I roll over and I open my eyes.
Darkness is what I despise.
There is no light.
To see anything, I begin to fight.
I roll over in an attempt to see.
Where is everyone? How can this be?
Trapped in a cage?
At this young of an age?
I cry and cry.
This must all be a lie.
I'm all alone.
It's dark and the crib is like stone.
No one will come to the rescue.
Then the door opens. Mommy, it's you!
Bright light shines behind her.
A purring kitty sits licking its fur.
Monday, March 25, 2013
The Darkness
Tuesday, March 12, 2013
Guinea Pig's Wiggle
Nothing's sweeter than watching a baby giggle;
Observing that child giggle at a guinea pig's wiggle.
Not a care at all,
Other than eating mommy's food and dancing tall;
Playing xylophone and basketball;
Chasing kitties and trying not to fall.
Innocence fades.
Responsibility invades.
Who knows what is down future streams.
The zoo is a land of hope and dreams.
Thursday, March 7, 2013
Happy Monday
Success is failure at bay.
The sun will rise and stay.
Have a happy Monday!
Wednesday, February 27, 2013
It's three a.m.
It's three a.m.
And the baby won't sleep.
It's three a.m.
And I want to weep.
Oh why are we awake?
The baby wants to play.
My eyes are sleepy; they ache.
The baby has all to say.
Oh why are we awake?
Yes, why are we awake?
Monday, February 25, 2013
Paper Cut
Just my luck,
A paper cut.
"Ouch," I cluck.
A bandaid is shut.
The horrid pain
Of a paper scrape
What do you gain?
All for the flavor of grape.
Thursday, February 21, 2013
Sunday, February 3, 2013
Broken, but not forever
Life is full of people who will hurt you.
They will stomp on your feelings too.
They enjoy power
And making you go sour.
Daily, you are harmed.
Daily, you feel alarmed.
They will not care.
Life is not fair.
Don't let them win.
Protect yourself within.
Don't fade.
Get aid.
Show them that you survive.
You are well and alive.
Your instinct, you must trust.
Move on and leave behind the dust.
Sunday, January 27, 2013
Patience, My Dear
There is no need to fear.
The sun will rise.
Reading will make one wise.
The water will boil.
The hose will uncoil.
The chicken will cross.
Listen to the boss.
Work will be done.
Games will be won.
Time, one needs to find.
The rewards will be kind.
Wednesday, January 23, 2013
Smile
You feel warm and fuzzy inside.
The sun shines bright.
You stand to your full height.
Your eyes open up wide.
Perhaps this feeling will last awhile.
The birds sing a pretty song.
Kitties perform a little dance.
You eat your favorite lunch
And read or play games as you munch.
Stoplights turn green so you can advance.
Nothing can go wrong.
When you're happy, you smile.
It will be an easy and short mile.