Author: maiamom

Two black bunnies sit in the rain

and nibble at my grass.

Stone still.  Ears stiff.  A little twitch…

eyes watch me as I pass.

Our Book says I’m the hostess

for our next upcoming meeting.

So, I thought I’d plan to clean a bit,

and think on what we’re Eating.

But, Our Guv just put the Kibosh on

our luncheon in December.

This year of 2020

is a time we’ll all remember!

I send my love to each of you,

with wishes for Health and Fun.

I know we’ll get together again

in Twenty-Twenty-One.

She was a good woman.

She was a good wife.

She raised good children.

She led a good life.

The Election stopped me dead in my track.

I can’t go forward.  I can’t go back.

I watch the news like a person transfixed,

waiting to see who the nation’s picked.

Email from my daughter:  About Last Night 

Did you see the moon and Mars?

They were hanging out among the stars.

Email reply:

I saw the moon.

I didn’t see Mars.

I didn’t see any glittering stars.

I saw bright rays of shimmering light. 

I saw the beautiful, moon lit night. 

 Mom

In Spring:  Ahead.

In Fall:  Go Back.

It’s time for the

Seasonal Clock Attack!

OMG! It’s the Time Change Curse!

Things are going from Bad to Worse.

The time is changing throughout the land—

a change no one can understand.

About our time:  Can’t we agree

on just one time, then let it be?

This time change has no modern use.

Apathy is no excuse!

I take my quill and ink in hand

and BEG for One Time in this land.

I lay my head down on my pillow.

I close my sleepy eyes.

Soft, sweet dreams come in the night

with comfort ‘til I rise.

The Rubatino truck has come

and taken the pruning away.

But, I still have so much yard waste,

I could fill a Toter each day.