Happy Father’s Day With Poetry

You know, sometimes I forget it’s Father’s Day. My dad died years ago, and as I’ve said many times here, he was an abusive alcoholic. While my relationship with my father wasn’t the best, I did have great relationships with both of my grandfathers.

Mirror, Mirror

It’s been one of my goals to get a craft business going. I used to have one, several years ago. I’d crochet, paint stuff… did all kinds of different things that I would sell at craft shows or even on consignment occasionally.