it time for bed
yes just about bedtime
Dinner prayer
Bless the rice, bless the meat, thank god, let's eat:)
"Grand" Parents
I came from a broken home and was thrown from pillar to post. I would stay with an aunt and uncle for a time. Then with a lady-friend of my dad's. But the best time of my life growing up was when I got to stay with my grandparents. The part about the tomato is true. My grandpa would sometimes take a salt shaker with him in his shirt pocket when he went out to tend the garded. He'd pick a tomato, lick it and then sprinkle salt on it and eat it. Well, "monkey see, monkey do"! One day he went to the garden and I followed. I started eating cherry tomatoes. He noticed and said, "Hey! Stop eating the tomatoes". I replied "But, you eat them all the time!" And Grandpa said "You just wait for supper". So, I still had one cherry tomato left in my hand. And, he made me angry with his one-way business,so, I hauled off and threw that tomato at him whilst he was bent over. The tomato just missed hitting him in the head by an inch or so. I got so scared at the thought of what would have happened had I connected, that I almost peed my britches.
Time is moving ever so fast
Iam think how fast the days are going
My Scottish Gran’
I was so very fortunate growing up a young child to know a very sweet and loving grandmother, (Maggie), who taught me how to study nature and learn all the birds by their songs and all the flower names by the little rhymes she made up for them that grew along the roadside. She has been long gone now, but in my heart I will always cherish her.
South Carolina
South Carolina is where my heart is it's where I grew up it's where I raise my kids South Carolina Can't think of a place that I would rather be it's where I was born it's always been home to me South Carolina Sometimes I need a ch
Mama
I Wrote This Poem Way Back In 1992, Just For My Loving Mother Who Was Always Near When She Was Needed Most, And Even Now When I Need Her Most, And I Am Feeling Sad Or Blue I Just Need To Pick Up The Phone, And Give Her A Call She Always Knows Just The Right Thing To Say To Bring A Smile Back And Help The Sadness Go Away!
Living In Two Worlds
Exercising that balance between work and home is a daily ritual for most of us.....this poem relfects on that.
One Good Family
I feel life on this planet is all about different tests that are sent to test us from God and how we deal with them as to whether or not God takes us under his wing after we pass on and of the people around us as to the help and guidence they supply to see if they are a genuine member of Gods family by the assistance they give us. The human race can only enter Gods kingdom if we all pull together and treat one another as part of one family and so I believe that life here is just one big test for us all before we can enter the Kingdom Of God. Sounds like I am a bible basher but truth is I am not, but do believe in treating others in the same way as I would like to be treated and that we are all one family who must interact and do Gods work to help each other pass the tests that God has set us in order fo the ultimate reward...ever lasting life.
Handmade Love
Making special presents for Christmas this year. Making it with love to show you care. Giving you my feelings in each and every stitch. Letting you know you are on my mind now and all the time. Showing you the love in this special way. Hop
My Dear Sister
Not a nice poem really., just ranting.
growing with age
just moved house and remembering every were i have been and the different obstacles i have paced on life`s journey.
' Grandma Bertie"
this poem was wriiten by me when in grief over my Grandma Bertie
Lets Play Ball
son playing ball
I Forgot
elderly
Joy
children
capture
never give up - you may succeed
Teeniebopper Oh No!!!!!!!
teenage
The Chosen Ones
family
my sister the sea
MY SISTER THE SEA My sister is the sea. whose waves change times stance. My father is the sky. Whose light lets you see inside. My brother is the jaguar. who is one bold cat. My mother is the panda. Whose arms are warm and furry. My uncle
Dreaming Feeling
This is for my mother who's now wings are white On the 23rd of February, Tuesday night Peaceful in your sleep, so for now night night No more jumpy feet or waking up in the night I'll just think of laughter and try not to frown Abba was your ban
Daddy Said
Written on Father's Day for a friend and other women who were close to and lost their fathers.
no Title
kiss me by the stars and make me understand that the dreams called love are in everbodys hand
The child...........
The beauty of innocence.............
You
Reflecting on the reality of on going relationships with ex spouses.
Time
Just came to me :)
The sad life
It is about this weekend and the lives with her family and friends
DO NOT READ THIS!
Wow! This one is WAY DIFFERENT from any of my usual styles. It felt like I was on a high as I wrote it, or rather, it wrote itself. I just arranged the words on a piece of brown paper bag as I sat at a bus stop. I believe the first time a child catches a parent in a lie, or observes them doing something immoral or illegal, they are very confused and sadly may even, like the child in this poem, question that parents love for them. And now for something completely different...Is the crying this little girl heard coming from outside or inside the house? Is it her mother? Her sister? Does she believe it could be her daddy that's making it happen. And what could this child possibly feel when she looks at him? She asks him twice if he loves her.
For Jamie
When my second husband died, I think I may have relied too heavily on my daughter for strength, it was her step father, and she has always been the spiritual one.. still I wonder. what toll, this has taken on her.
THE WOMAN
How can you not write a tribute to the mum's of the world.
Where is Abby 1963?
No maiden shall be left behind. She can run but she cannot hide! It's castle law.. Article 15 Section 24 Cafe
Birth
To reproduce involves seduce Condom misuse And egg produce Nine months womb use Labour induce To introduce New life let loose
The HOUSE...
grief.....
There's love in all the mess.
Another chaotic morning Why am I so surprised It was also like this last night When I closed my eyes It was like this in the arvo When I told my kids "Put your shoes where you'll find them" Of course not one kid did Mum is j
THE FAMILY.
A family is to me a growing mixture of those who repeat the activities of their ancestors, whether good or bad....yet the bond woven by memories allows vision and hope to keep moving forward....growing in strength and numbers.
An ANZAC'S daughter..........
My Grandfather would be very proud of his daughters resilience to the Wars Of Life........unfortunately he left behind two beautiful girls under the age of twelve........He led tours in Egypt and PNG and died in hospital after contracting an infection from injury ........I visited his grave in a war cemetery just four hours north of here...... I wrote this for all the people that were affected by his passing........They too have passed.........Love and peace too all those suffering the atrocities of war around the world ........May it stop quickly so my sons and there sons can still appreciate the beauty of on ever diminishing world.....
For my daughter Camille, my Junior
There are so many things in life that we can truly feel blessed. My children are more than one o many reasons 9 II feel how great life is. This is a dedication to one of my daughters, my junior, my Camille. I have three wonderful daughters. The two older ones are married and settled in life. My junior opts to live a life alone and yet I feel she's so complete and happy. She's very strongand capable that she's more into helping so many people specially her beloved brother, my one and only son.
It's a Generation thing........
This pretty much speaks for itself..........
For my Karen
When my first daughter was born. . I simply felt my whole world and future changed. 42 years today and I still remember very vividly how I felt. Thank you Lord for all my children.
Happy Birthday
Happy Birthday Mum
why does this life ...
this poem is how I feel right now. a mess of emotions and questions.
Mama Quotes
I got lucky enough to see Vicki Lawrence in concert on November 5. She did half the show as herself and the other half as Mama Harper from the TV show Mama's Family. She said it was the first time she forgot to wear her glasses. I spent ten dollars the first time because the woman told me all the seat were sold out. Finding out later that she was confused and there were plenty of seats, I had to purchase two more tickets for 70 bucks and give the standing tickets to a friend of mine. At least I got three other people I knew to see her.