crafts for therapy.
My eyes look like the sea serpent card on Manna. Lol. Full circle baby. Out of the blue. Clear and clean as a whistle!
your reasons me Mama. Let’s cut through all this worn out leather.
So snap Mama out of her funk. We all love ya Mama. Lighten up girl. You’re blocked!!
I’m free. Let’s be friends. Linda.
Forget me not..
Tug me in your little tittle-tattles
and I will cheer you in my bitter battles,
but forget me not after my death rattles
Talk of me in your tears
and I will chase away your fears,
but forget me not when you cheers
Greets me with your grins
And I will dear you in my dreams,
But forget me not in a glimpse
Read me in your poems
And I will call you in my hymns,
But forget me not in your rhymes
Write me down in your note
And I will code you in my quote,
But forget me not after a dot
Sing me in your song
And I will remember your lyrics for long,
But forget me not in your gong
Bury me down in the coffins
And not long after I will call boffins,
But forget me not so often
I know you hate being cut off!
It’s ok. Just a detour. Xo
Hang in there.
just working to break up the energies with some humor mixed into the mix.