“Never be so busy as not to think of others.”
― Mother Teresa
(a bumble bee caught in mid flight at the blueberries / Julie Cook / 2015)
Places to go
And people to see
I’m just as busy as I can be
Time’s not my own
Is that Dad on the phone?
Closing my eyes I shutter and groan
Life’s always changing
It shifts and it moves
We pray for the best and hope it improves
With our ups and our downs
We all come and go
It’s the struggles we suffer which help us to grow
cookiecrumbstoliveby 
Great photo!
Thanks Yvonne– 🙂
My computer hasn’t sorted itself out yet, and your “like” button hasn’t come up. I like this though. Did you take the photo? I always wonder if it was luck or a really great camera. In my case it’s always pure luck. Love it. Hugs, A.
it’s a little of both Angie—I was watching the bees on the blueberry bushes, snapping shots. . . and finally got one in flight—I just wish it was a bit more clear —
Happy Weekend!
Hugs—Julie
Oh, I love your poem! You are just miss multitalented!!! Hugs, N 🙂 ❤
&hearts