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Yielding Rewards

If we put the time, energy and care into our plants they will provide us with nourishment. It is the same for our bodies, mind and soul. If we take the time to take care of our well-being it will show in many areas of our lives. Just as if we ignore our well-being it will also show. God wants us to flourish. So take care of you as you would your gardens.

Poetry

Anaya

Anaya

She is the CatBoy to my Owlette,
Unless you watch PJMasks that you won’t get.
Today she is Rainbow Dash with lightning speed.
Off to help someone in need.
Later she will be Babs,
Which is fitting cause she gabs.
She is so smart it amazes me,
Something I struggled to be.
Constantly making me smile,
With her personality and style.
She likes to be in charge, Her attitude always at large.
If I do something wrong,
She always lets me know.
A joy she truly is to watch grow. Jill L. Ware

Playing trouble with Anaya at the cabin
Beauty And Her Beast, Poetry

Beauty and Her Beast

If you aren’t someone she sees almost ever day,

With you her monster likely won’t play.

If she cares for you even the slightest bit,

Out of nowhere her monster you might get.

She tries to keep him on a short chain,

All the while inside her he’s raising Cain.

For no reason at all,

Out of her he crawls.

Like a lion you will hear his roar,

Have you seen him before?

For those that love her it is a blessing and a curse.

You’ve seen her better, seen her worse.

She is confusing to say the least,

A beauty living with her beast.

Poetry

Adalyn Rose Marie

My beautiful granddaughter Adalyn Rose,

Means more to me than she even knows.

Out of her mouth comes the darnedest things,

There is nothing better than when she sings.

She has style, she has flare,

When we are together we are quite the pair.

Sometimes she can be just a bit mean,

And a lot of times a drama queen.

I wish I had her dance moves,

With the music she always grooves.

I can’t imagine a life without her in it,

The love we have I pray she will never forget.

One day I will be gone like the grandmothers before me,

Her beautiful face forever in my mind it will always be.

I will see her again someday,

And forever in Heaven Barbies we will play.

Grandma Jill Loves You!

Blog, He Is So Not Like Me, Poetry

He Is So Not Like Me

I have loved him since the day he was conceived, the joy he brought me I’d never believe.

His personality was that of a clown, lifting me up when I was down.

He was terrified to go on stage, which got much better with age.

Eventually I left his dad, It was the worst feeling I ever had.

Joint custody was not for me, forever changed our life would be.

Me his mother you would never guess, what a beautiful mess.

Drums, guitar, piano are just a few, of the many things he can do.

He is smarter than I ever was, excellent at all he does.

He will never know the love I carry in me, forever in my heart he will always be.

Jill L. Ware

Blessed Beyond Measure, Blog

Blessed Beyond Measure

I Love My Family! What a beautiful gathering we had for Mother’s Day.

Anaya, Adalyn, Jayson, Me and Hope
My beautiful mother and baby Jayson
Hope Azalea is precious
Joshie to me he will always be
Aunt Whitney and Uncle Casey Getting baby fever?
Cheyanne probably feels like she is at the daycare