The Jamaican Cow

Making the poster today for our store (store number 815) was really fun. I call my masterpiece "The Jamaican Cow". My color scheme was green, black, and yellow, and the design for the board looked like a cow print, ugh. It looks OK, I guess. I got home around 2:00. When I got home I went through some of my stacks of paper. I saw a poem that I wrote a long time ago. I called it "Fallen". "Enduring life's mystery, repeating past history. Walking through trials we cannot overcome, taking in what we have lost and won. Regretting what we have done, feeling like we are the only one. Living to much out of light, knowing you can never win the fight. Where is the rise after the fall? We seem weak and act small. Where is the love that strikes the heart? feeling like we are falling apart." Now I am tired! I think I want to go to bed, like right now. ;-) I think I will.