Recipe Sharing!/AMISH Breakfast Casserole

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World Game/ Poem by MwsR

 

 

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There are people out here in our world game

Some take the winning lot and others have the shame

It is not perfect by no means

But everyone is searching for something , it seems

Looking to find what it is to make them whole

Make them special and breathe life into their soul,

Almost as if no one expects to win at this game

They start their days anyway without added shame

They twist when needed and bend where they can

Not a fault, just the game that they have to plan.

Everyone is on the board of the game of the world

They move where they want and sometimes they move another.

Indirectly and directly each player affects the whole game.

Win or lose we are in it, unfair though it can seem.

This is the way of things and broken dreams.

If you are lucky you move gracefully ahead,

Seeing an ending without regret.

It definitely changes you, it can also greatly affect you.

So play to make the most moves you can

It really isn’t about winning, it is in how you plan.

MwsR ❤

 

 

I Write/Poem by MwsR

 

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I write so I can continue to grow

So my life has its ebb and flow

I write for the many tears I shed in private

For the many cries I had that were silent

My spirit soars when my fingers type

I do not have my inner self to fight.

I write for those who never had a voice

For the one that also had no choice,

I write to keep my troubles at bay

So I can function with purpose , yet another day.

I write because some things are better left unsaid

So I can get them out of my head.

I write to encourage others who can’t

So they can see that somehow our lives match.

I write because harboring feelings of hurt, doesn’t work

Because people are selfish and sometimes big jerks.

I write in a rhythm that only my heart knows

Each step when I write, my heart grows.

I write because sometimes you need to

Because sometimes I feel things that are too real, too true.

If you need to write to heal

Try it, and soon it will reveal

What it is you want to say

What you need to say to make it through yet another day!

MwsR ❤

 

Hey… Darling/Poem MwsR

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“When can we go out and spend some time together”, she said

It wasn’t like there wasn’t a good roof above her head.

She always tried to get my attention

What about me giving her that diamond last year, she must have forgot to mention.

It was always me doing my thing out in my shop

Her doing hers in the house, using the mop.

Equal we were, I don’t understand her problem with it all

I guess I should have put my shoes up that were down the hall.

A different food thing she placed at the table more often than not

I never said that I liked that if any, or a lot.

I thought having money to buy that food was good, but to her I guess not.

Why all the fuss about the clothes,

I put them near the hamper where she goes.

Why must she talk when my favorite show is playing

I would love to listen but not right now, you understand what I am saying?

Always my time is taken over with hers

Always her needs had to come first,

I can’t always do what she wants, listen to everything she says,

But…I am here, wouldn’t she want that instead?

 

She doesn’t ask me for a date anymore

There is no “Hello” when I come through the front door.

She used to ask me when I could do something

Now she is off doing her own things, anything

Wonder what changed?

Maybe somewhere the roles got re-arranged

No food on the table, just re-heatable stuff

Guess I didn’t pay attention to her enough.

She must have told me, I just did not listen

What has happened to change our situation?

Maybe one day she will once again,

Say “hey…darling”.

 

“DON”T take those you love for granted… One day they may not be there anymore.” MwsR<3

 

Lemon Pound Cake/Keto

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Bake at 375 degrees for 30-45 minutes or until the center is done.

Ingredients for Lemon Pound Cake:

6 large, Egg 2/3 cup,

Oil 2 cup,

Almond Flour 5 tsp,

Coconut Flour 1 tsp,

Baking Powder 1 tsp,

Baking Soda 1/4 tsp

Salt 2/3 cup,

Lemon juice, raw 1 tsp

Vanilla Essence 3/4 Cup

Erythritol 2 Droppers(12 drops)

Stevia Ingredients for the glaze:

1/3 Cup Cream Cheese 1/3 Cup Heavy Cream 6 drops Stevia

Macros: Serves 12 Each Serving Calories: 174 Fat: 17 Protien: 4 Net Carbs: 2

Too Much Sometimes/ Poem by MwsR

 

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Like a storm from out of nowhere

Drifting away like a dream or stare.

More scattered than the grains of sand

But finding common ground to stand.

Troubles thicker than molasses

Smears that collect upon the glasses.

Too much sometimes

Too little I find.

Promises that prick you like roses

People that will leave you in droves.

Lies without guilt

Steamy words from upon their lips.

I’m insignificant

Though I feel transparent.

Walking always, somewhere

But heading nowhere.

Jokes are about me

But I’m not laughing, you see.

Thoughts are for the things that matter

Not for hearts to shatter.

But can’t make it go

Can’t, you know?

Life and love intermingle

Circumstance and perhaps, all dangle.

Forward just one time

Backwards, when it tries to unwind.

Feelings…friends…words…and thoughts

MwsR ❤

Storm/Poem By MwsR

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Storm

 

There is often a storm before a peaceful sky.

Sometimes it takes a day, sometimes it takes nine.

Things that are simple enough

Can’t prepare you to be tough.

Things that are hard and challenge you

Will help you in all you do.

You should be grateful when they arrive

That is when you’ll feel the fire in your eyes.

Nothing worth having comes easy or fast.

Sometimes it takes ultimate strength to be the one who will last.

Be thankful for the storm that lies before

Following close behind will be so much more.

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