I’m replicating my post from last year…It’s limerick time, and this collection was fun to work on, although a couple are more factual and not so delightful. Nonetheless, I hope you enjoy!
Unselfish
She is a classy, lovely mother Who puts herself last behind others Their care comes first Health, hunger, or thirst They love her โ daughter and brother.
Summer
How special to become a mother Devoted but not to smother To love and raise Till the end of her days Mothers are the essence of summer!
Special Day
The special day comes every year But not all hold their mothers dear Words criticize Make tears leak from eyes Sad those hearts didnโt hold their babes near
Smiles and Giggles
What a miracle to be a mom Caring for babes with a heart of calm Relish in their smiles Giggles heard for miles Music to a motherโs ear, a balm.
Not Fragile
Mothers are an exceptional class Their work ethic no one can surpass Cooking and cleaning Diapering and weaning They’re strong, not fragile like glass!
Warrior Soul
Caring for her children is her role Keeping them safe and happy is her goal A multitasker Sought after Her skills are plenty, a warrior soul!
DNA
DNA does not a mother make DNA may produce a mother fake Who only thinks of herself Babyโs needs on the shelf Babyโs life unimportant and at stake.
Flair
A motherโs talents are exhaustible But clearly, they’re not implausible Many balls in the air She juggles with flair Her demeanor is surely laudable!
Golden Worth
A motherโs love comes from her heart That blooms and glows from the start Cradling at birth A golden worth Sheโll give her All to do her part!
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Do you have a favorite or two?ย Let me know if you do! ๐ Happy Motherโs Day Weekend to all the loving and unselfish moms who have hearts of gold, and to the moms who have left our world, but who live in our hearts. Iโm thinking of Doris and Diane, my mom and mother-in-law.
Our son has been visiting from CO. so I haven’t been online as much. It was nice to celebrate his birthday with him, and it will be special to celebrate Mother’s Day with him tomorrow. Our daughter will celebrate with us from TN. I appreciate your presence here and wish you all a fabulous weekend!!! ๐๐บ
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Well, the time has come to wrap this series up! I think I’ve milked it, but I hope you’ve enjoyed the journey. It’s quite obvious the delight and reverence we feel while hanging out with nature in all her glory. And I’m surprised with how much writing inspiration came my way. Several poems are waiting in the wings to be polished. But they’ll have their time in the spotlight down the road. Thanks again for following the series. I truly hope you’ve left with meaningful takeaways. If you’ve missed any parts, you can click on each one below: Part 1, Part 2, Part 3, Part 4. And now for the conclusion…
A Fun Mix of Limericks!
Packing at home
There once was a van named Clay That delightfully came our way Time for outdoors Adventuring in store Exploring, relaxing, and water play!
Leisure comes first on vacation Unplug without hesitation Get inspired to write If inclined, recite Embrace the vital sensation!
From web, Silt Management Supplies LLC
Straw wattles lay around the curve An interesting sight to observe No silt in streams A brilliant means Macro invertebrates preserved!
What a view to embrace upon waking New memories in the making First sip of coffee Not fancy or frothy A moment beyond breathtaking!
A family of feathered friends Swims in sync around the bend Paddling in sunshine An imperfect line Our best wishes to them we send!
We hopped from stone to stone Smooth granite to call our own Gray landscape for rest No thoughts to protest Ready for a reflective zone.
Lake reveals rough waters today No kayaks or paddle boards at play Wind changes plan Grateful for van Inside our shelter we will stay!
A lovely day whispers its farewell Casting over us a wondrous spell A sunset sighs Splendor for the eyes Bringing to a close my show and tell!
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โI could not be a poet without the natural world. Someone else could. But not me. For me the door to the woods is the door to the temple.โ ~ Mary Oliver
It’s that ‘limerick’ time again, and I had fun writing this collection for the day created especially for moms! I hope you find them delightful, but a couple are less delightful and more factual. Enjoy!
Unselfish
She is a classy, lovely mother Who puts herself last behind others Their care comes first Health, hunger, or thirst They love her – daughter and brother.
Summer
How special to become a mother Devoted but not to smother To love and raise Till the end of her days Mothers are the essence of summer!
Special Day
The special day comes every year But not all hold their mothers dear Words that criticize Make tears leak from eyes Sad those hearts didnโt hold their babes near
Smiles and Giggles
What a miracle to be a mom Caring for babes with a heart of calm Relish in their smiles And giggles heard for miles Music to a motherโs ear, a balm.
Not Fragile
Mothers are an exceptional class Their work ethic no one can surpass Cooking and cleaning Diapering and weaning They are strong, not fragile like glass!
Warrior Soul
Caring for her children is her role Keeping them safe and happy is her goal A multitasker Sought after Her skills are plenty, a warrior soul!
DNA
DNA does not a mother make DNA may produce a mother fake Who only thinks of herself Babyโs needs on the shelf Babyโs life unimportant and at stake.
Flair
A motherโs talents are exhaustible But clearly, they are not implausible Many balls in the air She juggles with flair Her demeanor is surely laudable!
Golden Worth
A motherโs love comes from her heart That blooms and glows right from the start Cradling at birth A golden worth Sheโll give her All to do her part!
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Do you have a favorite or two? ๐ Happy Mother’s Day Weekend to all the loving and unselfish moms who have hearts of gold, and to the moms who have left our world, but who live in our hearts. I’m thinking of my mom and mother-in-law, Doris and Diane. ๐ฉท๐ท
Thank you for visiting, and I wish you a sunshiny weekend!โค๏ธ
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Recently, I listened to the new album by Kacey Musgraves. For those of you who arenโt familiar with her, sheโs a country singer with a clear voice that soothes as smooth as honey. Her voice has been described by loyal fans as a mother singing sweetly to her baby. I liked the album, but a few songs stood out and one is โDeeper Well.โ It touches on letting go of people and habits that hinder us from becoming the best versions of ourselves. I hope you enjoy the song.
Deeper Well by Kacey Musgraves
My Saturn has returned When I turned twenty-seven Everything started to change
Took a long time, but I learned There’s two kinds of people, one is a giver And one’s always tryin’ to take All they can take
So I’m sayin’ goodbye to the people That I feel are real good at wastin’ my time No regrets, baby, I just think that maybe You go your way and I’ll go mine It’s been a real good time But you got dark energy, somethin’ I can’t unsee And I’ve got to take care of myself I found a deeper well
I used to wake and bake Roll out of bed, hit the gravity bong that I made And start the day For a while, it got me by Everything I did seemed better when I was high I don’t know why
So I’m gettin’ rid of the habits that I feel Are real good at wastin’ my time No regrets, baby, I just think that maybe It’s natural when things lose their shine So other things can glow I’ve gotten older now, I know How to take care of myself I found a deeper well
When I was growing up We had what we needed, shoes on our feet But the world was as flat as a plate And that’s okay
The things I was taught only took me so far Had to figure the rest out myself And then I found I found a deeper well
After listening to the lyrics, I was reminded of my father-in-law who saw the good in everyone. I try to do the same, but some people make it more challenging. And age is irrelevant because people who dim the lights in our worlds cross our paths in different phases of our lives. Discerning the truth may happen sooner, or it might take a little longer. But itโs a healthy realization because life is too short. We never know what tomorrow will bring. So, why waste it dealing with people who push us down?
So I’m sayin’ goodbye to the people that I feel are real good at wastin’ my time.
The same thing applies to habits, but breaking habits is easier said than done. And yet, why waste the days doing things that arenโt beneficial to our well-being?
So I’m gettin’ rid of the habits that I feel are real good at wastin’ my time.
I don’t pay close attention to celebrities personal lives, but I heard through the grapevine that Kacey has lived through some emotionally tough times. So, the lyrics are about starting new, starting fresh, and shedding anyone who doesn’t help move her forward in a positive manner. They’re about shedding habits that prevent her from living a healthy life so she can stay focused. The notion of self-care is nothing new, but it’s certainly ongoing. Itโs infinite as the years fly by, whether weโre single, married, in a relationship, young, middle-aged, or older. Confidence should be worn on our sleeves instead of erratic emotions to keep our personal spaces sacred and to live each day in ways that will initiate a ‘Thank you’ from our minds and bodies. I couldn’t help but write more limericks…
To Better Our Lives
Some people appear to be the very best But with each day, we are put to the test Words become nothing Actions become something Triggering our minds and hearts to stress.
Decisions are reached to better our lives Time to exterminate negative vibes Personas fake as fur Relations to deter Circumstances guiding towards kinder tribes.
Living under a Clear Sky
Habits entice to some like bourbon on ice They have one goal in mind and it isnโt nice constant brain fog living in smog Are you willing to pay the steep price?
Break the stubborn habit and break it good So you can make the most of your adulthood Stay focused with verve To you, you will serve Deep down inside, you knew you could!
Do you remember the coloring that I attempted month’s ago? It’s from a book titled, “Let that Sh*t Go!” which ties into this post. This fun little book by Monica Sweeney packs in an abundance of wisdom (some four-letter words included), along with adult coloring, as you can see. Well, I finally finished and here is the result:
It’s not a work of perfection, but it’s definitely cheerful, and the process was fun!
What did you think about the song? Did this post resonate? Did a limerick stand out for you? Cheers to Letting Go, Self-Care, and Creativity, andmore awareness to people who try to steal the light from our worlds. Thanks for popping in!I appreciate you! โค๏ธ๐ฉท๐งก๐๐
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Can you believe that I’ve never written a limerick? Well, I felt inspired and had fun with these attempts. Some are witty, but a few are more serious. So, I hope you enjoy, and if I made you laugh or others resonated, let me know in the comments below. And remember, these are attempts, so go easy on me! ๐โค๏ธ
A teen Copper. He’s now a senior.
Copper
There once was a dog named Copper Who sported a nice set of choppers. Heโd wiggle for treats. His favorite were meats. Heโd be the best eager shopper!
Clouds
The clouds hang gloomy and gray Not making for a very fine day. But joy lives in hearts. Takes one thought to start invoking a warm, glowing ray!
Doe
There once was a beautiful doe. She didnโt know which way to go. Her hills were so dry, She wanted to cry, Still, some say change isnโt so!
Mallards
Mallards relax on the water Unaware of the human spotter. They find their mate, A temporary date, Then succumb to the steadfast stalker!
African Gray
The African Gray talks up a storm. His conversing is part of his norm. Heโll say โGood morning!” Flap his wings for soaring. He mimics and loves to perform!
Sam and Pam
She lives in a web and her name is Sam. She loves her twin sister whose name is Pam. Their conduct is friendly. They spin their silk gently. But they keep to their own, so scram!
She’s Smart
Sheโs smart but lacks self-confidence. She builds many walls and a fence. Prefers to stay home, Would rather not roam, Her way of thinking doesn’t make sense.
Women
Womenโs bodies are a topic. Some thoughts are myopic. It is their choice. They have a voice. Their value is not microscopic!
Diagnosis
The diagnosis came September. Sad news I will remember. I had to adjust. Accepting, a must, Though pain like a burning ember!
Young Lab
There once was a friendly, young lab With energy delightfully fab. He loved belly rubs. Hated baths in the tub. He gave big, toothy smiles, never sad!
Bloom
Flowers delight in vivid bloom To adore through the month of June. Their colors so brilliant, Grown with resilience, Brings sneezes and a feeling of doom!
Thanks so much for stopping by! โค๏ธ๐ค
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Copper has been a great addition to our family and it took less than minutes for him to melt our hearts. He’s strong and has tested us, but he is so loving, that we’re still amazed at how he acts and the things he does.
There once was a strong chocolate lab his loving ways were simply fab His color was unique here are photos for a peek his personality was far from drab
He loves chewing on his nylabones
and they’re the strongest to endure his choppers!
One of his favorite pastimes, besides watching squirrels
in the tree-house, is sunbathing!