Author: maiamom

Ordinary people doing

ordinary things….

ordinary busy-ness

is mostly what life brings.

Every morning when I get up,

I have a thankful heart.

Yesterday has passed away.

I can make a fresh new start.

In Myanmar they shot a child who

fled toward her father’s arm.

There’ s something sad about a world

that wants to bring children harm.

Your candle’s burning brightly,

sending  out its steady light–

sending out its steady message —

so you know the world’s all right.

Ev’ry day I Think about Things,

but, I don’t reach a Firm Conclusion.

I think, and I ponder, and I scratch my head,

but it ends in Mixed Confusion.

The candle is burning,

clear, and true.

It’s shining its golden

light for you.

(In Memory of Oliver)

A cat confines her int’rest

to the things she wants to do.

And the cat has not much int’rest

in the task of pleasing you.

A dog will show affection

quick as falling off a log.

To a cat you’re just the furniture.

A cat is not a dog.

Something’s eating my tulip leaves.

I DO NOT THINK IT’S FUNNY.

The damage is extensive and

I’m afraid it’s the Big Black Bunny.

He’s welcome to scamper thru my yard

and hop up the neighbor’s stair.

But if he eats my tulips that

Black Bunny had Best Beware!