.......Everyday......

Everyday it seems I did one little thing to help someone.....nothing fancy....just little gestures of kindness...to be the kind of person my dad wanted me to be....
I'm a grandma now.....and I know that my grandchildren will never know this side of me....
Because maybe I could do nice little gestures for people who appreciate them....
But somewhere along the way, the grandest time of my life~ having my children and raising them to be good to all people.......I went wrong....
and I don't think I'll have enough time to find out what has caused this vial of hate they run into my veins..
So now it is a match to see which poison kills me first.....my kidney or my flesh and blood.......
~V

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