As The Seasons


Hello my friends

It’s been a fairly decent week these passed
few days. Rocky is finally starting to do his
stuff outside like a good boy. Though we’ve
been keeping him under constant watch so
to see when he needs to go out. We’ve been
putting him in his crate at night and letting
him out in the morning and he heads for the
front door with Benny because he’s gotta go
potty. Hopefully he will have it mastered by
winter hehehe. Hopefully before, for his own
sake LOL. Although he has been good the
passed few days. He seems to be catching
on. We’ve heard that Shih tzus are one of
the hardest dogs to teach which also falls in
the category of potty training hehehe. So
it’s normal for his breed to be a little harder
to train than others. It doesn’t stop us from
getting tired of cleaning up his mess though.
LOL, but as I said, it looks like he’s slowly
but surely catching on. Ok, so what else is
there to yammer about hehehe? Judy has
gone with her sisters to visit their brother
Ricky up north of us in a nursing home.
The boys are outside right now and reason
being is that they seem to want me to play
with them at the most inappropriate times,
such as like now when I’m trying to write.
I’ll let them in when I’m done hehehe. Last
week they were both in ornery moods and
wanting my undivided attention when I was
in the middle of my journal LOL. I’d write
a bit and then feel paws upon my arm as
one or the other would jump up to say hi.
Gotta love them boys hehehe. Rocky is
at the back door and every time he sees
me heading in the direction of the front
door or thereabouts such as the restroom
he makes a mad dash for the front door.
Then when he sees that I didn’t come to
the front door he runs quickly to the back
door to watch for me hehehe. He is so
silly! It turned out to be a beautiful day
today. It’s 75 F degree right now at 5;30
PM and that’s supposed to be the high for
today. It’s supposed to be a tad warmer
tomorrow. No telling what tomorrow
will bring though LOL. Another day to
celebrate life. These 2 boys bring us joy
each day. Judy should be home soon.
She left with her sisters at noon and it’s
6:30 now. The temperature has gone
down a few degrees and that’s great 🙂
Life in the fast lane LOL. Nope it ain’t
too fast here at the Pearce’s Place LOL.
I’ve taken a few pictures this passed
week. I’ll put a few in the stationery
as I do every week. I hope you like a
few of them. As the seasons change I’ll
have a lot more to take pictures of 🙂
I’ve been going and checking on the
boys from time to time and they’re OK.
Rocky still heads for the front door
every time he sees me hehehe. I’ll let
them in after I have gotten done with
the hardest part of the journal and that
is the poem. Judy has been real busy
writing her book. I’ve edited 6 chapters
and tons more to go. She helps me edit
my poems and all. Just reading them
aloud to her helps a ton. So far, what
I’ve read of her book is GREAT. She
has quite an imagination. Unless you
didn’t know, she’s writing a scifi novel.
Maybe one day it will be made into a
movie. You never know 🙂 I thank
God for the blessings that He’s given
us as each day comes to shine. Don’t
ever think that God is not listening,
because He is. He’s always waiting
for us to get out of ourselves and let
Him to work through us. Let God to
shine in your life. Of course you will
make mistakes, but God will use them
to make good to spawn. Learn from
your mistakes. Don’t let the mistakes
to pull you down. Let God show you
how they can pick you up and make
you stronger. Now I believe it’s time
for me to be taking a little visit back
through all that I’ve written here to
see if I can find a good word or phrase
that I can use for the title for today’s
brand new poem. So it’s away I go
to that place of my recollection that
I always like to call RECOLLECT
VILLE. I had to stop a moment and
let the boys in. I could tell that they
were quite ready to come back inside,
but I may have made a mistake LOL.
Rocky is now behind me playing with
the squeaky toys hehehe. Oh well,
I believe I found a good title just a
little ways back near the middle of
my rambling. Sheesh Rocky hehehe!
Could ya give it a break for a little
bit. That squeaky squeak makes it
hard to think. Anyways, here goes.

As The Seasons

Each new morning
brings a shine
from the bright sun
time to time.
As the seasons
change their flow,
soon comes Autumn
then white snow.
Now is summer
heat discerned,
some found swimming,
some sunburned.
As the seasons
find their place
many find a
smiling face.
With God’s blessings
found so bright
seasons change
each day and night.
As the seasons
place their name
each is with its
note to fame.
Spring from winter
gives its flow
using winters
melting snow.
Then comes summer
counted true
with ones seeking
more to do.
Fall then beckons
painted leaves
that soon fall
from all the trees.
Then at last
dear winter finds
wondrous blessings
Christmas time.

©By Bill Pearce
Aug 30, 2015

I hope you enjoyed the poem and it made
you smile. I also hope you enjoyed all of
my rambling 🙂 Now I need to ask you to
give special prayer for my granddaughter
Sami. She is back in the hospital with a
kidney infection. It seems she has been
in the hospital more than out of it. The
poor little girl has been through Hell with
her Spina Bifida. Please say a prayer for
her. I know God is in control, but prayer
does wonders. Gramps loves you Sami 🙂
So, that is all that I can think of to tell
you aside from the fact that Rocky is in
overdrive and keeps nudging me with his
nose and pawing at me LOL. Yes, he’s
still playing with the squeaking dog toys.
He just jumped and put his paws on my
computer desk as if to say HELLO 🙂
Finally, he’s eating his food and leaving
me alone for a bit hehehe. Benny is in
his doggy bed ignoring Rocky as best
that he can LOL. If he bothers him too
much, I’ll hear a little muffled grrrrrr.
LOL, they love each other more than
we could ever have dreamed. We were
afraid that Benny would not be able
to move on from Milo, but he did. We
can tell from time to time that he still
thinks of him when we accidentally call
Rocky Milo. Yes, we still think of our
old boy Milo. He will always be a part
of our lives. His ashes are sat atop of
our TV in the living room. But as life
goes on, we shall also. Now I believe
it’s time for me to be telling you what
I tell you almost every week and that
is, I wrote some more poems with 1
of them being sort of Christmassy 🙂
I also wrote 22 more haiku for all of
the haiku lovers out there or should
I say 23, being I accidentally wrote
1 extra hehehe. So sue me hehehe!
OK, with that said I reckon it’s time
for me to be searching for that not
so elusive off switch, but not before I
wish you a most wonderful weekend
or whatever’s left of it and a blessings
filled week. Remember, Jesus loves
you and we do too. Now, where’s
that off switch hiding this week????
Oh for the love of ice cream, could
you at least put a little bit of effort
in your hiding places LOL. Trying to
hide behind Rocky will never work
being he never stops moving hehehe.
Gotcha, see ya CLICK zzzzzzzzzzzz.

God bless from Bill, Judy, Benny, Rocky
and the spirit of Milo Pearce

Tomorrow (August 31) is my birthday
Hello no friend of mine,
you have turned me 59! LOL.
Turned, sounds like I went bad huh 🙂

Now it’s on with the poems and haiku
10 and 22+1 hehehehehehehehehehe 🙂

Right Now And Beyond

With minutes and hours
are moments to find
right now and beyond
found on our mind.
Often our thinking will
be found obscured
throughout a turnstile
of word after word.
Right now and beyond
can be clearly seen
sometimes as portions
of a nightmare or dream.
Using all the passed days
and those then to come
the best that we can then
will shine a great sun.
For not procrastinating
and doing what we can
right now and beyond
will help us to stand.

©By Bill Pearce
Aug 27, 2015

Devices Of Style

Thinking they’re better
so many perceive
that they are blessed with
times to achieve.
Through their devices
of style so to say
many will carry on
in their thinking way.
The style of life
with many devices
leads ones astray
with overpaid prices.
Often ones wantings
are just but a show
the devices of style
to fill their ego.
Don’t let your wantings
to become so large
that devices of style
are fully in charge.

©By Bill Pearce
Aug 27, 2015

An Angel’s Wings

Someone you see
might have in place
an angel’s wings
upon their face.
Their love and joy
will seem to shine
as the Heavens
great design.
An angel’s wings
might not be seen
as they’re here
with God’s esteem.
Those as angels
might appear
as they’re just
someone sincere.
Maybe even
a homeless man
with angels wings
and wondrous plan.
So the story’s
plain to see
an angel could be
you or me.
Unknowingly shining
what God agleams
some are with
an angel’s wings.

©By Bill Pearce
Aug 29, 2015

A Santafied Dream

A sweet winters morning
awoken from sleep
is filled with the wonders
that ones wish to keep.
A Santafied dream
from deep in the night
displaying magic
of Santa in flight.
A Santafied dream
of a white snowy place
painted with wonders
upon a child’s face.
This was a magical
time I remember
a Santafied dream
amidst cold December.
So very long ago
as I fell fast asleep
a Santafied dream
displayed oh so deep.
A minute a moment
of sweet starry skies
a Santafied dream
came alive in my eyes.
Yet now much older
I still can recall
a Santafied dream
the best over all.

©By Bill Pearce
Aug 29, 2015

Within The Looking Stone

On a deep river’s bottom
holds such a stone.
One that’s all shiny
and sat all alone.
It holds great mysteries
deep in its mold
making some stories
to now be foretold.
Within the looking stone
time has stood still
as it fills pages
of words to fulfill.
It has such a shimmer
that only few see,
for it is well hidden
in a river so free.
It displays times
that it has gone through
with chips here and there
that make greater its view.
The words are well written
in oh such a tone
that only a few see it
within the looking stone.

©By Bill Pearce
Aug 29, 2015

Limits Of Self

Found in a hurry
ones worry so much
about this and that
a bit out of touch.
The limits of self
are often not seen,
for oh so many
just live in a dream.
Then with a crashing
comes reality
the limits of self
for them then to see.
Don’t get discouraged,
because we all do
have many limits
that pattern our view.
Life is a journey
filled with desire
that limits of self
will find a flat tire.
Let lose your sadness
and be glad to be
the person you are
which is you and me.
The limits of self
can become good tools
learning what’s best
and not being fools.
For wantings desires
can lie on your shelf
giving you sadness
with limits of self.

©By Bill Pearce
Aug 29, 2015

While Looking On

Lost in perception
dusk unto dawn
we miss moments
while looking on.
Time becomes echoes
we’ve yet to see
while looking on
at our history.
Portions of mornings
are just a sight
that ones mistaken
for later of night.
Time finds seconds
that went too fast
while looking on
at shadows we cast.
Don’t let today
to just fly by
while looking on
not giving a try.

©By Bill Pearce
Aug 29, 2015

Dismantled Doorways

Temporal pathways
come to conclusions
dismantled doorways
to our illusions.
So many doorways
swing and then sway
as they are opened
day after day.
Discerning pathways
temporal places
might become found
as untied shoe laces.
Causing us stumbles
tripped up to find
dismantled doorways
time after time.
It’s with our mindset
we often find grays
within the time frames
dismantled doorways.

©By Bill Pearce
Aug 29, 2015

Looking Smart

Ones with clothes
of higher pay
might be liars
their display.
Not so true
that they impart,
for they’re only
looking smart.
Leaves on trees
of brown and green
do not bestow
the truth that’s seen.
Many will not
be what you think,
for they really
truly stink.
Looking smart
is best to be
the way you are
for ones to see.
Don’t disguise
what’s found inside
for truth shows
what you can’t hide.
Let your life
show from your heart
and not just be then
looking smart.

©By Bill Pearce
Aug 29, 2015

August Dreams

Heat of summer
comes so strong
while ones wish it
to be gone.
August dreams
lie wide awake
with ones sweating
no mistake.
The month shows
how many sweat
with the rains
that get you wet.
The humidity
comes in stride,
August dreams
that coincide.
Seasons journey
takes a step
that so many
won’t forget.
August dreams
soon find a while
within the end
a wondrous smile.
September comes
a cooler time
as August dreams
are still in mind.
All of those dreams
become a place
an August time
with smiling face.
For remembered
the beginning
with sun tanning
and ones swimming.
August dreams
of wondrous ways
then are as
the greater days.

©By Bill Pearce
Aug 29, 2015

for Aug 29, 2015

Decembers window
will become clearer to see
as minutes tick on.

Life is a journey
that many will mistaken
and head the wrong way.

The winds of August
blow in a few surprises
we’re not prepared for.

Turbines on hilltops
turn with incoming breezes
to generate life.

Found on a photo
might be a few memories
that you’ve forgotten.

Heaven awaits us
with friends that have gone before,
so have faith in God.

Looking for seconds
in an hour of minutes
might become endless.

Shadows of our lives
exist in the things we’ve done,
so watch where you step.

Hinging your thinking
on some thoughts that are rusted
might just make some noise.

Lasting impressions
come often from a moment
that did not go well.

A persons wardrobe
does not testify their thoughts,
because they’re not them.

Ones unresponsive
might just be ignoring you
as they do their thing.

The doorknobs on doors
make it able to enter,
only if not locked.

Lusting for someone
can become mere destruction
as it drains you heart.

Life in general
holds so many perceptions
that we stay confused.

In a field of dreams
you might find a mystery
that creates a smile.

True loving heartbeats
will grow much stronger in time
as God intended.

Deciphering thoughts
will often lead you astray
with the wrong answers.

Holding too tightly
to someone you’re in love with
could push them away.

Within a hard life
there are lessons to be learned,
so pay attention.

Perfection is God
and we’re perfect in His Eyes
with imperfections.

A heart keeps beating
even if you can’t hear it,
for Heaven is life.

Long and winding roads
often seem to go nowhere,
but it is somewhere.

©By Bill Pearce
Aug 29, 2015

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{Moonlight and Owls by Judy Pearce}
and her newest
{Hello My Name Is Benny}
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