I had to choke back tears. Not envy, never that. Hearing about good, loving parents keeps my hope in humanity alive. Just a dire sadness for my own small self. That my parents never much liked me, didn't much like each other either. I said nothing, only smiled and did my job. Nothing to add, here, move along.
Cat had to go out again, walked right down the sidewalk, stopping in front of the neighbor's house. Looked back, and a guy with a large dog - some kind of poodle mix, coming along. I picked Moby up, since I knew that Spike would start up an unholy barking, and I didn't know about the walkin' dog. No problems, aside from a couple of excited dogs, but I brought him right back and inside. Sometimes, Cat is a little too nerveless for his own good.
I may just go ahead and plant some seeds, take the risk of a frost. Just a few poppies. See what happens. Front yard looks so dead.
I returned a bag of groceries- Dead, TMBG.
Accidentally taken off the shelf
Before the expiration date
I came back as a bag of groceries
Accidentally taken off the shelf
Before the date stamped on myself
Did a large procession wave their (did a)
Torches as my head fell in the basket (large procession)
And was everybody dancing on the casket? (dance?)
Now it's over, I'm dead, and I haven't (now it's)
Done anything that I want (over)
Or, I'm still alive and there's nothing I want to do
Now it's over, I'm dead, and I haven't (now it's)
Done anything that I want (over)
Or, I'm still alive and there's nothing I want to do
10 comments:
That's an interesting poem, Zhoen. I like the lines made up of the parenthetical words at the end of the lines, really cool.
Moby the Brave. That comes from being loved, too.
Crow,
Lyrics of a They Might Be Giants song. I will make it clearer that it is a quote.
Poppies are great - spread a few around and they will reward you for years to come.
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I too find it warming when I see especially good parenting in action.
It got cold again here, so our cat is still staying indoors.
You're quite the TMBG fan. I have no equivalent in terms of a top choice band.
RR,
Oh, that is good to hear.
Phil,
I don't think of myself as a fan. They are just so clever and lyrical, and have a song for every strange occasion, speaks to me, I like 'em is all. Odd poetry, oddly sung, and they keep coming up with more stuff. Including three children's albums that are quite listenable. Can't say that about any other musical group.
A meaty post. My friend, Mama J, is a wonderful mother. I am seeing a whole new side of her since she gave birth to her son almost a year ago now. And I get to play the crazy Auntie, so the birthday presents are already sitting on the table ready and waiting. I had a thought recently that one either has a very happy childhood or a very happy married life. I can't think of one person I know who has had both.
Rou,
I know a lot with neither.
Fred Rogers seems to have had both, but he's special. Just the way he was.
http://web.archive.org/web/20030401125746/esquire.com/features/articles/2003/030227_mfe_rogershero_1.html
for what its worth ... i reckon you'd make a brilliant sister
My brothers don't seem to think so.
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