Thursday, February 4, 2016

To Kill A Mockingbird

So I have been reading To Kill a Mockingbird recently and today's chapter was about the main character's aunt coming to live with them. Little did I know that we would be having a guest stay at our house. While our guest will probably not ridicule me, she reminds me somewhat of the aunt. Life works in some very strange ways. I really don't have much to say about this topic, it was kind of short but I hope you like it.

Tuesday, February 2, 2016


I found it hard to believe that snowflakes are all unique. I ponder the thought that maybe each one has a different personality or trait. They could be like the Emoto Water Crystal study. What if every snowflake has a special word to go along with it. What if its pattern depended on how many times someone consumed it as water. I mean, think about it, you are drinking the same water as the dinosaurs. Anyway, I wrote a poem (sort of) about winter.

The wind is blowing,
the snow is dancing,
the trees are singing,
the animals are sleeping.

The world is cold and Winter's here,
the cocoa mugs are held close,
the window panes are all fogged up,
the snow is flying through the air.

The fire is lit,
the doors are closed,
the people huddled,
unique like snowflakes,
all of them.