Towards life

The tracks
Leading to something
To another track?
I will find out
I am walking tracks
Leading to something.
My Destiny?
I keep walking the tracks.
I think I am near the end.
Will it be the end of me?
Or the beginning of the end. 
I will follow the tracks.
Leading to something.
But what?
As I walk the tracks 
I think of the end
Finally I am at the end of the tracks
And all I see is a family 
A sad sad family
Then finally I understand
The tracks head towards my life. 

Sister Syd

I wait all day and night.
For their letters.
Its so much work I cant do this.
No, I can and I will
For them
Family
Friends
The little things in life.
Moms Garden 
My little brothers fear
The littlest brother his fear of fear.

Later

Later they say

Not now later they say

Later you will see

Later when you understand

Later you will know

But when later comes

It is already gone.

Book

 

A book teaches you things

Takes you into a different world
A world of how the author describes it.
A world of how you make of it.
A world of where there are no worries your own dimension.

This is my world

But not the one I live in

The world I live in is the struggle of life

 

Beauty within

I see the light surrounded with spikes of mistakes, and guilt.
But I also see the light of hope and good.
I think it means something.
But the only person that knows is yourself.
I wonder if someone will see the Beauty in you.
For I see it
Do you see it?
I wonder and I wonder 
All day and night
Your thorns are Beautiful. 
But your light is even more Beautiful.

it was a photo inspired by a photo by Roe Ethridge

My Amazing Horseback Riding trip

The car screeches to stop my head jerks and I think in my head ‘’probably a jerk who doesn’t know how to drive.’’Mr.C says “Ronaldo you okay?” It’s not it’s a squirrel crossing the road he crawls past the car in a strut. We look at the squirrel wondering when it is going to move and sprints away. My brother and I start laughing. We keep going, sing songs and tell stories about our past memories and funny moments. We reach a part of the road that has hills. We start going fast and my stomach starts hurting from the hills but I don’t care its fun, so we just stick our head out the window and act like dogs. The hills end and we see horses in the distance we look in awe at them and ask if that’s it but Mr.C (The person who is driving and my friends dad) and he says ‘’no just a couple of minutes left.’’And we see another group of horses and we ask again and Mr.C says ‘’yes.’’. And we are jumping in our seats pushing to see. When I get to see I look in astonishment at the horses who roam around the field. I only get a few seconds to look before my brother (Larry) pushes me out of the way and I somehow find myself sitting in the car floor Bob, Jack, and Larry start laughing and help me back up. We stop and ask where is our campsite they say campsite B in a happy way we drive up a hill and then I notice the ground is too muddy and slippery to get up we start sliding down the  Mobile couldn’t go up so we back up all the way and we start  going about 60mph and we reach the top. And get our tents out and start setting them up.

      We set our tents up. My brother and I were going to share a tent so we put our stuff in the tent set up our sleeping bag and go outside to eat lunch.  I have a lunchables uploaded sandwich with creamy Oreos and a strawberry and banana smoothie.  I pick up the sandwich and take a huge bite out of it ,it tastes good not the best but it’s good. I finish it and start on my smoothie it is nice and creamy. And it includes Oreos my favorite. And finish eating.

      Mr.C walks out and said ‘’Want to go fishing? ’We all say yes in an exciting tone. We all grab fishing poles and sprint to the nearby lake. We have trouble putting on the hooks so we just let Mr.C do it, once we all have hooks on we have a decision live worms or shrimp I’m the only one who picks shrimp but they have trouble because they keep squirming and they feel bad to stick a hook in them but they end up doing it. We all bring our chairs to sit on so we won’t have to stand. Its slow at first but then Jack feels a tug and yells ‘’I GOT ONE’’ he starts reeling in and out pops out a nice orange and yellow fish I recall it being called a sunfish fish. It’s a decent size. Its catch and release so we let it go after taking a pose. He decides to put in the water and let it swim away. As soon as it touches the water it darts away we continue fishing. About 5 minutes later my brother yells ‘’I GOT ONE’’ he reals it in I can its big by the struggle he’s putting in. He finally gets it to shore it’s a huge on about 15 inches. I think it was a bass he takes a picture of it (all the pictures to show our mom) and apparently he wants to prove he can throw far and he gets a running start and just chucks it out in the pond he starts to laugh but inside I  feel bad for it ,but I keep on going. After about 5 minutes I feel a tug I think probably some seaweed but it tugs again it’s a fish! I yell out’ ’GOT ONE!’’ everyone comes to see I reel and reel bang its out. It’s an enormous fish. I think in my head probably it’s big enough to feed a family of 6 and in the end stuffed like a turkey on Thanksgiving. It’s half the size of me we take a picture of it and release it back into the water and that is it for the day. We put our fishing poles away and just sit till Mr.C ‘’Come on guys pack your things we are going horseback riding’’

         As we walk down the gooey and slimy road the dirt gets us all dirty. So we are hopping all over the place finding a patch that isn’t so muddy. In my head I’m thinking don’t get so dirty don’t get so dirty. And as soon as imp done with that. SPLAT! I look back and Jack is on the floor  on he isn’t that dirty I think in my mind then he stands up and his pants are covered in mud. He says ‘’Yay I get new pants’’ we all start laughing and walk back to the camp and wait till he is changed. As we walk back down we are even more caution about where we step so we take a stick and poke everywhere we are about to step on. Finally we reach the bottom. We knock on the front door to the lodge and ask if we are on time the lady says ‘’Are you guys the 1:30 group?’’ Mr.C says yes then she says ‘’Have you guys already gone horseback riding we all say yes then she says ‘’Do you want another lesson on how to?’’ we decided no. Then she says come, and get your helmets.  I think where is the smallest  one then  see a ‘’S’’ for small then realize that it is out of my range so im jumping trying to get a finger on it ,then Mr.C walks over grabs it and says “here little guy” I say thanks strap it on and walk outside where everyone is waiting for me.

 As we walk into where the horses are kept I see a couple of people riding out.  As we are walking I see a little ginger cat prowling at his prey. He bounces at his prey and stands up with a little toy mouse.  I ask what’s its name ,and is it a boy or girl. She says “that’s Buns, and it’s a boy “I look for it but it has disappeared. As we get to the barn I see about nine or ten horses tall and short. I see all the way in the back a small little horse the smallest one they have. They say pick anyone you want, and of course I dash all the way to the back.

 

   And right there a dark brown horse stands. A man walks over and says “So Ronaldo pick good ol Cricket fine little horse” I say thanks and he walks away. We all walk out and get on our horses then Erick walks out with a nice black horse its cool but I wouldn’t trade it for Cricket. As we are walking we just start talking until we reach this big hill. We climb up it with our horses  we keep on walking then we reach a small little stream. Its muddy so we go one by one we all get pass but our legs were sprayed with water. And I realize Cricket seems to be very hungry because he keeps trying to eat the leaves I don’t let him because its bad for him so I tug him away from it. I spot in the distant a red bird flying and just point at it and say a Robin everyone looks and says cool. Erick says “There is a feather of a Blue Jay we look down and right there is a nice blue feather we keep walking till we go down hill we all go “YAHOO” and trot down the hill waving our arms around like a windmill acting like a we are cowboys. But for some reason Cricket keeps on trying to eat the leaves I keep tugging trying not to let him eat it. It seems like a short ride then we all come to a flat plain of grass he tells us to stop. We all do and he says who wants to race the all time winner we all take up the challenge except Mr.C who wants to video tape it. He starts counting out loud, but I count in my head On Your Marks Get Set… GOOOO.