Why are you crabby?
I don't want to spend my days
Doing what I do
Want the new iPhone
Too stupid to ask questions
Too cheap to just buy
A new marble game
Sixty-four stupid pieces
None fit together
Christmas toys bring joy
Happy squeals and frenzied play
Broke on the first day
She just keeps eating
Does she see what it’s doing?
Being what she hates
Growing old each day
Body aches and fat sags down
Outlook stays the same
Day before Christmas
All through the office not a
Thing is getting done
Favor for a friend
Sing her praises, get her hired
Does it cross a line?
Cutting the budget
Everyone is doing it
Aren't we different?
What is it I like
About painting? The focus,
Pace, and finished look
He won’t play with me
I want him to play with me
I can’t be alone
He just turned seven
So much his own person but
Still a little boy
Will my skill sharpen?
Attune myself to my muse?
Or just write forced words?
Is it a good thing?
Putting creativity
On a set schedule?
I started a blog
I add to it ev’ry day
Does anyone see?
What am I thinking?
Doing what’s smart or what’s fun
Do I have to choose?
Kids come in our bed
They’re cold or sick or frightened
No more sleep for us
Tacos for dinner
Kid-friendly ground beef and grease
Seemed a good idea
Hardest thing ever
Tempering expectations
Of father and son
What is your vision?
The goal; the ultimate prize?
Where will you lead them?
No meaning in life
Other than what you give it
Blessing and a curse
A Christmas concent
Hanukkah and Kwanzaa too
They do as they're told
Bad economy
A time to slash or invest?
Show strength and not fear
Adjectives for each
Diligent, unflappable
Fun game or cruel joke?
Nothing much to do
Caught up on work, phone don’t ring
Why am I restless?
The holiday news
Sum up only the bright spots
Incomplete but true
Putting up the tree
Lights, ornaments and a train
Everybody helps
So what brings me joy?
My son playing piano
My daughter’s pure laugh
We all need something
To love and look forward to
A thing that brings joy
Strengths came clear and fast
Few connected with the job
But where is weakness?
Around the corner
Coming fast and whizzing by
Was that Christmas Day?
