I Have A Voice

I have a voice which speaks loudly and boldly even when no one is around.  Who needs an audience.  I have a voice that minces words with itself and argues points when disagreement is had.  Some of my best arguments are with myself.  I have a voice that is tranquil and calm like liquid silver and is just as reflective when reflectively speaking.  I have a voice that is harsh and hard and rolls out of my mouth like a boulder laden landslide.  It can sound like a battle cry.  I have a voice that makes silly sounds which bring laughter from my grandson.  I think I like the last one best. ~ Arachne ~ 10 5 10 @ 10:30

My man is rather small and smells of fresh baby powder

Baby blue smelling of powder and feeling all wiggly.  Coos and giggles, sparking eyes, gentle curls, and eyelashes as long as his legs.

Hey baby!  Who you looking at?  I see you staring at me, but you are also looking at the world in wonderment.  You who are so soft and sweet and full of giggles and dimples.  Hey baby!  What are you thinking?  Are you wondering who is the crazy lady who is acting all weird around you?  No problem.  Let’s go look at the pendulum again.  See it swing to and fro.  You like it don’t you?  Hey baby!  Let’s go for a walk and I will talk to you.  You see to like to walk with me and you do enjoy the stories, however, I love to listen to yours as well.  Hey baby!


Trying hard as I might to write that which presses on my mind does me no good.  How I wish to lay down the feelings that I feel when holding my grandson.  He is too beautiful for words.