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Doing the Right Thing . . .

Cheryl - August 28, 2025

There are so many times when doing the right thing is a choice, instead of the automatic that it should be.  As someone who absolutely loves the convenience of grocery pickups, I will admit that I haven’t always “automatically” did the right thing, especially when someone else’s groceries got mixed in with mine.  After all, […]

All That Glitters . . .

Cheryl - August 6, 2025

During the construction of mine and my husband’s new home, we were finally at the point where we needed to pick out our cabinets and countertops for our kitchen, among other things, such as trim and lighting.  There was a large home improvement store within thirty minutes of our home that we often frequented, but […]

A Butterfly’s Wings

Cheryl - July 24, 2025

Teardrops fell from Shelly’s face, as she held her mother’s hand Sorrow filled her broken heart, as she fought to understand Why her mom was dying, why she had to let her go And as her fear grew stronger, Shelly felt her panic grow For how would she survive, without her mother guiding her along? […]

Complaining 101 . . .

Cheryl - July 16, 2025

What justifies complaining? Are we aware of how often we do it? Do we make exceptions to what actually is considered to be complaining? Can telling someone about how rude the clerk was to you in the check-out line be a form of grumbling? I guess that depends on how we form our words into […]

Look Up . . .

Cheryl - July 3, 2025

Having someone that you love, die, creates a wave of emotions that you can sometimes find difficult to control. There is a helplessness that comes from loss, and sometimes because of that helplessness, our emotions take over where calm is unable to prevail. Pain is an individual thing, and just as no two snowflakes are […]

The Grave No One Tended

Cheryl - June 11, 2025

The day was lovely as I strolled along, peering at stones on the way And that’s when I saw it, that pitiful cross, that looked splintered and faded away With flowers in hand to tend Father’s grave, I knew I must hurry along But I couldn’t help but linger awhile, at that cross that just […]

Morse Code in the Bathroom

Cheryl - June 1, 2025

I think most people would agree, that throughout life, we all can develop an attachment or two.  Babies get attached to pacifiers and bottles.  Toddlers get attached to their favorite stuffed animal, blanket or parent.  Teenagers become attached to clothes, friends and drama.  Adults get attached to money, cars. . . and the list goes on.   […]

Making Sarah Cry

Cheryl - May 25, 2025

He stood among his friends from school; he joined their childhood games Laughing as they played kickball, and when they called poor Sarah names Sarah was unlike the rest; she was slow and not as smart And it would seem to all his friends; she was born without a heart And so he gladly joined […]

An Empty Pair of Boots

Cheryl - May 19, 2025

The numbness overcame me, I felt that I had died As I crumbled like a rag doll, upon the earth to cry For my eyes could not believe it, the vision they took in A sight that brought such heartache, a quiver to my chin I hoped for an illusion that was bound to fade […]

The Graduation Speech

Cheryl - May 14, 2025

Jesse was well liked by everyone, so everybody anticipated what he had to say As he walked up to the microphone, on graduation day For a moment he remained silent, as he peered at the faces from his senior class          And then Jesse leaned into the microphone, and finally spoke at last “As your class […]

The Most Beautiful Flower

Cheryl - May 3, 2025

The park bench was deserted as I sat down to read Beneath the long, straggly branches of an old willow tree Disillusioned by life with good reason to frown, For the world was intent on dragging me down And if that weren’t enough to ruin my day, A young boy out of breath approached me, […]

Daddy’s Day

Cheryl - May 1, 2025

Her hair up in a ponytail, her favorite dress tied with a bowToday was Daddy’s Day at school, and she couldn’t wait to goBut her mommy tried to tell her, that she probably should stay homeWhy the kids might not understand, if she went to school aloneBut she was not afraid; she knew just what […]
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