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Peach State says: Here We Go Again!

I hate to be the one to tell you but…It is Monday…and the weekend is over!
Here We Go Again!

Last night, while fast forwarding through the commercials, my hubby announced he needed to leave earlier for the Monday meeting. “Get me up about 6:00 and I will be able to take my shower about 6:35-6:40.” That is all well and good if he can actually follow the demands of the ticking clock. So far so good! He has roughly 10 minutes to get dressed and out the door! “MEN!”

We all have crazy schedules that drive us rapidly in many directions on Mondays. Everything is a blur as we continue to try and accomplish our preset duties for the day. Life thrusts it’s not-so-humorous interruptions into our day and we press on finally crawling into our safe haven and pulling the covers over our heads. Pain, fear, bickering, pure exhaustion…the interruptions are many but, we remain strong. “We are strong…because we get up the next morning and do it all over again!”

Do what you can to the best of your ability! That is all we can do!

So…put a smile on your face and I will put one on mine…face the new day!
Make it the best day…because you never know what tomorrow may bring.
Oh and by all means…finish that cup of coffee!
Have a great day!

Peach State

Peach State says: Shadows in the Morning Light


I love writing poetry…and today the wind and shadows inspired the following lines.

Shadows in the Morning Light!

There is something hypnotic in the movement of the wind,
Touching the tall Georgia Pines.
The breeze caressing these giants to bend,
In harmonic sway across the morning sky.

The roar of nature applauds like the rush of commute,
Moving in choreographed flow.
The now empty branches will bear fruit,
Drink in the warming sun’s glow.

The dead leaves give way to new buds of life,
The strong trunks twirl in a dance.
The sun spills across the night,
As morning lights glisten in silence.

Playful shadows lend the morning a smile,
Through the sun’s bright beams.
Twinkling like the eyes of a child,
Ever changing light in the leaves.

The dance always constant but never the same,
Fragile whispers in the wind’s might.
Share with you in the new day,
Shadows in the morning light.

Watching these shadows today inspired this momentary reflection. Hope you can find your own “Shadows in the Morning Light” to bring you a smile to your heart. Have a great day!

Peach State