Routine Queen; helps me function
Cat lover; his soft snuggles are unconditional
Mom; longed to be; an eye blink later 10 years in
Poetry lover; newly discovered passion
Runner; my way of staying fit and sane
Teacher: longed to be; now 20 years in
Friend; few, but cherished
Writer; didn’t know it was in me until recently bloomed
Sister; few by choice, but cherished
Wife; one of life’s accomplishments: 16 years in
Binger; Netflix, Prime, Hulu, on demand
Daughter; grateful for many gifts
Survivor; breast cancer warrior
Homebody; now being truly challenged
Inspiration from Day 23 SOL challenge
Do you know how proud of you I am?
I try to tell you as often as I can.
You’re too humble and insist I stop.
I’d like to shout your honors from the hill tops.
I delighted in all your firsts:
steps, words, smiles, life’s thirsts.
I cheered at your concerts.
We rewarded you with desserts
I look back with boast;
looking onward to all the toasts.
All the heartaches broke me too.
But I had confidence you’d make it through.
Do you understand how proud of you I am ?
I will never stop; no way my little lamb.
I am a prisoner of my daily routine
It pulls me, it drags me, it has a hold over me
Nothing else can be completed to be free
It is my drug to get me going, oh the caffeine
It percolates and grumbles
The aroma permeates my home
My mind awaits it as my eyes roam
Out the window the tree’s branch fumbles
The leaves wave to me through my screen
That first sip will ensure for all the day I am keen