This Thing Called Life

Smooth sailing?  Not always.

Worth the ride?  Of course!

Lessons learned?  Without a doubt.

Twists and turns?  Hopefully.

A one-time journey?   Yup.

Make the most of it?  One should.

Write about it?  You could;-).

Share with others?  Highly recommended!!

Count your blessings?  Indeed.

 

Sail

Little White Markers

Seeds neatly planted side by side,

Little white markers there to guide,

Each tidy row holds a promise,

Especially such plants which are dicotyledonous,

Soil, water, sun, and heat,

Earthly goodnesss that is hard to beat,

One day at a time, we shall wait and see,

The fruits of our labour that will surely be:-).

Survive

Nature Exposed

Brand new growth exposed,

Vibrant green buds breathing life,

Alive, succulent.

Exposed

“A Hunting She Will Go…”

In pursuit of a,

fat mouse or a juicy bird,

Yarn simply won’t do!

Wanderlust

Gray Roots

My Gray Roots are showing through,

Colour-Me-Blonde in a week or two,

My gray roots are showing through,

Doesn’t seem to matter what I do.

My gray roots are showing through,

Wiry hairs causing one BIG hullabaloo!

My gray roots are showing through,

Time to throw an overt coup,

My gray roots are showing through,

“Silver it is, unless I go blue!”  🙂

 

Aaa-choo!

A mist, a spritz, or a spray will do,

Otherwise, you leave me no choice…

Aaa-choo! Aaa-choo! Achoo!

Perfume

Two Wrong Feet

I jump out of bed,

It’s time to go!

I surely can’t be late.

I hit the shower,

My breakfast I devour,

Off to work in a rush.

Something seems off,

It’ll have to do,

Finally, I arrive.

I paste on a smile,

Feels like I ran a mile,

I wonder if they’ll notice?

The meeting commences,

They warrant a look,

There’s nothing I can do.

The damage is done,

The laughs have begun,

We’ve all been there before.

Next time, I’ll get it right,

I swear I won’t hit snooze,

Then, maybe I’ll have on…

A matching pair of shoes.

 

Knackered