A Country Girl's Writing

We live in a broken world  Torn apart by sin.  Everywhere we turn, We can see it seeping in.  It is on our screens,  Our town and city streets,  In our schools and government,  And everywhere we meet.  It is a never-ending pest  That crawls up from the cracks. We battle it every day  Knowing only God can win  The battle against sin.  Written By Evelyn Creon

  A gentle breeze hit me Warming my chilly arms and reassuring my heart That sunny spring season is coming.  The brisk grass made way for my feet   And with each step, I sank into the soft soil.  Flowers had begun bursting forth from their earthy winter homes ,  And with every subtle movement, my eyes watched in admiration. Birds ruptured the sky with their songs ,  Amusing my aching ears.  Spring's aroma could finally be smelled   Announcing spring's arrival on the horizon.  In deep breaths, I tried to breathe it all in. Wishing for a halt in time While I enjoyed the beauty of the moment.  Written By Evelyn Creon

       I missed last week's blog post due to some unexpected health issues that completely skewed my ability to use my brain in any capacity. I also forgot to have a backup post for emergencies like last week. So instead of stressing about a blog post, I just pushed it off and decided to start back up this week.      Today's poem is about how I am feeling about the idea of being a mother (my all-time dream job).  I am torn between two worlds. One of motherhood and one of not. In one aspect, I'm a mother carrying her child Yet in another, I am not because I don't have all the responsibilities That a mother should have. My dream of being a mother has come And now I am waiting on the bench. Preparing for a child, and free of all the obligations  Which comes with the title "mother." Am I a mother? The answer is yes. Do I feel like a mother? No, I do not.  So, I'm torn between two worlds. Written by Evelyn Creon ...