Tag: dailyprompt

What do you complain about the most?

I complain how quickly we take for granted,
life and nature, quietly enchanted.
We hurry past wonders dressed as routine,
and miss the magic living in between.

What are your favorite sports to watch and play?

I play the sport called life each day,
where balance matters more than speed or sway.
I love to watch resolve turn into art,
as effort moves with rhythm, mind, and heart.

What books do you want to read?

I want books that whisper, not shout,
that leave soft pauses, inside and out.
Stories that linger, teach, and stay
the kind you finish, then live each day.

Write about a few of your favorite family traditions.

We gather without occasion, simply to be near,
meals linger, stories flow, laughter sincere.
We pray in quiet moments, grateful and strong,
soft traditions reminding us where we belong.

What do you enjoy doing most in your leisure time?

I enjoy slow moments that ask for nothing,
time to think, breathe, and simply be.
A few quiet words, a walk, some light,
leisure, to me, is unhurried clarity.

Name an attraction or town close to home that you still haven’t got around to visiting.

There’s a lake that winks as I rush on by,
all glitter and jokes under an open sky.
“Next time!” I laugh, and it seems to agree,
some fun likes waiting as much as me.

List five things you do for fun.

I chase words that dance across the page,
Walk, stretch, and let my spirit engage.
I wander where new streets and skies meet,
And capture life in flavors, light, and beat.

What’s your dream job?

My dream job changes shape each day,
to listen, create, and gently stay.
If life itself is work, and presence the pay,
I’m happily employed in every way.

What makes a good leader?

A good leader doesn’t rush ahead or pull strings unseen,
they walk beside you, steady and keen.
They lead by living the values they show,
allowing others the space to rise, trust, and grow.

If you could un-invent something, what would it be?

I’d un-invent the urge to compare,
to weigh my now against someone else’s there.
Joy grows freer, softer, true,
when I walk my road, and let yours be you.