How I became a friend

When we were young many things they said could be done.
All you have to do is believe, focus and all would come.
I was a trusting soul and thought this would be great.
I started early believing I would be a fireman at the age of eight.
By nine though I found there were other rules then even more when I started searching in schools.
It seems that no matter how hard I tried for the hook and ladder
there were others who dreamed as well and into their trap I fell.
I never became that fellow in red with hose in hand but a hundred other things instead.
I was a trucker and Tailor, a carpenter and jailer, a farmer and biker, a ranger and hiker, a person of hats too many to mention with more to come I'm sure.
So if it is true that what ever I will may come true then I still think I want to be a friend to you for that is the best thing I wanted to do!

Spoons

You've heard all the things like a spoon full of sugar helps the medicine go down, Lovin’ spoon full and a spoon in hand is worth … well maybe that one is a little obscure but the point is a spoon full of sugar can make a diabetic of you if the thought is ingrained on a young brain, trusting all things their parents tell then and glued to that all knowing nanny , the TV, that most parents attach children to “So they can learn” and so the parent doesn't have to pay attention to them and actually teach them that the sugar is probably worse in the long run than the illness the meds are supposed to cure them of , shame on Disney, and as lovely as the thought of a spoon full of love is it is also probably bad for you if that’s all you get out of a relationship. But the wonderful spoon, invented by no modern person knows who, is still the best utensil on the table. You can spread peanut butter with either end , dig out the last of the jelly in the jar, in a pinch you can even sharpen one edge and cut meat , a good heavy one will crack nuts or noggins to knuckles , no fork can get the soup picked up without the aid of bread but the spoon can get it all. The only thing is spaghetti is tough but then it can play a part when the fork twirls the strings as a backstop or if you are smart you can use your spoon to cut it up into small spoonsized lengths and dig in.

I love my spoon !

Fair is fare ...

She watched him day and night with teeth brightly shining.
Anyone could tell how she felt but he never looked her way. He only rocked to and fro as if in some ancient ritual trance, never knowing what he could have had.
She only hoped that when they packed to leave some mistake by a roady could bring them closer together.