The blank pages of a journal
Are waiting for thoughts to flow;
I have several, one for each family member
So someday they will all know.
How my heart loves them,
How I know I am truly blessed;
Even with misunderstandings
There is a reason behind every test.
The blank pages of a scrapbook
Are ready for memories to unfold;
So many moments filled with pride
In these pages I will share the joy.
Sports, graduation, college, serving our country
Little ones growing up too soon;
Now I keep those memories close by
My three children and husband, I love you!
The blank pages of a notebook
Where poems and stories start;
Okay, that’s not always true…
Many come from the heart.
An Oscar Moment in Time
Is not always a trophy or an award;
It’s family or a friend
Asking the writer for one more.