I always do too much
Expect too much of myself
Try too hard
It always leads to not doing enough
Ever
Goals never reached
Tasks left undone
Incomplete
Everything, including me
Today you greeted me
With your purple velvet
A bit of water here and there
Is all I have given
times of bone dry winter
When I didn’t come to see you
You didn’t complain
No special fertilizer, pruning
Here you are
Glorious in being you
Sharing who you are
Not too much
And more than enough
I will think of you today
In simplicity
Kindness to myself
And I will smile
To Create... 
Beautiful! I’m glad to see your work again.
Mary Lou
Thank you. Life has been a bit crazy.
Was your grandpa Joe Gorniak? I think he was the founder of the Globeville Veterans Association.
I enjoy all your writing, but those about Globeville are very special to me.
Oh, my goodness!!! Yes!!!! Joe Gorniak was my grandpa. I didn’t know about the Globeville Veterans Association. But we were always delight with the story that he was a volunteer who taught the semaphore class at the Polish Church. But it turns out he did it in Polish. Hee. Hee. I have no idea how that worked out. And he had bees with a farmer who allowed him to use a part of his land in Arvada near the Jolly Rancher factory. Ahhhhhh, the memories.
What a character! Wish I could step back in time and meet them.
Your work is wonderful.
I wonder what they would think!
Mary LOU
Love that lexan needed to be reminded today thank you
Thank you!