19 Friday Jun 2015
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Desperately tired – I can hardly move-
I’ve got to get going, get in the grove!
Meals to fix, errands to run-
None of that sounds like much fun!
My mate wakes me up – 2-3 times a night-
I can’t get back to sleep – try as I might.
I try to catch up during the day-
But he keeps asking me “are you OK?”
It’s not his fault he really can’t help it-
However one needs the sleep just to keep fit!
Please, Lord, let him sleep through this night-
I’m afraid I’ll get sick & that gives me a fright.
19 Friday Jun 2015
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Changing the sheets is a lot of work-
Sometimes they make me feel like a real jerk!
Tugging & pulling off all those covers-
Just like all of the other Mothers!
Gather them up & off they go-
Into the washer – what a show!
The dryer buzzes – I love that sound?
Into the laundry room I do bound!
Back on the bed with a lot of pull & tug-
Don’t want to find any a bed bug!
On with the top sheet, blanket & duvet-
Looks pretty good even if I do say!
Now those pillow cases they number 6-
Three for me & my mate, I fix!
Fluff them all up – now doesn’t that look nice-
I wonder if a love story they will entice?
Secrets under bed covers are always kep-
What happens in the bed stays undercover – that’s only hep!
01 Monday Jun 2015
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I miss the way things used to be-
The fun, the events, the people we would see.
Trips to visit our children & grandchildren I miss-
Just to be with them & give them a big kiss!
The dinner parties at our dining room table-
The conversations the laughter when we were able!
The boating with friends to Key West we did take-
Exploring on our own, yes, mistakes we did make!
The New Years parties we always looked forward to-
Dressing up in style, for both me and you!
The fund raising, the volunteering were all part of our day-
We were truly involved & we made time to play!
Projects galore always kept us busy, busy-
Sometimes too much to do would make us dizzy!
Years have passed & it’s time to find a new path-
I hardly recognize our lives with this new assignment we hath!
01 Monday Jun 2015
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It was a prescription & it kept his anger away-
But as time went on, his anger, stayed & stayed.
He complained & incessantly hounded all day-
Never happy at all – come what may.
He scratched his arms & made them bleed-
Like he was desperately trying to plant a seed!
He bit his fingers & all his nails too-
Fingers sometimes trimmed, but always in a stew!
He picked his teeth & rubbed his eyes-
He couldn’t sit still – no not very wise!
No longer prescribed & that’s just fine-
I’m not running to the drug store with scripts to sign!
He still has anger but smiles a bit-
I find him talking to the Lord while he sits.
Arms healing & fingers are not as much in his mouth-
But he still makes it known – he wants to go South!
Teeth now hold on to fillings- no they no longer come out–
Eyes not red & face in only sort of a pout.
Yes, it worked for a while, it accomplished it’s deed-
But I’m sure glad that he is no longer in its need!
