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at times you make me wanna barf
at times you make me giggle what time do I have to set the alarm stop asking me to wiggle I once thought the earth was round gerbils bite when you feed them water is deep barns are brown flowers grow when you seed them lasso the moon close the door kids are alseep mopped the floor call me sweet names like you did before honey pies and sweet hearts tickle my soul light my eyes and tickle all my other parts well I did say it was like poetry or a really bad greeting card no wonder Hallmark hasn't called yet |
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Ahh, who needs Hallmark? Start your own franchise, Lady. You're a natural.
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Edited by
TMommy
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Sat 04/18/15 02:21 PM
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All you see
When you look at me In your business suit Silken tie Blue tooth phone As you drive by Old , weathered, Shrunken, beaten Bent, broken Bowed head weeping All you see is surface crap You see the now not my past I am the car you drive no more No tires, no windows only one door You see the shell of what I used to be Yet judge me for eternity Fool yourself a while more That death will not knock on your door You hold words behind a prison gate past wrongs old mistakes Thinking someday you will mention A word or two of recognition Not this year maybe next Not today not just yet Bills must be paid, children fed Early to rise early to bed Too late I a��m dead. |
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Ahh, who needs Hallmark? Start your own franchise, Lady. You're a natural. the second one I wrote for a Children's Lit class the professor did not find it amusing |
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Edited by
TMommy
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Sat 04/18/15 02:32 PM
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note to God
I was wondering please. Will I fail housework 101 if I continue to lose baby socks every time I do a load of wash? I wouldn’t even mind doing the wash Lord, but you see this husband that you have given me for life has decided to keep our dog food next to the dryer. I now have to stand here with wet socks from dog drool puddles and I have to look down before stepping to avoid the trail of doggie kibble that is trailing out the door. Remind me please, how did I get to this point in my life? The baby had a much better night last night. He was only up at 10:00, 12:00, 2:00, 4:00 and 6:00 for the day. My sister in law assures me I will be able to catch up on sleep during the day while baby naps. Today he napped for twenty minutes. At this rate I’ll be dead before I catch up. My other sister in law told me I needed a day out to myself and why didn’t I make an appointment at the beauty salon? I did and she cut and curled and sprayed and dyed til I didn’t recognize myself and all for only $120.00. My husband was livid but I looked good until my hair started falling out. Apparently my gray hair is fussy and does not care to be disguised as the brown hair it used to be. |
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Bravo!
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when I was a stay at home mom I used to write for a parenting site
send in goofy stuff once in awhile but spend most of my time reading and writing papers and taking tests these days and cruising a dating site giving peops a hard time |
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some of it's like poetry and some of it's just writing
here is a note to myself there comes a time in your life when you must put your own needs first when you have to turn and walk away from some people in your life that you have tried to help so many times you have lost track people make their own choices and you must make yours also sometimes even though it is not your intention you enable others to continue with their behavior because you love them and cannot stand to see them hurting so you step in and help hoping this will be the last time and that they really mean the words coming out of their mouth but then it is you..always you that ends up disappointed, worn out..when the old behavior continues it is NOT your job to save someone who does not want to be saved sometimes when it is only after you walk away that they are forced by circumstance and their own bad choices to come face to face with some hard decisions and it is only then that change may actually occur ...or it may not but at least you are whole and intact :) this does not make you an evil person it just means that you have learned to put your own needs on front burner where they belong instead of always on the back |
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Little Gold Cross :
in my jewelry box rests a small and very plain little gold cross. This was the first cross my ex husband bought for me when I we were first married. Oh there were others that came in the course of twenty years some with rubies and some with diamonds and all with sparkly gold chains. Oh at one time my jewelry box was filled with enough crosses that I could wear a new one each day of the week but those are all gone now..hocked at pawn shop to pay the rent when I first separated from my husband..all of them except this one plain little gold cross that I could not part with..this one represents a time of hope when everything was still out there somewhere in front of me. I have not had it on my neck for over two years now...mad at God for my imperfect life, for losing my mom in my twenties,my dad in my thirties..my mother in law whom I loved..mad at God for my imperfect marriage and how much time I had to spend alone all these years..for how hard it was on my children..for all my lost dreams and the hope I once had that died along the way..Today I bought a little gold chain to go around my neck just the right size for this little gold cross..for it represents hope and love and someone who watches over me, who has always been watching over me and its time finally for me to wear it once again |
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I will play with this as I have time.
could be cathartic |
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at times you make me wanna barf at times you make me giggle what time do I have to set the alarm stop asking me to wiggle I once thought the earth was round gerbils bite when you feed them water is deep barns are brown flowers grow when you seed them lasso the moon close the door kids are alseep mopped the floor call me sweet names like you did before honey pies and sweet hearts tickle my soul light my eyes and tickle all my other parts well I did say it was like poetry or a really bad greeting card no wonder Hallmark hasn't called yet |
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I like them all;))))
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You are an awesome writer, TMommy. Amazing work!
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hahaha well let's not get silly now
but thanks |
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Edited by
TMommy
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Thu 04/23/15 12:59 PM
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insincerity
I can give you but a moment of my time to ask you questions but never listen for I must hurry on to find the next to give thirty seconds of my time insincerity a brief glimpse in your direction to notice perhaps the color of your hair just long enough to see you are a girl not long enough to wonder ..who you really are insincerity a one way conversation bred out of boredom for someone, anyone, the next one to listen I see you coming a mile away a two second conversation to nowhere |
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Edited by
JustScribbles
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Thu 04/23/15 01:54 PM
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Wow. Ms. T, that works. *ceremoniously passes the 'Magic Pencil' to its rightful owner.*
Way cool. |
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kewl.
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you guys are nice
thanks |
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when you spend all night on phone talking to me because you love the sound of my voice and my laughter and you just don't want to hang up
even if it means you go into work dead on your feet three months of calling back and forth when you call me on your lunch break when you have five minutes to yourself when you tell me to text you whenever I want to in between classes because it brings a smile to your face to read them when you stand out in the rain ranting and raving at me on phone when we are in an argument and I know you are as upset as I am when you hold my face in your hands and tell me over and over how much i mean to you.. when we scream at each other because both of us are so damn pig headed we will not give an inch on changing our own goals or our own plans.. me with my kids and my future here you with your kids and your mortgage and career there when we spend a glorious week together wrapped up in each other when we both bawl saying goodbye when I realize that was a year ago this month that you went back to her you are the measuring stick to which I hold all others up to and watch as they fail one by one |
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(((TMommy)))
Pretty good! |
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