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Burn It to the Ground

I will burn it to the ground
If you won’t say you love me.
You’ve never seen the crazy
By which I’ve been crowned.

Reducing life to an ember mound
On a serial arson spree.
I will burn it to the ground
If you won’t say you love me.

Just three words or I am bound
To make this thing get nasty,
I will dispense carnage vastly,
I’ll hunt you like a hellhound.
I will burn it to the ground.

 

 

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Droplets of Sunlight

As the leaves tumble
The colors of Autumn fade
Trees brace themselves for Winter

Droplets of sunlight
Release flickers of hope and
Promise the return of Spring

 

 

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No Names Needed

Sly smiles exchanged in fleeting flirtation,
My martini glass raised, met by your wanton wink.
A knowing nod, your approach approved,
Elation engulfed, your words softly spoken,
Hand held you implore, “Dance, darling?”
Two smitten strangers, we silently sway
As retro records spin, no names needed.

 

 

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Baby Love!

I am thrilled and honored to introduce you all to my 1st born grandbaby!! This is Weston Owen Foor. After subjecting his Mommy, my daughter, to 49 hours of labor, our little heartbreaker finally made his grand entrance. He’s perfect, happy, & healthy!! Mommy is doing well despite the 2-day long ordeal. Actually, after 1:00 am when we finally met this little man, Mommy looked downright stunning. Everyone made a comment about it. She certainly is tenacious.

Weston made his debut on October 30, 2014 at 11:34 pm. He weighed 6 lbs 4 oz, measured 19″, and has lots of dark hair. We hung around the hospital until the middle of the night so we could get our hands on him. I still haven’t kissed on him, or nibbled his little toes yet. I want to make sure I’m healthy before I literally drool over this little stunner.

My son, who is 12, waited very patiently until the wee hours of the morning to hold his new nephew. He’s never held a baby before. I think he’s a natural. Brandon was anxious to get back the next day and embrace Weston some more. This picture, my son holding my grandson, chokes me up a little. What a happy day this is!

Oh, and HAPPY HALLOWEEN!

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The Year’s Last, Loveliest Smile

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