soft eyes.
It wasn't what they said,
but how they said it.
When they spoke I thought of doves.
Perhaps the years have taught them to recognize a mother's broken heart.
Perhaps the years have taught them to recognize a mother's broken heart.
After I had pursued the offerings of purses and jewelry at one of my favorite stores, I turned my attentions toward creating at least one ensemble around black pants I recently acquired via the Target Daily Deal. I found a couple of tops that would work, but still was not satisfied. I headed to the shoe department. I tried on many pairs of shoes but when my poor little tense toes slipped into some unbelievably comfortable slides, I knew I had found my match. The only thing is, they were red. Then it hit me. I have never owned a pair of red shoes. So, of course, I immediately took them to the register and bought them.
Me and my toes feel much better now.
a small Bible
with
a picture of Jesus
holding a lamb
a flowered easter dress
with
a square neck
trimmed in lace
hands washing dishes
and
folding stacks of clean clothes
while she sang
verses one
two
and
four