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List, The (as I looked)
As I looked in the mirror this morning,
my reflection sternly advised,
You’re going to make some changes today,
and get yourself organized.
Now thats a novel idea,
I thought as I combed my hair.
So I’ll search the house for the notebook
that I have placed somewhere.
As soon as I find that notebook,
I’ll make the greatest list
Of all the things I need to do,
but somehow always missed.
I’ll take each item one by one
and finish each thing I’ve started.
I’ll concentrate and focus,
and chaos will be outsmarted.
I tell myself to concentrate
and search for that notebook.
Methodically I’ll give each room
an extra careful look.
The living room needs dusting
that will only take a minute.
So I went to the linen closet,
and found there’s nothing in it.
Looks like I need to do laundry,
I think with a sense of gloom,
So I grab a laundry basket
and head for the laundry room.
As I walk down the hallway,
laundry basket in one hand,
I notice the kids have dropped their shoes
wherever they might land.
I pick up the shoes and take them to
the place where they belong.
As I open the door to the bedroom
I’m feeling calm and strong.
I see the mess in the kids’ room,
and now I’m feeling blue.
I’ll take a minute and straighten up,
that’s just what I will do.
I find my daughters artwork
sitting on the bedroom floor,
and take it to the kitchen
to display it on the ‘fridge door.
The ‘fridge reminds me I’m hungry
so I fix a little snack.
I notice I need to buy groceries,
so I’m off to the store and back.
I bought a new magazine,
so I sit down and take a break.
I realize I’ve dozed off
when the phone startles me awake.
And on and on it goes
as my organized day progresses,
I jump from room to room
getting started on various messes.
And suddenly its dinner time,
and the day has just flown by.
I never found that notebook
or made my list, I wonder why…
The living rooms still dusty,
and the laundry isn’t done.
I’ve started a hundred projects,
but haven’t completed one.
I think about this crazy day
and suddenly realized
That I really must do something
to get myself organized.
As I brush my teeth at bedtime,
my reflection stares sternly at me.
Relax, I say to the girl in the mirror,
Tomorrow Ill be orderly.
by Mary Daum (MaryDeee@aol.com),
mother of ADHD son used with permission
Free From Pain
When through life we tread,
In bright sunshine or in rain,
Do we ever appreciate being
Free from hurt, free from pain?
In life’s journey all are given
In varying degrees, pain.
Pain of body, pain of heart,
Pain of soul, joy to gain.
Joy of feeling one bright morn
No hurt of body, heart or soul,
The feeling being free from pain,
For a short time we are whole.
We should always try to realize
We do have need to suffer
In all our walks in life,
For then a simple prayer to offer
When all hurts go far away.
Even thank God for pain,
For how can we appreciate
A painless body once again
If we never have had to cry,
Never had pain to weaken
Our frail body, never look to sky
And pray for relief to come.
Then with joy incalculable
Thank your God above
For your pain free body,
Given to you by a God of love.
M Ann Margetson
May 6 1998 ©