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Your Are Special

Posted by Nancy Lou Henderson in Poetry | 4 comments

You Are Special You are a special young man to me, and came into my life when you were less than three. Big brown eyes, brown hair with a magnificent smile, you melted my heart in a very short while. Soon by God’s loving plan and grace, You became my Great Grandson bringing an even bigger smile to my face. Remember the ice bucket challenge that we decided to do? That bucket of ice water was nearly as big as you, but that didn’t stop you from dumping that water, and I still remember your amazing laughter, Together we have played in my backyard, and I watched you swim in my...

Life Is Brief

Posted by Nancy Lou Henderson in Poetry | 4 comments

Budding and growing in early Spring, shaping, then becoming colors of green. Rustling and holding tight, cooling, then shading in the sunlight. Changing and turning brown in the Fall, floating, then bouncing like a ball. Rolling and sailing in the wind, rising, then gliding once again. Twirling and dancing in the air, landing, then resting somewhere. Understanding and loving being a leaf, Accepting, then knowing life is brief. March 14, 2020 Lou Views:...

Mask to Mask

Posted by Nancy Lou Henderson in short story | 2 comments

Staying home was not something Elsa wanted to do. Accustomed to being at her office from sunup to sundown was the norm for her. The pandemic had changed everything, and everything seemed surreal. Elsa’s apartment was modestly decorated. If not for an insisting girlfriend, she probably would most likely not have any furnishing, except maybe a bed and chair. Entertaining was not a priority for Elsa. She just needed a place to come home to shower, have a glass of wine, and get some sleep. Things were so different at her office. Elsa had spent tons of money decorating and making her...

God Knows

Posted by Nancy Lou Henderson in Poetry | 0 comments

God Knows When questioning, He understands. If hearts break, God mends. When feet dance, He rejoices. If we sing, God praises. When eyes cry, He holds. If sickness overpowers, God heals. When grief comes, He comforts. If we pray, He listens. When sins confessed, God forgives. If troubles overwhelm, God solves. When we are patient, He answers. If we forgive others, God smiles. When all fails, He prevails. With faith and belief, God protects. Views: 68

I Am Sick of Myself

Posted by Nancy Lou Henderson in The Widow's Blog | 12 comments

For some reason, Myself has become a total nuisance. Although I am used to being alone with Myself, we are not getting along. As a matter of fact, we are not even speaking to each other. I want to do stuff around the house, but Myself thinks we are on vacation and wants to sit on the couch playing games on my phone or watching Netflix movies. Lord forbid an exciting series comes up on the screen with ten thousand episodes, Myself wants to watch, which becomes an all-nighter. Myself thinks it’s fun to make me want to snack and drink water, then signals me to run to the bathroom. You...