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Clutter

Any other parents out there struggle with the clutter that seems unending with children in the house?   Here’s a poem I wrote today as my own, personal clutter therapy…hope you like and if you like, Please share!

 

Clutter

Wrappers and packaging left there from snacks

Pieces from games, I see dice and some jacks

Crayons and markers and brushes with paint

I’d like to sit here, but I tell you I caint

Electrical gadgets and battery stuff

Animals losing a bit of their fluff

Papers and pencils and projects and chalk

Things you collected while taking a walk

Shoes in the corner, toys on the floor

Clothes in a pile, can’t take it no more

I ask you to clean it, but that does no good

I offer rewards and I tell you you should

I push things aside and wade through the piles

I grumble and fuss and we have less smiles

 

I know you’re a child and I was one too

I know there are things you would much rather do

And that is the same with you and with me

I’d much rather be sitting up high in a tree

Than cleaning the clutter and cleaning the mess

Or harping on you and causing us stress

 

Then I think of the days when I’ll have it my way

When you kids will be grown up and all moved away

My house will be clean and my house will be quiet

 

And I’ll want some mess

I’ll want noise

I’ll want you

 

So let’s get out the paint and let’s make a big mess

Let’s play and let’s dance in our prettiest dress

Let’s leave the games out and then let’s toss a ball

Let’s create and explore and go to the mall

Let’s go have some fun and forget all the clutter

The time’s just too short with kids and their mudder

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Mother’s Day is Fast approaching!

I never heard these words from my mother.  I bet most people haven’t, but I think it’s time.

I say them now!

I share them now.  I give everyone permission to copy, paste, and share these words, this poem, with anyone they love unconditionally (but please give me credit for the creation of the poem. Thanks!)  Share it with your mother, your children, your wife, girlfriend, boyfriend, significant other, co-worker, friend down the street, neighbor…I don’t care who, but feel free to share the unconditional love.  Read it to yourself 100 times!

Thanks so much for reading and sharing!  I love you too… unconditionally!

 

Unconditional Love

(by Vicki Neal ©2014)

 

I love you when you’re grumpy

I love you when you dance

I love you when you walk around

With dirt stains on your pants

 

I love you when you scream at me

And when you give me kisses

I love you when you trust in me

And tell me secret wishes

 

I love you when you break my things

And when you make a mess

And even with my feelings hurt

I’d never love you less.

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Whine Connoisseur

Anyone else have kids that have gone through the whine phase??? I’d love to hear your tricks for staying sane!

Whine Connoisseur   (© Vicki Neal 2014)

I’ve got:

A whine for staying up at night
A whine to get my way
A whine when others do not listen to what I have to say

A whine when brother’s mean to me
A whine when sister’s too
A whine when I can’t do the things the older people do

A whine for too much homework
A whine for too much noise
A whine when someone doesn’t ask when playing with my toys

A whine for when I want something
A whine for when I don’t
When mother tells me not to whine, I must respond, “I won’t”

I have a whine when hungry
And one when food tastes ick
I also have a mopey whine whenever I feel sick

I whine when I’m impatient
When I think things aren’t fair
I whine when mom is brushing all the tangles from my hair

I whine when ere’ I’m tired
When someone says I’m wrong
I also whine impatiently when in the car too long

I whine to beg for chocolate
I whine to beg for cheese
I whine and whine to get my way instead of saying please.

Yes, I’m a connoisseur
A master of the whine
And although my mom is going nuts, I know that I’m just fine.

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Just Dance

I was recently inspired when my son introduced me to ‘Kid President’. If you haven’t heard of him or seen him, I would suggest checking him out on you tube. (Kid President that is…my son is not on you tube yet.) Anyway, He suggests often that the world would be a better place if we all danced more. I agree Kid President…Let’s Dance.
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Just Dance (©Vicki Neal 2014)

Dancing in the shadows
Dancing in the rain
Dancing in the sunshine
Dancing through the pain
Dancing with your brother
Dancing with your sis
Dancing with the one you love
Dancing on with bliss
Dance to feel sexy
Dance to feel sweet
Dance to feel the movement
Through body, hands, & feet
Dancing out your anger
Dancing out your screams
Dancing out frustrations
Dancing out your dreams
Dancing when you’re naked
Dancing when you’re clad
Dancing when you’re happy
Dancing when you’re sad
Dancing on when things get tough
Dancing to the beat
Dancing in your bedroom, or
Dancing in the street
Dancing wild
Dancing slow
Dance with songs and shouts
It doesn’t matter how you dance
Just get the dancing out!

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The Goddess I Am

Here is a poem that I wrote. I would like to dedicate it to all of us women. We are Goddesses!!

The Goddess I Am

I am a Goddess Bright and Bold
I show the world my face
I walk with pride and speak my truth
Encompassing pure Grace

My body is a temple
I am sacred and divine
Deserving love and pleasure
And all that is sublime

Whether maiden, mother, crone
My Goddess love unfolds
Uniting, bringing ecstasy
Heating up the cold

My beauty unfolds as I play
Creating from my heart
Manifesting wondrous things
My dreams a form of art

I am a priceless precious gem
Many facets sparkling bright
The radiance shines all around
The more I show my light

I’m luscious and magnificent
I’m gloriously me
A Goddess ever powerful
Being all that I can be

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