Miss You

Family reunion yesterday The numbers are dwindling every year. Where’s so and so? And why didn’t he or she make it? Some are too old and feeble to join us. Miss you   Gayle Walters, age six Sunday 160 Challenge:  http://petzoldspracticalprose.blogspot.com/

Feeling Blue

Feeling, blue– someone has let me down. My heart is heavy. There’s a lump in my throat. I may have to cry to release what’s inside. My expectations set me up to bring me down. My Sunday 160.  

Hot Cup of Cocoa

The wind is blowing briskly and the temperature is plummeting. My nose is a bright, red cherry and my hands are feeling chilly. A hot cup of cocoa is vastly needed. My Sunday 160.

No Fun

My daughter’s going to China. I said goodbye yesterday. My wish of love and safety are with her– thirty meetings in five days–no fun, no sightseeing, no playing. My entry for Sunday’s 160.

I’m Back…

Returned home from my trip. Twelve hours straight of driving left me strained. What happened to my relaxing vacation? It’s back at the lake house in North Carolina. My Sunday 160

Almost Ready

Almost ready for my trip Packing furiously around the clock. Don’t forget the shampoo, bathrobe and socks– If I leave anything behind, I’ll do with what I’ve got.   This is my contribution for the Sunday 160 challenge.

My Mala

My mala has one hundred and eight beads. It keeps count as I chant– Through my fingers it passes. A cool little tool, It helps bring me ease. Mentally I intone–Om. This is my submission for Sunday’s 160–inspired by Victoria.