But, shortly after this great loss,
her mom was called from this earth.
Her love had been unconditional,
from the very moment of birth.
She continued as she’d been taught.
Life happens every single day.
She’d search for the silver lining,
seemed that was just her way.
One day you make a new friend
soon you're feeling smitten.
In Florida, we have love bugs,
is it possible she's been bitten?
You share mutual passions,
of which, writing is only one,
then one day you realize
you’ve been having lots of fun.
Whenever one door closes
you’re often faced with another.
Stand there or step through,
it’s either one or the other.
I’ve been roaming untried paths,
just following my nose.
So far I haven’t regretted
any of the paths I’ve chose.
This book is about my life
much of it told in rhyme,
the story isn’t finished,
but I still have lots more time.
So, now you’ve heard my story,
poetically told, of course.
But, was it poetically correct,
it’s you who’ll color that horse.
© copyright 2010 by Donna Hale Chandler
DONNA HALE CHANDLER
LIFE HAPPENS (My Story)
THE HINTS BOOKS