A Little Bit


Hello my friends

I’m sorry for about being late writing,
but the weekend was not good for me.
It snowed all day yesterday and stayed
rather cold.  There wasn’t much going
on last week.  Just sliding around being
the temperature rose to the 50’s and it
caused the snow to melt,  but of course
not all of it,  but when the temp dropped
again it made what had melted to turn
to ice and we had a driveway of ice that
was hard to walk on even with cleats on.
Every time we went outside for anything
we would toss out some ice melt so that
we could walk.  It snowed again Sunday
and it came down so hard that there was
a white out.  We had planned to drive to
town Sunday and go to Walmart,  but
the snow changed our mind LOL.  We
just needed a few things like Milk and
whatnot.  This journal might turn out
to be a shorty hehehe.  I may have to
go back to bed in a little bit,  being I
did not get any sleep last night due to
things I do not like to talk about LOL.
Anyways,  Judy went to game night
with her sisters Saturday eve and was
there till midnight.  Rocky was in a
mood that was not allowing me to do
my haiku without being pestered,  so
it took me a few hours to write them
that normally only takes me an hour
 or less.  Though I did finally manage
to get them all written.  Then Rocky
and I waited for Judy to come home
with him wanting to go outside every
two minutes.  I think he is looking for
his brother Benny.  He misses him 🙁
We miss little Benny too,  but we’re
sure that his spirit is with us as his
ashes are alongside of our old boy
Milo’s ashes in the living room and
we’re sure Milo is here with us. We
have noticed since Benny passed on
that Rocky likes to sit at the bottom
of the steps where Benny used to sit.
He’ll go out and we’ll holler Rocky
and no answer,  but yet step out of
the porch door to only see Rocky
sitting on the steps possibly with his
brother’s spirit.  I am sure that they
can see things that we cannot,  so he
might be sitting with Benny out there.
Benny was our first boy/dog.  If he
had of lived to March 9th,  he would
of lived with us for 10 years.  We got
him March 9 2012,  but we didn’t get
him home with us till the 10th.  Judy
and I still have a habit of calling for
Benny.  We got Milo October 21 of
2012 and he spent a couple of good
years with us before passing on with
Cancer July 7 2015 a week before
 Benny’s birthday July 16 and due
to Benny pining over him we made
a decision to get another boy and so
we got Rocky on Benny’s birthday.
He was sort of Benny’s birthday gift.
Of course Him and Benny were never
as close as Benny was to Milo,  but
they did look out for each other 🙂
Benny and Milo passed on at nearly
the same ages,  11 years old.  Benny
would of been 11 on his birthday this
coming July 16.  We’re thinking that
Rocky might be near the same age.
The shelter we got him from was not
sure of his age.  The vets guessed him
to be near the same age as Benny so
we gave him Benny’s birthday,  being
we did not know when it was.  Rocky
is right beside me now.  I just opened
the computer room door so that we
could see what Judy was doing.  She’s
doing laundry.  A little bit ago I went
and washed out the bathtub and used
a snake on the drain to unclog it being
we went to town today/Walmart,  but
before we could do that,  Rocky had
a poopy butt and I had to take him in
the house to the bathroom and wash
his little butt in the bathtub.  We then
went to Walmart and then stopped at
the Dunkin Donuts and got a dozen
donuts for breakfast.  So I cleaned the
tub up a few hours after we got home.
We’re living the life of luxury LOL.
So that’s about all I have for you this
week.  I might have a difficult time
finding something to talk about next
week being I have already told you all
about today LOL,  but I’ll give it a go.
God is still watching over us,  but we
might not feel it at times.  None the
less He has His mighty hands over us
protecting us.   Things will happen
in life that are what that are meant to
happen.  We might not see the reason
behind the actions,  but they are there.
Thank You God for always watching
over us and doing what You know is
best for us.  Thank You for sending
angels and kindly spirits to help us
when we cannot do it on our own.
Your love never wavers and we are
very grateful for that.  Please watch
over our family and friends and keep
them from harm that is not meant to
be.  We ask this in Your Name Lord.
AMEN  and AMEN.  Now I believe it
is time for me to be reading back over
all that I’ve written here to see if I can
find a good word or phrase that I can
use for today’s brand new poem.  So,
it’s away I go to that little place of my
recollection that I always like to call
RECOLLECT VILLE.  Well it seems
that just a little less than halfway back
in my rambling I found a fairly decent
title and now after checking I see that
I have not used it,  so used it shall be.
Here goes…

A Little Bit

Time can be great
or just a style
as minutes pass on
to a frown or smile.
Blessings of life
can often be seen
as just a little bit
or a timeless dream.
Sometimes sights
can look like gold
or like a fable
a story ones told.
God given passages
that open up wide
might be a journey
of a real bumpy ride.
There may even be
an age of a stage
standing out surely
as a turn of a page.
Leaving blessings
we cannot forget
no matter if they’re
just a little bit.

©By Bill Pearce
Feb 28,  2022

I hope you liked the poem and maybe
even a bit of my rambling.  I had not
a clue of what I was gonna talk about,
but it seems I found a few.  I hope I did
not bore you too badly.  So,  I should
be able to get this sent out,  uploaded
to my website and posted on Facebook
in the next few hours.  I guess it’s time
for me to tell you what I tell you nearly
every week and that is I wrote some
more poems and haiku.  Yeppers,  10
more poems and 22 more haiku for all
of the haiku lovers out there.  I hope
you can find 1 or 2 of either or both
that you like.   Now I do believe it is
time for me to begin searching for that
hardly elusive off switch,  but surely not
before a wish you a blessings filled week.
Please pray for all of those in Ukraine
and thereabouts.  Pray that Lord God
intervenes and does what He knows is
best to do.  Remember,  Jesus loves
you and we do too.  So now,  where is
that ornery off switch this time?  I bet
it doesn’t plan on me looking for it a
day late huh hehehe.  That seems to be
correct as I just looked over to my
other PC monitor where I have a little
ANIMAL figurine and there along side
of it is the off switch.  Hey,  wake up.
Gotcha,  see ya CLICK zzzzzzzzzzzzzz.

God bless from Bill,  Judy,  Rocky
and spirits of Benny and Milo Pearce.

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Now it’s on with the poems and haiku
10 and 22 hehehehehehehehehehehe 🙂

Crashing Views

Waters rushing
timeless through
become scenes
of thereunto.
Crashing waves
create a face
a view in time
a scenic place.
Changing views
passing phases
become sights
a moment gazes.
Scented waters
splashing sounds
become sights
a time abounds.
Just as thoughts
of now and then
crashing views
will come again.
Creating sights
that times infuse
within waves of
crashing views.

©By Bill Pearce
Feb 21,  2022

Rows of Snow

Nature often
will help us see
now and then
within history
Life formatted
as our dreams
rows of snow
certain scenes.
Fields awaiting
time to come
planting crops
a season’s sun.
Time is patient
snow will end
rows of snow
will expend.
Melting surely
to give a way
to be as fuel
another day.
Providing life
a scenic flow
found within
rows of snow.

©By Bill Pearce
Feb 21,  2022

Floating Memories

Aboard a boat
a time is seen
life’s emotions
found to gleam.
Memories mind
starts to show
time and place
of ebb and flow.
Within ripples
our memories
create memoirs
of written seas.
Maybe not in
grand detail
floating boating
times set sail.
Yet the minutes
passing by
might become
a bird to fly.
We might find
a certain breeze
now as floating

©By Bill Pearce
Feb 21,  2022

The Smallest Fry

We might often
see ones so small
within their life
not standing tall.
Yet many people
are larger within
even the smallest
can surely win.
Size is perception
and how we view
people among us
all that they do.
The smallest fry
might be the best
time and again
from east to west.
So look deeper
and find the size
within ones heart
within their eyes.
We’re all smaller
than many we see
yet maybe better
than a taller tree.
We might always
just wonder why
we are perceived
as the smallest fry.

©By Bill Pearce
Feb 21,  2022

Leaves of Mind

So many changes
are often foreseen
found as a turnstile
colors supreme.
Days and weeks
become displayed
as leaves of mind
like lemonade.
Some might seem
to be so poor,
while some become
as seasons allure.
Colorful moments
as formatted stages
become the leaves
of timeless ages.
Moments in time
that we recognize
might only be
a life full of lies.
True friends of life
will survive time
and live on and on
as leaves of mind.

©By Bill Pearce
Feb 22,  2022

Evening’s Romance

Living as a second
minutes will come
to find the ending
of the evening’s sun.
Seeming reflections
the moments expose
is a times beginning
to rise like a rose.
Nighttime blooming
as a dreamer’s view
as evening’s romance
says how do you do.
Speaking as colors
yellow to orange
seeming so timeless
as moments adorn.
Changing as rhythm
that minutes procure
a romantic theme
as a seasons amour.
It may seem painted
this song and dance
that of days ending
evening’s romance.

©By Bill Pearce
Feb 22,  2022

Air of Prayer

So many photos
are only a gaze
times remembered
prayerful arrays.
Scenes come alive
as hearts of time
beating an essence
moments remind.
An air of prayer
enlightens a breath
giving us blessings
a moment of rest.
Angels of mercy
come with a smile
to help us along
mile after mile.
Yet it’s with prayer
that we can grow
withstanding life
each high and low.
Lord God is giving
lifetimes to share
found in hopeful
an air of prayer.

©By Bill Pearce
Feb 23,  2022

Heaven’s Door

Within the clouds
the sky might seem
as that of Heaven
found in a dream.
It might display
the essence of blue
as Heaven’s door
a glorious view.
God is watching
from the sky above
and with His spirit
that’s purest love.
Angels are also
guarding our souls
as they guide us
to our daily goals.
We may get a look
as clouds part ways
of Heaven’s door
so full of praise.
Open your eyes up
to life evermore
and search the skies
for Heaven’s door.

©By Bill Pearce
Feb 23,  2022

Twigs and Sticks

Living pictures
times become
live and breathe
new days begun.
Many branches
our times behold
might seem like
the price of gold.
Twigs and sticks
gathered true
might display a
wonderful view.
As a heartbeat
found displayed
twigs and sticks
our waters wade.
Shown as ripples
timeless paths
twigs and leaves
as shadows cast.
Many blessings
will intermix
Godly blessings
twigs and sticks.

©By Bill Pearce
Feb 24,  2022

Eye of God

Held in the clouds
might be a sight
a scene up above
so fluffy and white.
There might seem
to be an eye of God
peeking on through
and looking abroad.
Seeing the stature
of all we’ve become
as the eye of God
seeming as the sun.
God can see us
no matter how far
and knows our truth
who we really are.
So don’t try to hide
what all you mean,
for the eye of God
can see every scene.
He knows the past
and of the present
when we are happy
or in discontent.
He truly loves you
no matter how odd,
and sends blessings
as the eye of God.

©By Bill Pearce
Feb 25,  2022

for Feb 26,  2022

Now is an echo
of the yesterdays of time
that lifetimes unfold.

So many viewpoints
may be seen differently
and that’s humanity.

Time is imagined
as minutes become shadows
of all that we thought.

Thriving as a breath
breathing gives a few chances
to change how we live.

Leaving yesterday
without learning the lessons
it might come again..

Storybooks of life
will surely have some sadness,
but good can prevail.

Illusions echoes
can look just like the real thing
if we do not know.

Efforts of liars
can become circles of doom
if the truth’s not told.

Seeking for a dream
amidst a sea of wishful
emptiness might thrive.

Beyond our todays
lives tomorrows yet to be
waiting to begin.

Living in the past
you might find many regrets
for things you can’t change.

Walking with a smile
you might pass by a person
that needed that smile.

Wintery moments
are so often as snowfall
creating pictures.

Clambering footsteps
can slowly moves us forward
if we don’t give up.

Patience is needed
when you have little control
over the present.

We all have problems,
but many are clearly seen
while others are not.

History repeats
if we do not learn from it
and we do not change.

A book of dog ears
has things wished to remember
within the creases.

Thinking you know
can create a hurricane
within ignorance.

Seasons of heartache
might create some reflections
that are a bit smeared.

Emotions we show
are often misunderstood
by ones passing by.

Life of a painting
finds a breath in the artist
with a brush and paint.

©By Bill Pearce
Feb 26,  2022

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