by Neruda Love Song » Tue Feb 28, 2012 10:54 am
Genesis narrowed her eyes. "Just wait buddy." Turning back to Serena, she snapped her fingers to get her attention.
"Serena! Stop worrying over his collar. Where are we going?"
"Well, my daddy got land down far south. I thought us girls could have a little, siesta on a beach. Slaves must come."
"Me? Travel? With him?" She thrust her hand at Andrew.
"For three months."
"Three months!"
"On the beach! But, we have to have guards and servants at all time. It is still wild with criminals and weird beast."
Genesis put her head in her hands. "I'm not going."
"You have too! I asked your father and he said as long as you were safe you would! Plus," she said turning to Andrew batting her eyes, "what do you want cutie?"
"I think I'm going to be sick."
I have to leave chicken smoothie, but I may check up now and again. Sorry.
God is the greatest artist
To whom no one can compare,
Streaking sunsets very beautiful,
Painting rainbows in the air.
Brushing green the hillside scene,
Blotting blue the sky above,
Splashing flowers 'cross the ground beneath,
Shading white clouds with His glove.
Of the wonders God has made
There is none that is so fair
As the smile He paints upon your face
When you realize He's there.