I’m thankful for each breath that averts death
With good health dealt by a spiritual wealth
A warm and cozy bed, the roof over my head
The Sandman’s conveyances off to dreamland

Food that feeds a mouth the words to speak
Loud music played easing all troubles away
A safe hand to hold as all the mysteries unfold
Taking it one day at a time to fill-up a lifetime

-This is from last Saturday’s writers meeting, and was inspired by the seven minute writing prompt given by our clubs President, Judy. You can visit her site here:

Published by Kelly

“I’m just a girl in the world…that’s all you’ll let me be...” Southern California Native who gets in trouble for sarcasm, suffers from bouts of OCD, and listens to an eclectic range of music really, really loud especially while driving too fast. Turn up the Rap, R&B, Punk, Billy, Indie, Alternative, Classic, Folk, Metal, and Grunge, Melodic, Industrial, Electronic, Soul and so on you get the point.

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