Hi. My name’s Jack. Okay, not really. But I identify with Jack. I like the way it sounds when people say it: JACK. Jack conjures up images of daring adventures and something completely different. So call me Jack. I can draw but I’ve been taking classes to help get my dreams out of my head.Continue reading “I Dreamt A Little Dream About You”
Author Archives: Chico’s Mom
Ode to Rain
You encourage the flowers to grow. But then I have to mow. Blossoms bring forth fragrances sweet. But wait, bees! I scream, running in defeat. Summer shower, cool a blistered ground. A popcorn shower, I feel like a rat – drown. Drops bloop on ponds making happy little fishies. Shoes soaked. Toes are icky andContinue reading “Ode to Rain”
Interrupt Sleep
Sleep is an amazing event in my life. My bed is soft and warm. Sleep wraps me in comfort. It erases the stress of the day. Oooh, if I get to dream, especially a good dream, sleep transports me to a whole new world. Sleep is my friend. One night I am ripped from myContinue reading “Interrupt Sleep”
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