Appreciation /\

Apparently, wordpress counts our likes, and I have 1000 likes from the time I started my blog! I appreciate everyone’s of your likes, follows, and comments. I still can’t wrap my head around it ๐Ÿ™ƒ


If you’re like me

Then books are a part of your life, reading and writing a necessity of life, and you can’t have enough of either.

I came across this caricature and couldn’t help but share it! It’s so me!


Holiday Tidings

While the weather out is jolly,

The snowy ice is frothy

My latรฉ is warm and fluffy

With a heart made with three bubbly.

I hold its warmth knowing

That I have three babies, loving,

Waiting to shower me with it by hugging,

While my hubby waits his turn, pacing.

So I happily snuggle in my warmest

Clothes, harvesting their love in a jest.

There’s no rest

For those I love best.

Merry Christmas ๐ŸŽ… and Happy New Year to all!



Soft lips murmur mostly
Love words that revel in a list
Of muffled sounds that greatly
Impact your softened heart.

Let the soft caresses linger
On the shell of your ear, jaw, cheek,
Chin, and plant a loving kiss per
Lip laying homage and creating a spark.

The electricity or chemistry starts
The love that deepens with decades passing
While building on the flashes
That began the journey to loving.


Happy Thanksgiving

So the turkey isn’t in the oven and won’t be eaten, as I have nome. However, my appreciation for all that I have, senses, arms, legs, family, love, hate, all I’m thankful for, for each teaches you something new.

Always be thankful for what you have, as others most likely might have less.


Prickly Rose

The thorn in the rose rose
To prick and pick the pose
Of the stone staying style
Of bone that bosses boys
From tome to tome to
Cover conversations in cold
Winter storms that hinder the hearer
From accepting and acknowledging
Avarice that alienates avowels
Of loyalty, love, and lies
That embue endless enmity.



I had a lumpectomy done today. What a wonderful job the nurses and doctors did in their jobs as well as keeping my morale high.

The presence physical and emotional of my family members boosted my morale even more.

I’m hoping I’ll feel better quickly and get back to my blog.


Love, Unashamed

A poem read, by me, from my poetry book, Perfectly Flawed.

It’s about self-doubt and how to kill it to achieve acceptanceand self-love.–Unashamed-e1lufnt



A poem read by Malak Kalmoni Chehab from her poetry book, Perfectly Flawed. Enjoy being Perfectly Flawed!



The monsters of love are envy and an inability to achieve what others can. Monster is a poem read by Malak Kalmoni Chehab, from her poetry book, Perfectly Flawed. Enjoy!