I’ve dwelled upon the things of life
I wished I’d never known
My willingness to do so
Is from the place they’ve grown.
The energy, allotted me
I’ve spent, so carelessly
Instead of entertaining Angels
Troubles followed me.
6/24/07
9:40
I’ve dwelled upon the things of life
I wished I’d never known
My willingness to do so
Is from the place they’ve grown.
The energy, allotted me
I’ve spent, so carelessly
Instead of entertaining Angels
Troubles followed me.
6/24/07
9:40
Grandma Linda is a squigily peg in a square hole. Her poetry is aimed at moving the world to love, unity and perfect margaritas. And after years of perfecting the art, she has the skill to paint a better world and make it so.
When she is not serving customers, gazing at rocks, or visiting her grandchildren Linda is writing poetry. And even during all the above activities she has been known to write still.
– Zackary (self proclaimed “Favorite Grandson”)