Thursday, December 23, 2010

A Christmas Poem

Tis two days before Christmas

and all through the house

the mother is frazzled

in her dirt stained blouse

The refrigerator is bare

she hasn't been to the store

There is dog hair covering

every inch of the floor

The kids are all grumbling

with each job assigned

They do not see the inevitable

she is losing her mind.

There are still gifts to buy

and food to make

The thought of it alone

makes her head start to ache

She yells out some threats

to get the jobs done

and promises when they finish

they can have a little fun.

Tuesday, April 27, 2010


I've lost all forms of inspiration
I'm in desperate need of a vacation

A break from all the tasks at hand
to hear the ocean and feel the sand

I need the waves to be my muse
a painted sky in different hues

To feel the sand between my toes
let the smell of salt tickle my nose

Soft caresses by the breeze
Gazing across the open seas

It's hard to fight this strong temptation
to go and find my inspiration

Sunday, February 14, 2010

If Roses Weren't Red ( A tribute to my mom)

If roses weren't red
and violets weren't blue
those looking for beauty
would turn to you

They'd turn to your smile
full of warmth and love
to your eyes that shine
like the skies above

They'd turn to the kindness
glowing from inside
They'd turn to the comfort
that you willingly provide

If roses weren't red
and violets weren't blue
They'd turn to the one
who's so evident in you

Sunday, September 20, 2009


A warming smile
a listening ear
an encouraging hug
a shared tear

Someone to trust
or share a laugh
someone to fight
in my behalf

Two kindred hearts
a special bond
that over time
only grows more fond

Monday, September 7, 2009

My Love For You

My love for you drains me
pains me
chains me

My love for you molds you
scolds you
holds you

My love for you ages me
rages me
engages me

My love for you finds you
binds you
reminds you

My love for you brightens me
enlightens me
frightens me

My love for you grows you
knows you
chose you

Sunday, July 5, 2009

The runner

Pounding pavement beneath her feet
hypnotizing with it's rhythmic beat

lungs burning, hungry for air
minutes pass by, unaware

sweat is streaming down her face
hair is falling out of place

eyes focused straight ahead
her feet will go where they're lead

determination fuels the fire
accomplishment is her desire

Thursday, June 11, 2009


Stuff, Stuff, all around
From the ceiling, to the ground

Piling up from left to right
Shoved in boxes, sealed up tight.

Boxes moved to and fro
Stuff to stay, stuff to go

Too much stuff to even pack
It multiplies behind my back!

Where's it from? When did it come?
If you need stuff, I"ll give you some! 

Take this stuff out of here!
I need some space that is clear!

Clear of clutter, Clear of stuff! 
Get it out.....I've had enough!  

Monday, May 25, 2009

Rainy Day

The rain
is falling
again today

The Sun
is hiding
there's only grey

The children
are bored
they want to play

It's getting
to obey

They wish
the rain
would go away

And not 
come back 
another day

Thursday, May 21, 2009

My Next House

My next house will be the perfect home,
with plenty of space for three boys to roam.

There will be no white tile covering the floor
It will have functioning locks on every door.

Ample closet space, no more seasonal segregation
Definitely an attic for Christmas decorations.  

There will no longer be any standing in line
The children will have a bathroom separate from mine

There will be a garage to store bikes and our boat
And a sparkling pool, where all summer we'll float

The kitchen will be spacious, with a pantry for food
(and my husband will cook when I'm not in the mood!)

Tuesday, April 21, 2009

Turning 33

Today is my birthday, I am 33.
I'm not yet the person, I thought I would be.

I still feel like a girl, in dress up clothes
Pretending to be grown-up, and no one knows.

I thought I would know more, I don't know how.
I guess I thought I'd be wiser by now. 

I'd have the answers when they ask why
I'd have the reasons why they should try

I would be confidant with who I am 
So I could build confidence in each of them.

I would have more trust, and a little less fear
The future would look a little more clear

I would not keep making the same mistakes
I would learn my lessons, whatever it takes.

Today is my birthday, I am 33
I am working on being who I thought I would be.

Saturday, March 28, 2009


Sleeping bags, tent,
Pillows and clothes.
Batteries, flashlights,
a lantern that glows.

Fishing poles, tackle,
boat on a trailer.
Sunblock, bug spray,
Zachary's inhaler.

Camping chairs, cooler,
books to read.
No cell phones, computers,
there is no need.  

Go to Bed

Go to bed
you sleepy head
Did you hear what I said?

 ipods down
no kidding around
I'll ship that thing out of town! 

You're not tired?
You feel wired?
Well your opinion is not required. 

For Sale

Welcome to our's where we still live.
If you come across a mess, please do forgive.  

I know you are imagining yourself in this house
but I still live here with three boys, and a spouse. 

We do our best to keep it neat for you
so it's tidy and sparkly, when you walk through. 

But boys will be boys, and they are not neat
they leave toys on the floor, and don't wipe their feet.  

It's enough to drive a sane mother mad...
I couldn't do it with out the help of their dad.

He encourages the boys to help me pick up
when we know a realtor is about to show up.

We all work together to put things just right
We vacuum and store messes, out of plain sight. 

So please don't come look,  just to amuse
Make us an offer we cannot refuse!

Monday, March 16, 2009

Ranting and Raving

HE started it!
I didn't do it!
He hit me first,
so HE is worse!

Give that back
That toy is mine!
You stole it from me
and that is a crime!

I don't want to!
Do we HAVE to?
Can't we stay,
I want to play!

You don't know
How I Feel!
I promise it hurts,
The pain is REAL! 

You're not fair,
LIFE'S not fair! 
I'll scream and SHOUT!
I'll move OUT!

I wish I was 
An only child!
These other boys
Are simply WILD! 

Tuesday, February 3, 2009

I Need You

I need you...

I need you to believe in me
and say "A job well done"

I need you to hold me firmly
when I want to turn and run

I need you to reach out to me
when you see me cry
I need your arms to comfort me
without knowing why

I need you to dream with me
when you know it won't come true

I need you to believe with me
because some things really do

I need you to trust me
with your secrets and your heart

I need you to let me in
to the innermost part

I need you to love me
despite my many flaws

I need you to love me
.....just because

I need you 

Friday, January 30, 2009


I'm thinking over our past week
and what it did entail.
I have memories of a parasite,
and the plans it did derail.  

I found these tiny bugs
nesting in my children's hair.
If you've never had this happen,
you can really not prepare.

I don't believe these pests
had received an invitation.
A little bottle of poison
became our family's one salvation.

Flowing, toxic shampoo
poured on all the kids heads.
Every sheet, blanket and pillow
 stripped from the beds.

Stuffed animals were bagged 
sentenced for two weeks away.
We did not want these critters
to think they could stay.

We've been checking heads daily,
every last bit...
hoping there was not
an overlooked nit.

So now I am paranoid
always looking twice!
For I never again,
want to share my home with lice!

Friday, January 23, 2009

Second Guessing Hair

Looking at my blog pic, something caught my eye
I started focusing on my hair, I couldn't tell you why
I don't spend much time on it, nor is it cut a lot
When I cut it short last time, I was happy so I thought
But here I am staring at the long flowing tresses
and I find myself having all kinds of second guesses.  

Friday, November 21, 2008

Mom, I'm Hungry

I'm hungry
I'm starving
I think I"m going to die

My children say this, with a dramatic sigh

I've cooked
They've eaten
They each cleaned their plate

Yet here we are in this food debate

It's bedtime
No eating
You should have had more dinner

They try to convince me they are growing thinner

So what
Big deal
You aren't going to win

I smile at them with my patronizing grin

Eyes rolling 
Tummy's grumbling
They hit the sack

I sit down to enjoy a little snack

Tuesday, November 11, 2008


Toothpaste in the sink
on the mirror, on the wall

A forgotten trail of toys,
Littered down the hall

Half of a sandwich, 4 days old
Left in a lunchbox,  covered with mold

Backpacks and shoes, dropped by the door
Clothes never seeing inside of a drawer

Clean bathroom towels, in short supply
Wet bathroom towels were not hung to dry

Fingerprint smudges all over the glass
Dirty hands touching it, each time they pass

Laughter and giggles echo in the air
Living with boys, nothing can compare.

Monday, November 10, 2008


Why is it when dogs feel the need to be sick,
the carpet is always the first place they pick?

They don't seem to notice all the wood floors and tile
when they are looking around for a spot to defile!

Nor do they consider how their master will feel
while cleaning up the remains from their previous meal. 

Gross, disgusting, repulsive and sick,
are just some of the adjectives that I would pick.

Now don't get me wrong, I love my pets
But that doesn't stop me from spewing out threats.

"If you throw up again on my carpeted floor,
Your butt will be thrown right out the back door!

Living inside is a privilege, my friend,
and your life of luxury could come to an end!  

I'd rather you not throw up at all,
but if you must...please go into the hall!

There is no carpet there for you to stain,
and therefore no reason for me to complain."

Thursday, October 2, 2008

Something is Changing

I feel a stirring in my soul,
something is changing

God's hands are in my life
my heart, he's rearranging

Ripping open patched up wounds
so healing can begin

Turning my face towards the giants
long ago buried within

He's showing His mercy
He's showing His grace
He's showing His love for me
He's revealing His face.

Tuesday, August 26, 2008

The tale of a Squirrel

This tale begins on a blustery day
when hurricane Faye was coming our way.
The trees were bending under the wind,
under pelting rain, the houses were pinned.
Families were huddled inside to stay dry,
eagerly awaiting the storm to pass by.
When the worst of the storm did finally end,
Wesley was wanting to play with a friend.
We cautiously drove to go pick him up,
and that's when we found the little squirrel pup.
He was lying alone in the friends' front yard,
he'd fallen from a tree, and landed quite hard.
He seemed so tiny there on the front lawn,
we had no idea where his mother had gone.
I couldn't just leave him there, letting him die...
I decided to rescue him, to give it a try!  
We brought him home wrapped in a shirt,
Hoping he wasn't too badly hurt.
We figured he was young, his eyes still closed,
we voted on names while the little guy dozed.
When it came time to eat, he acted reserved...
he had no interest in food, from what I observed.
On the second day though, he went to town...
greedily grasping, and gulping it down!
So far this is sounding perfectly fine,
I hate to interject and start to whine.....
but there is something about this you should know
in case you have a squirrel you want to help grow.
Plan on losing quite a bit of sleep
if this is a squirrel you decide to keep.
They eat every three hours, yes, that's right.
So guess who gets up with him all through the night!
Not the children who just had to keep him....
but the mom who gave into this reckless whim!  
So I do the feedings at 12, 3 and 6.....
it's the best cure for the "I want a baby" fix!
It's a good thing he's a cute and cuddly guy...
or we would have had a speedy goodby!
So, think of me as you finish this reading....
you can bet it is time for another feeding!

Thursday, August 14, 2008

My heart

My heart is breaking, aching for you
as you lie there so afraid.

I thought that I could keep you safe,
I feel I have betrayed.

You look to me, those big blue eyes
to comfort and console.

I mourn the things I cannot fix
things out of my control.

To my God, I will entrust,
please guide the hands that heal.

Give them wisdom, give them strength,
and your plan, Lord, please reveal.

Monday, July 28, 2008

Ode to a Weary Mother

Oh weary mother, 
Don't give up!
Keep persevering,
Your time's not up!

I know it's hard,
This job you do.
The hours are long,
the accolades few.

Your strength grows thin
at the end of each day.
You try your best 
to keep frustration at bay.

Sometimes the attitudes
are too much to bear.
There is so much whining,
It's just not fair!

Just trudge along, soldier, 
don't give up  the fight.
Keep on teaching them
what's wrong and what's right.

Keep on answering
all of their WHY's.
Keep on encouraging
all of their tries.

Don't give into weariness,
these days have a number!
Don't think of the hours
you have lost in slumber!

Your time will come
to sleep till dawn...
For before too long,
they will be gone.

There will be no more whining,
and no more fights,
no more deciding
who's wrong and who's right.
No more saying
"Because I said so!"
No more time
to watch them grow.

The job is tiresome!
But the rewards are great!
Your dedication can help
to determine their fate.

Friday, July 25, 2008

Baby Boy

Don't grow up, my baby boy,
our days now seem so few.
Come and sit with me awhile
so I'll be close to you.

Tell me of your wildest dreams,
share with me your fears.
Tell me what you hope to be 
in the coming years.

Allow me one more glimpse
of the child I once knew.
Let me hold you in my arms
like I did when you were two.

Tuesday, July 15, 2008


Watch-less wrists, time does betray

Intoxicating waves wash our cares away

A lyrical breeze dances all around

Playing it's melody, without a sound

Wednesday, June 25, 2008

Oh Lord, I cry out to you!
Help heal my heart

It's breaking inside me...
being torn apart

Why can't I feel you
in this dark hour?

Where is your mercy?
Where is your power?

How can I heal 
the wounds from my past?

How can you fill them
with a healing that lasts?

When will the past 
stop deceiving me?

When will I allow you
to set me free?

Free from the lies
stored in my heart

Free from the me
that tears me apart

When will I start to see
what's honest and true?

When will I trust 
and turn completely to you?

Give up the fight
that is raging within

Give up the need
to always win

Help me Lord, 
look always to You

When I don't seem to know
what else to do

Help me remember
not to believe the lies

But instead see myself
through Your eyes

For with you on my side
I can do all things

I will find Your strength
and fly on eagles wings!

Monday, June 9, 2008

I've been tagged!

I was tagged by Lauren, 
A dear friend of mine
Six random Facts  
She did assign.
Things about me, 
That no one else knows,
Crazy little facts, 
I'm willing to disclose.

I'll start simple,
it just popped in my head,
My favorite thing to eat,
is buttery garlic bread.
I love it with pasta,
I love it alone,
If I take one bite,
I know my diet's blown.

I worked with Fred Savage
Star of The Wonder Years
While at Universal Studios
One of my many careers!
We slid down a slide,
He in my lap,
filming a commercial
to be shown around the map.

Speaking of jobs,
I soared to new heights
when I was a trick rider
at Arabian Nights. 
I stood in the saddle,
galloping in the ring
I was also an audience plant,
From the rafters I did swing.

One dream of mine
that is a little bazaar
I have always wanted to be
a soap opera star.
Being on Tv
is not my goal
Real life is where
I want to play the role!

This one's rare,
for what it's worth
I held the video camera
for my third son's birth!
Todd helped deliver,
so he had distractions
I handled the filming
in between contractions!

The last fact I tell
has to do with love
and how my sweet husband
was a gift from above
After our first date
I told my mom the plan.
"Sometime in the future..
I will marry that man!"

So there you have it
six facts about me
Lauren said it'd be fun,
I'd have to agree!
Now the only question
left for me to ask
is who should I tag?
And are they up to the task?

Wednesday, April 16, 2008


Oh Caffeine, you nasty ghoul!

You flirted with me and made me the fool.

I'd resisted your lure for a small season,

then made a decision without rational reason.

The piper is now being payed his due,

I'm wishing I hadn't indulged in that brew.

For the hour is late, yet here I remain...

I alertly anticipate the sleep I will feign.

Tuesday, April 15, 2008

New Love

I fell in love again tonight
across the table
illuminated by our dinner light

I saw a man I used to know
he exposed himself
in that reminiscent glow

isolated by everyday life
too distracted to see
a husband and wife

I found him in his boyish grin,
his Caribbean blue eyes
I wondered where he'd been

under his stare, my cheeks start to blush
we speak in a hush
we try not to rush

we encourage this latent love renewed
"I've missed you" we say
our voices subdued

There's comfort in the space we share
our hearts we bare
an answered prayer