do not wash out dog dishes,  do not think to throw paper plates upside down in the trash so the food is not open-faced for the next person to view the remains. They will always manage to take something new and turn it into a used object that sees less time than perhaps it could have with a bit of care.  There are those who will lick their fingers while making cookies each time they spoon dough onto the cookie sheet and laugh at other people’s misfortune of being adopted and raised by people who did nothing to teach them manners and restraint, who look at others as less than and do not want some to gain in material goods because to do so puts them ill at ease with themselves in some manner.

There are also people who cancel out all things above, practicing neatness, manners, and good will in these and other areas. 

Hope is still alive.  

A Few Year End Thoughts…

December 31, 2015

I would like to thank each person who took the time to stop in and visit with me. My plans are to keep writing in 2016.  Today, this December 31, 2015,  I leave you with a few of my thoughts:

Most of us are like caged squirrels grabbing the provided acorns and attempting to bury them someplace safe while the cage keepers look on and smile…

Years come and go as do we, whether toward time or eternity.

Your hope may be light, but it will make it easier to carry down in the valley or up the hills to the mountain top.

Happy New Year.

R. Webb

Morning is past the light has gone
Evening tide rolls thick with fog
Soon night shall claim a restless soul
Whose mind and heart with sorrow untold
Once hope did breathe so shallow there
Within the being of one so fair
Small child of yesterday in time
I weep I weep dear child o’ mine
The tears that flow down cheeks of kin
Spill for the life that might have been
God knows the reasons and the why
So He may comfort by and by
If mercy shows His part Divine
Then heart and soul can rest in time

Copyright 2013