Fear of coming out of my shell.

Fear of being exposed.

Fear of unknown.

But I like the unknown.

I'm curious about the world.

But there's so much. Its overwhelming.

Instead of breaking my shell, maybe I'll just make a little hole.

And when I'm feeling brave, I'll look through it.

I can always make it a little bigger tomorrow.

As I sat at the kitchen table,
I saw my daughter- in- law fry an egg,
She discarded the egg yolk,
She was about to put it in the bin,
I took it from her.
Next my son returned from the supermarket,
He had bought olive oil for his pretty wife,
She was a freak on olive oil,
I asked for two tablespoons,
"Mum, what are you up to."
I smiled sweetly.
I had the Vaseline,
I need to put it on my hands and soles,
Honey is in plenty at home.
I steamed the Vaseline till it melted,
Took it off the heat,
Added other ingredients,
Meshed the mixture to a smooth paste,
My face mask for removing wrinkles was ready,
It worked,
Thanks Pinterest.

Confidence is going out in short shorts
With legs a gradient of egg white to fried egg
Too bad this yolk will not break
Trapped in the shell eternally.

What did the ***** say to the egg.
I am Y,
I have travelled a long way,
Open up,
Let me meet your X,
They have been ordained a Boy,
So it shall be.