My January 2019

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New lists,
Old goals.
Same work,
Some chores.
Mostly smiling,
Rarely crying.
Birthday approaching,
Crackling knees.
January ends,
February begins.


©JwlsMacRay2019

Simply sums up my month of January. 🙂 It has been a decent year thus far. A few bumps in the road but more good happenings. It is currently cold and a bit of snow on the ground. Though we have had some nice weather this month as well. Tonight is so far the coldest night we have had to deal with. My ideal temp is around 40 – 50 if it has to be cold. I must say yesterday was 32 and it felt nice because the sun was out after hiding for some time and NO wind. It felt really nice. I can handle that. Today it was sunny but that dang wind was there.


Well, I best get off here and hit the pillow. I am trying real hard to get back to bed before midnight again. Sigh. I have been terrible with staying up until 1 or 2 because of my job. It has been the way the schedule has fell. My own fault. 🙂 Night!

Once Upon a Time…1989

I wrote this poem when I was a senior in high school. I submitted it to be published and they did! I have not located the certificate yet but if I remember right I received Editor’s choice. 🙂 No money was won but I was happy to be recognized!

Our local paper even did a story on it and published my poem. I have yet to figure out where I put that. I am in the middle of reorganizing so hopefully I will come across it again.

The Book it is published in. I bought a copy.

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A total of 3,207 entries were published. 🙂 I feel honored to have won an award. 🙂

The Poem

Once Upon a Time

Started me and you were just friends

Because you were insecure

You wouldn’t let your feelings show

You pretended to notice nothing.

Made like I didn’t care

Reaching out for something

Pretending it was there

Now I’m left with nothing.

You acted like you cared deeply

Talking about the weather to us

Having tons of fun together

Then saying it was passing time.

Eyes that once danced, now drown in tears

Tearing at the love in my heart

Remembering too many bad lies

There’s never been a good goodbye.

 

©1989 Julia M. McChesney