talk to the hand, poem

You can take your time telling talents and
soapbox speeches and tell it to the man on the moon.
Dont complain about eggs not done or unwashed socks
when your garden is overrun with weeds
And your barrel is full!
Dont come crying to me when your
head is ready to explode or your car has a flat.
You say your memory is infallible.  Guess what!
Its fallible and forgets
to buy flowers on my birthday sometimes or
take out the trash!!
You can throw stones only if
your slate is clean.

by Lucya Lebid
©2013, Lucya Lebid, all rights reserved

chervona Kalyna

"Do not let the hero in your soul perish in lonely frustration for the life you deserved and have never been able to reach. The world you desire can be won. It exists.. it is real.. it is possible.. it's yours.” ~AYN RAND, born on this day in 1905 (d.1982), a Russian-American novelist, philosopher, playwright, and screenwriter...

Romanov family

nastassia kinski and her father

byArabella