Just before the day is started, right before the rising sun,

He starts each early morning, with a cinnamon frosted bun,

And then he turns his attention, to the work which must be done,

He punches the rising bread dough, and sets it to rise one more time,

The scones are coated with sugar, the pies are displayed in a line,

The donuts are frosted and warm, they all will be gone before nine,

The life of a baker is sweet, when others around are asleep,

He has the whole place to himself, his passion for sweets is quite deep,

No one will suspect what he’s done, for under the rug he will sweep,

Evidence of his addiction, will undoubtedly go unknown.

Except for the obvious proof, of the way his belly has grown,

His profits will suffer for sure, but the bakery he does own.



As I reach the end of my years, I find I have a lot of good information stored up in this old decrepit mind of mine. If I don't write it all down, it may vanish and no one will have the advantage of my thoughts. This is why this blog exists. I love the Lord, Jesus with all my heart and soul. I know I'm undeserving of all He's done for me, but I also know that His love is beyond my comprehension. I've always wanted to write. I never kept diaries, but tucked my thoughts in my head for future reference. I use them now in creating stories, plays, poetry and my blog. I continue to learn every day. I believe the compilation of our time spent with God will have huge affect on the way we live. I know I'm a sinner and I need a Savior. I have One through Jesus, Christ. My book, "Stages - a memoir," is about the seven stages of life from the perspective of a woman. It addresses all the things girls and women go through in life as they travel it with Jesus, and it is available on
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