Camera Critters: Happy Shelby

Shelby was all smiles on our trip to Texas to see
Grandma & Grandpa a few months ago.

Follow Friday Four Fill-in Fun Blog Hop #112

This week’s statements and my answers are as follows:

1. I can really use a nice, long nap, right now.

2. I like to dip my french fries my ice cream.

3. The color of the sky right now is gray, as it has been raining all day.

4. I get annoyed with some people because of their ability to do stupid things.

Thursday Thoughts: Books

1. What are your top five favorite authors? What genres do they write?

Stephen King - Horror; John Sandford - Mystery; Dean Koontz - Suspense, Horror; Jeffery Deaver - Mystery, Crime; Dan Brown - Thriller, Fiction

2. What are your favorite genre(s) to read?

Crime, Horror, Gaming, Humorous Fiction, Fantasy,Drama, Nonfiction, Short Stories, Erotica, Science Fiction.

3. What are you reading right now?

The Game of Thrones series.

4. What are the last three you read?

"Secrets of a Working Dog" by Bella the Boxer; "The Help" by Kathryn Stockett and "61 Hours" by Lee Child

5. One book you should try out:

Gone With The Wind (my most favorite book)

Wordless Wednesday: Dinner at Dublin Square

This post is linked up to: Wordless Wednesday 
and Wordless Wednesday Bloggers

Mom - I Still Miss Her

I Still Miss Her by Pam Shattu

It seems like only yesterday

I sent a Mother’s Day card away.

I didn’t think it would be the last,

I signed it with love and mailed it fast.

Now that she has gone away,

It doesn’t feel like Mother’s Day.

There are no more chances to send a card,

To ship some flowers, to make a call.

There’s no more thanking her for all she’s done.

No more visits,

No more fun.

I cannot hug her or kiss her cheek.

I cannot even share a laugh.

It all too quickly became the past.

I took each visit with her for granted.

I thought there’d always be more to come.

The camera lies still now

From her use and mine.

All the pictures have been taken,

All the memories have been made.

All the words have been spoken,

All the letters have been mailed.

The thing I miss the most of all

Has got to be her voice

Whether on the telephone or talking face to face.

I’d wish for one more conversation either here or at her place.

I know I’ll see her again some day,

We’ll share the sights of heaven.

We’ll talk, we’ll laugh, we’ll hug,

We’ll kiss….it’ll be Mother’s Day once more.

But until then I’ll be a mom for Mother’s Day instead of

Being a daughter.

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