ART & POETRY BY PAUL & KATHY BOECHER©
Camouflaged right in the forefront, hidden there among the weeds,
Obscured from anyone’s vision, his countenance supercedes,
The morsels of remaining corn, become his holiday feast,
But no one sees that he is there, no animal, man or beast,
He blends right into the landscape, except the red on his head,
Safe for today as he nibbles, tomorrow he may be dead.
About atimetoshare.me
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 Amazon.com.
LOL! Cute poem and a lovely painting. Those are my colors too, so quite charming.
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Thanks, my friend. Hope you had a wonderful Thanksgiving.
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Beautiful combination of painting and poetry. Without the poem, how many would miss it?
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