Art
Birthdays
Celebration caring comfort companions content
By Mark Grahamabout a year ago in Critique
Computers?!
Complex Calculating Communicating Content Computer
By Mark Grahamabout a year ago in Critique
The Parents
Who and what are parents? Are parents teachers? Are they caregivers? Are they confidants? Are they friends? Could parents be all of these? I think parents are there to give instruction as teachers, but they are also there to listen to what we have to say as we should listen to what they have to say and hopefully learn from them. Parents are caregivers in a sense as well for they changed our diapers when we were babies and showed us right from wrong, and a whole lot more. They could be confidants for us when we wanted to share various kinds of information, but could they also be our friends too.
By Mark Grahamabout a year ago in Critique
The Baby
Once upon a time there was this cute, adorable baby all about one month old. We could tell that there was something special about this little one for just look at his face. He is sleeping so soundly but look closer he is also thinking. What is he thinking? Do we wake him? I say not. He could be thinking of ways to improve humans some way or maybe just when his mom will pick him up and cuddle. This little one has a lot of potential in his growing and to show us what is really important to us.
By Mark Grahamabout a year ago in Critique
Sunshine, too!
Solar shining silently skyward Simple
By Mark Grahamabout a year ago in Critique
Sunshine
Blinding Orb Light sight seen
By Mark Grahamabout a year ago in Critique
Library
Knowledge pursuits ideas writing Readers
By Mark Grahamabout a year ago in Critique
Fireworks
Loud Colorful Sparkling Ingenuity Boom!
By Mark Grahamabout a year ago in Critique
thunderstorm
Dark ominous mighty storm provocative
By Mark Grahamabout a year ago in Critique
Just look at me.
"Just look at me. I wish I remembered what happened to me." I was sitting on a blanket with my child and all of a sudden a big something came after me. "I kind of remember sharp teeth, but who did the teeth belong to I wondered. While looking around I saw my kid who seemed to have tears running down her face and all I could not help her. What was happening to me and the sharp teeth. They did hurt, but I knew that my kid well I hoped would start yelling just a little louder. Mommy help!
By Mark Grahamabout a year ago in Critique
