a faithful family. a good map jaunt.
her dad’s green eyes. her mama’s smile.
the firmest of foundations.
a fair shake, a good start.
sometimes she carries her gifts like burdens,
small curse words on curious tongue:
fingers that crave ink,
and a two-sizes-too-big heart.
Day 29 for NaPoWriMo.
Nice beginning’s tale. Reminds me of my paternal grandfather, he chewed tobacco and cussed the most of any in our family. As I’m thinking though I don’t remember him taking the Lord’s name in vain. ( The popular now-a-day “OMG’s really bother me.)
Thank you for giving my car a brand make. I still kick myself for not buying a Jaguar soft-top back when I worked for Ford with Ford owning Jaguar Company.