A Pie for Dad

My mother rediscovered a mini pie making set that we had bought quite awhile ago. So I decided I was going to make a pie this evening. Mom mentioned I should try making a Lemon Meringue Pie, so...I looked up a recipe. Now mind you, I have never made a lemon meringue pie before. My great grandma use to make them all the time and they were amazing pies. Of course, anything my great grandma made tasted amazing, she was a natural in the kitchen. So off I started making the lemon meringue pie, specifically for my dad, since he was the one that absolutely loved my grandma's lemon squares and lemon meringue. I learned some knew things that I had never done before while in the process. I came to find out, I had no idea how long it took to get a meringue perfect.

So here is the results, let me know what you think. ^_^ I pray they taste good.

The Inner Fight

Bound to silence with such.
Fighting all thats inside.
Struggling to find willpower.
To keep all well hidden.

If one should know.
Would surely be troublesome.
For not but one,
But many.

I lie in wait.
For what I do not know.
I laugh and cry.
For what they cannot show.

Trapped am I in this.
Drawn out in such state.
Fearing the possibility.
Of the coming of hate.

Surely the world will find.
A cure is sure to come.
To fight off this infection.
Rooted deep inside.

None can loose the deep.
The waters so encased.
Locked so deep inside.
I have never faced.

Found have they a cure.
For this rooted mess.
They tell me this.
There is but one test.

Struggling to the surface.
Fearing the sound of failure.
Fighting even stronger.
To win this cure.

Broken are these chains.
Freed from the coming hate.
Loosed from this inner bond.
Gaining what was ever so far.

I Fought for life.
I Fought for love.
I Fought to win.
I in turn found freedom.


Copyright 2012 Lauren Hall ©