Gillian Joseph
I am an Educator for over ten years. I love reading and writing. I hope to be published one day.
Gillian Joseph
I am an Educator for over ten years. I love reading and writing. I hope to be published one day.
I am an Educator for over ten years. I love reading and writing. I hope to be published one day.
I am an Educator for over ten years. I love reading and writing. I hope to be published one day.
I spent my life walking around,
I went through the motions,
Of work, sleep and chores.
I spent my life in the same routine,
I spent the weekends preparing for the same,
I felt like a hamster on a never ending wheel.
One day I changed one thing in my life,
I stepped out of my bubble,
Then Iooked up,
“In your arms, I found my home.’...
I can’t believe I bumped into my teacher and she told my grandmother all about my behavior. I can’t wait to get her tomorrow; I’m going to start throwing chairs. I’m going to be really loud but it really annoys me that she thinks the worst of me. I can’t stand her. I really can’t she’s truly annoying and she’s ugly. At least I can get David to go along with me. I was calling him to laugh wit...
It was a Saturday night. And I’m not kidding when I told you it was a full moon. We’re all playing Monopoly and for some reason my brother got upset because he got a thimble. We were having a grand old time and suddenly a fight broke out. Don’t look at me; I didn’t start it. I was simply trying to get my money for boardwalk. The game lasted for 12 hours. Can you believe it 12 hours! It’s not my fa...
‘I was never an early riser.’
I mean what’s the use,
My life is carefree,
So, what’s the point?
‘I was never an early riser.”
My bed is too enticing,
Where am I going anyway?
Really where?
‘I was never an early riser.’
I go and come as I please,
Don’t you wish you had the life,
Of a beautiful feline?...
I share and receive love,
From family to strangers,
A kind word, a blessing
Even for a moment.
I share and receive smiles,
From new borns to the world,
A wave of little tiny hands,
Brings a smile to my heart.
I share in the joys of my friends,
Who are always glad to see me,
They share my triumphs with such glee,
It makes me feel so loved.
When I wake up in the morning,
I feel such humble kinsh...
When will they see me?
Why should I care?
I change but they don’t notice!
Why does it make me sad?
When will they see me?
My fire and my passion,
My success and my glory,
Why should I care?
Maybe they will never see me,
I should gave up this battle,
It may cost some grief,
But I have to say goodbye!...