Life’s lines get blurred when objective is lost
Many say my rights are of the utmost concern
Why then not counsel before such great cost
Not a decision made lightly, the truth to discern
Offer me solution, without destroying another
Tell me the truth as to what to expect
When offered the choice to abort me as mother
The expulsion of life, to relieve my regret
My anguish and panic are not for abuse
Not to be caught in agenda, while fact not disclosed
The remnant of child kept silent, as part of the ruse
Compassion means more, when life’s not opposed
If truly my rights are of the utmost concern
Truth be told please, in full disclosure
When does the rhythm of heartbeat on turn?
Objective not lost, lines not a blur, life through creation, forever pure
I know it’s not yet turkey day, but down at the Junk in the Trunk (and then some booth) we’re already and very gratefully sweating a little “tinsel”, while getting our fa-la-la-la-la on!!!!!
The Junk in the Trunk, is just one of the many vendors participating in this years Christmas Open House at Morton’s Antique Mall on the Ave in beautiful downtown Yakima, Wa. If you are out and about spreading some good cheer on Friday, Nov 18th between 6:30-9:00 please stop by for cookies (some gluten free), a warm bevarage and a stroll through two floors of memory evoking antiques, vintage, shabby chic and repurposed junk/treasures galore.
As I’m writing I wonder if Santa is as into the recycle/repurpose/re-CELEBRATE thing as some of us are, he should be!!!!!
Ever since I was a kid I have enjoyed coloring just a wee bit outside the lines. At this point in life, rather than try to change who I am, I decided to celebrate what I find so wonderul in life and that be all things old, junky and colorful.
Pictured are just few of the items currently down at the “Junk in the Trunk (and then some) booth in Morton’s Antique Mall in beautiful downtown Yakima Wa.