Revisiting

For today, I thought I'd recap some things I put on FB but didn't put on my blog. Some or many may have seen and read them, but I am trying to stay focused on a few projects at the house at the moment. Every time I think we are caught up, another thing comes up and says "He--lo-o?" or "HELLLLLOOOOOOO!!!" and then we have to respond. Come November, and I will let you know a bit of what we've been up to. So I am kind of cheating in a way (in my world anyway) by putting on my blog, things that I've posted recently on FB or other posts for today's Poetry Friday. Generations Why can the eyes of my granddaughter see into my soul? Why can I hear her quiet thoughts as if they were my own? How is it that I feel hurts and joys of my daughter and my son? How can I see my image in the lives that they’ve begun? Why do I hear my mother's voice when I open my mouth to speak? Why do I feel my grandmother'