked a bumble bee right in the eye
RIGHT IN THE EYE
Has that ever happened to you?
A small boy walked carelessly -Home from school, Dark clouds formed above him-The weather became cruel
A saying spoke by his mother was the boys’ inspiration- “Our dreams help us to survive,
Keep hoping and never stop dreaming, That is what keeps us alive.”
The wind ceased to blow, A women’s voice called softly, From deep within the hollow
Whomever enter into this room
What you speak in this room
Hard words, heavy, hard footsteps, heavy
Nurturing the Seeds of our future
They, our mothers, determine what will come
It is the results of their best efforts
That we see reflected in, everyone
Noticings…….It is the noticings that matter. Sometimes the noticings are not noticed…….all impact on us, consciously or subconsciously. What are your noticings today? Or not noticing….. 🙂