Expressions and Thoughts

So many wives complain about how difficult it is to get their hubbies gifts on special occasions. I could agree to that at some point, but I am just grateful that I have a hubby that is not really picky with gifts. He loves everything I give him, so I am always confident that I make the right choices everytime.

I wonder if I could give hubby a more modern and hip look? Would buying him rogue status be a good idea? I am not very sure of this, but like always, I trust that he would have that grateful smile painted on his face whenever I’d give him a present. But I can’t wait until he fits one of those black shirts with cool little prints! Hey, maybe I should get myself one , too!

They are kids’ best friends.

Kids love to play with cars, boys and girls alike, they all go through this stage where they will play with cars and happily roll them on any plain surface. Big cars, plastic model cars, small cars, remote controlled cars, anything that has wheels, children will never let a day pass by without playing these toys. Some children improvise and create their own cars out from junk. I remember making my own toy car before from an old wood block, some rusty nails and four soda caps as wheels.

When it was done, I attached a string in the front and pull it with all smiles. It was really fun. I just realized that children nowadays are just lucky to have so many toys and high tech gadgets to play with.

Judgement roaring
Accuses so deafening;
Betrayal coming
Trust fading.

Going away…the treasured post
To the place where no one knows;
Who would think one gets blows
From the one you trust the most?

Where is trust?
…away it fades;
Where is love?
…away it fails.

Forgiveness…why so distant?
Healing…why so scant?
Pretense…oh so vast
Only time…can tell at last.

I wrote this poem a long long time ago. A couple of weeks ago, I was reminded of this poem coz the website I have submitted this to sent me an email to claim my poem. So I did just that.

When I read it, I couldn’t remember that pain I was feeling while I was writing it… until just recently… I know… time heals.