Cookies and a Mothers Love In the kitchen, mom is baking awayWhile I am outside, happy at play. “Come in”, says she, a smile on her face“ Go to the table and take your place.” Warm from the oven appears a grand treatI rush to the table, quickly taking my seat. Here come the cookies, on a big plate.“Oh, please can I have one for I can not wait.” With love in my heart, and eyes all aglowA feeling so warm, from my head to my...
My kids touch my heart Each one has a spot The smiles The tears The screams And yells Some of them have went threw hell The wheelchairs The mental and physical restrains Each one has their own special way To learn the names and faces of the kids Is to learn they are full of love And ready to give
The starless Sky prepares for a celebration;Gathering the Clouds, her children - with boundless jubilation.She paints them all in black and grey;And lets them all, have fun and play.Of them, the 'Gentle'; they dance a Heavenly dance;But the 'Fierce'; they just wrestle with their mighty hands.That's when I crash the party, pure and blinding white;Turning the night into disco day, flashing and burning bright.I strike and si...
One barefoot unicorn His name is Pete He walks through the forestWith no shoes on his feet His daddy gave him his shoes To wear so Pete could run But see, they were too big So Pete could not have any fun There was a pretty Fairy She had fair hair and silk wings Her name was Fairy Starlight She had glitter and magic things She saw Pete in the forestHe was wondering what to do She conjured up a spell so PeteCould wish for...
At last dawn came, slowly transforming the darkness around me into the familiar landscape of my backyard. Soon, the sun was peeking over the eastern hills, glowing bright yellow through the morning fog hanging low in the valley. As the tin roofs of the nearby barns reflected brightly in the early light, I knew it was going to be a great day. “Come on, Shorty,” I said, as I punched the large lump lying beside me. “The sun’...
It’s 1955, on a farm in Round Butte, Montana. I am Eloise, and I’m four. This is what happened today: After chores, and breakfast, and after my older sisters went to school, I followed my mom around. She was cranky and angry and shook her fingers at me in a way that said “leave.” So I sat and looked at my new brother for a minute, but he’s too small to be interesting yet. I climbed upstairs backwards, and sat on my bed an...
Life, for what purpose? Together with others givingFor others we’re employingSlave for the money Conscience, blessing or curse?Over thinking instead of livingObserving instead of enjoyingSlave of societies attorney Offspring, we die to nurseLife to give meaning to livingHappiness to see them toyingSophia, my life’s honey
"Welcome to parents participation training.” The debonair young man holding the microphone had a big, toothy grin. "Many of you will be first-time parent participants in this area's various summer youth league competitions. Your appearance here demonstrates how, as concerned parents, you have realized the importance of displaying appropriate conduct while your child is participating as an athlete. "To start today's sessio...
Kick the Kantime away from schoollazy afternoon with your matesspot running barking at that foolcan on the ground spinning one two three can play coolkicking laughing pushing allshowing off for you the sweetdown the lane skipping to fallsummer time fun kicking the can
As little girls we are given pretty little dolls to play with in order to nurture our natural motherly instincts. Sometimes the dolls would cry, perhaps even wee their tiny plastic diapers. We would nurse them with bottles that magically refilled themselves, feed them with plastic food that never had to be prepared, and bathe them without fuss. Best of all, when we were tired of playing Mommy, we simply put baby down for...
My Dog Ate It The excuses they are so varied, Why one’s homework is never done. On Mondays it’s easy to say: “On the weekend - we took a vacation.” Teacher said you had enough time “But my puppy had run away. We looked for him into the night.My homework I had to delay.” “It’s not that I hate all the homework. There’s so much, I can’t get it all done. Just too much going on in my day.And homework’s never much fun.” "Now I...
I spread out my mother's dust-filled, leather-bound, two ton photo album on my lap. It was still a fading blue color even after all these years. The front cover had a gold engraved inscription; "Friends Forever." in cursive writing that shimmered and reflected the dim lighting in the attic. Mama used to tell me that the Queen of England wrote it on the book herself, with real gold and real jewels. That was years ago. All...
