Follow me to the ends of this earth
I guarantee you, things couldn't get worse
This whole world is filled with terror and pain
But my only thought is to see you again
Together we'll open people's eyes with mirth
We'll fill our home with love and birth
And as children and laughter spill down the lane
No longer will the world deign on our little reign
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Showing posts with label #children. Show all posts
Showing posts with label #children. Show all posts
Wednesday, February 21, 2018
No Baggage
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Saturday, June 20, 2015
To the Father of My future Children…
To the Father of My future Children…
Since I know you don’t exist
Can I compliment your hair?
Can I say your eyes are beautiful?
Or that they sparkle in the sun?
I feel I know your laughter
The way it touches my soul
When the wind blows a certain way
It feels like your breath on my neck
And since it doesn’t matter
I’ll say I love your lips
The way they touch mine gently
Then whisper I love you
Often
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Friday, February 6, 2015
The Revolution Will Be Live-Tweeted
The Revolution Will Be Live-Tweeted
While wiling
away the lonesome hours
The fire
dies away
The subtle
form and plays for power
It makes
you hang your head
And wonder
at this hate filled world
A golden
prince in a handsome tower
Keeping
girls at bay
What’s the
difference between defend and cower?
When words
can wound like weapons
Children
learn to wield them well
It’s
amazing that women haven’t soured
Of lives
lived certain ways
There must
be a collective willpower
The
revolution comes ahead of schedule
It has
waited long enough
The time
has come to overpower
The world
as now it lays
We must o’erturn
the bower
Precious things can be destroyed
Only time
should be that precious
Once the
world has been scoured
We will
have our say
No longer
will hate devour
And all
the world will be empowered
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Wednesday, November 19, 2014
Instructions
Instructions
While
patience sits in the kindest hearts
Deeper
feelings flower
If left
unaltered vengeances blooms
For time inevitably alters
So watch
your heart and gird your loins
For
children need strict raising
If needs
come first, then needs outweigh
And
children don’t need praising
Keep them
close, don’t spoil the flower
If time
has taught us naught,
‘Tis that
we must the rod employ
Or pain
will soon be wrought
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Thursday, August 7, 2014
A Long Hard Lonely Way
What have I
to offer?
I have no
skills to bring
Were I to
beg or borrow love,
I could
refuse it at no price!
My abilities
suffer compared to others
I’m not able
to sew or mend
My words are
that of a school child
I’m not glib
by any ken
My riding
skills are paltry
My cooking
skills are parse
I’m not good
with children
My etiquette
is farce
If my
diction here is faulty
Forgive me
if I stray
But my voice
is somewhat Country
To the City,
it will not stay
So when I
leave your side
It’s not for
lack of love
It’s simply
fear for embarrassment
I’m not the
best of company
Who would ever
want me
When half
the time I cannot speak
The rest
remember my own name
Or trip over
my own two feet
No one wants
the sick girl
The books
make it seem glamorous
But if it’s
boring everyday crap
It’s just a
lot of fuss
So every day
I take my medicine
And every
day is just the same
One day I’ll
finally wake up
And there
won’t be any more pain
So what is
there to offer?
But a long
hard lonely way
It’s mine
alone to travel
I think I’ve
surpassed my stay
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Monday, November 4, 2013
Go, Go VOTE FOR BUONO!!!
I know that there are a hundred million ads on tv right now. I want to borrow your ears for one minute. My father was a teacher(retired). My brother teaches college. My cousins teach. My niece intends to teach. I know a lot of teachers. I have listened to what Chris Christie has said about education. He sent $1 to certain school districts. Technically, that is sending money. I wouldn't brag about it though. He was very bad to teachers. Teachers help raise the next generation. If our teachers are not happy they will not do a good job. What is your child's future worth? I am a Democrat. Even if I wasn't, even if I was a Republican, I would vote for Buono because we can't let Chris Christie destroy our schools. If someone in the campaign had reached out to me, I would have suggested the slogan "Go, Go, Vote for Buono!" But no one asked, I'm not important. However, we can make a difference. Go out and vote, help shape the future by making sure your children's is bright.
Go, Go Vote for Buono!
Monday, August 26, 2013
Domino Effect
So I saw a box of dominoes the other day and it started me
thinking. When I was in fourth grade,
dominoes were THE thing. My whole class
was obsessed. We spent a long time
setting up a chain that went all the way around the classroom. Now, I am a bit older then I let on. At this time there was no YouTube, no iPhones,
heck there were barely cell phone and computers. We didn't built this domino domination for
any specific purpose.(Although, there was talk of Ripley’s) We did it for the sheer joy of building
something, of having fun. Do kids do
this anymore? Do they have fun? Everything is done with a purpose or an eye
towards getting ahead. If you do
something fabulous, you can get famous.
You can have a singing career, if someone notices you on YouTube. Heck, even I've fallen prey to it at
times. I’m writing this aren't I? We, as a society, have lost our joy. Then, we wonder why we haven’t figured out
solution to our problems. Joy leads to
creativity. Without joy we have no
imagination. We need to shut out the
constant pressure to achieve and simply build for the joy of building. Our houses look like cardboard cutouts of one
another, just like some of our pictures.
We take pictures for the purpose of sharing them but not for the purpose
of taking pictures. I believe we took
better pictures when we had to pay to get them developed. It all comes down to the same thing. Our technology is making an impact on our
society and I’m not sure that it is having the most desired effect. But like the dominoes, once started the
ripples can’t be stopped unless you try.
Sunday, October 21, 2012
Wishes
Wishes
When most girls are small they eventually sit around in a group and plan their weddings. It’s inevitable. Something in the female psyche craves this exercise. I’m not sure whether it is a case or one up-man-ship(I’ll have 2 more bridesmaids then you) or something more primal. We have an animal instinct to perpetuate the species. We are told to have children we must be married, therefore we have to get married. I remember sitting in a circle with other girls talking about dresses, bridesmaids, colors, but never really important was the guy you were marrying. Isn't that a bit backward? I must of had a tad more imagination then some of my friends I planned out my children, with names even. I could tell you what they looked like and some brief personality traits. Unfortunately, that ship has sailed. Maybe it would be entertaining to someone. So here is my wedding that will never be, partially because I don’t date and partially because it would be extremely hard for me to have children. (Nothing is impossible, But I’m not holding my breath!)
The Details
A church wedding of course…
The dress is handmaid to a drawing I've been working on for years updating each time my body shape changes
The bridesmaids enter in increasing height order in dresses that start in a darker colors then gradually lighten leading to the light pink of the flower girl, then the white of the wedding dress
Also the bridesmaids hair starts in a complicated braiding and up do, then the next is less complicated, etc, until the brides hair is down in simple curls with flowers pined into her hair
All the bouquets for the girls are simple gathers of a flowers matching the dress. The bride has a simple gather of white roses.
The ushers have ties and cummerbunds that match their bridesmaid, also paired according to height.
Songs:
“There is love”
“Hosea”
(And Amazing Grace, ‘cause this ain't happening)
A reception at a hotel with an open bar
The tables have linens to match the bridesmaids dresses. The place setting is simple. In stead of flower centerpieces, there are edible arrangements and there are disposable cameras at all the tables. The menu is a simple buffet with three meat options and two non meat options. The wedding cake would be traditional. There would be a grooms cake and cupcakes. There would be a DJ and two separate rooms for Karaoke and cards. And a Barrista. The Kids
First Born: Katherine Marie Dark Black hair short Very book smart Not a outdoors person or sports person
Second Born: Mitchell : Smart Brown hair Green Eye Very willing to please just about anyone sort of short semi okay at both sports and school but kind of an underachiever
Third born: Colleen Catherine Very red hair and bright green eyes. Very athletic Tallest of the lot likes to read
N.B. The thing about wishes , of course, is that you NEVER SPEAK THEM OUT LOUD. Or write them for that matter. So there go that. Not that I had any shot at all but maybe someone will get some use out of my color scheme or something.
N.B. The thing about wishes , of course, is that you NEVER SPEAK THEM OUT LOUD. Or write them for that matter. So there go that. Not that I had any shot at all but maybe someone will get some use out of my color scheme or something.
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