These are random musings of my life journey, the people, animals, places, and events which have woven, and continue to weave, a tapestry that is me. We all know there is no real destination, only the ongoing experiences which blend together, creating the trail. Each step gives a glimpse of what is to come, without allowing me to see the end result. It is exciting. I have a home base that is mine, that gives me a place to rest. This is it. This is where my heart is, no matter where I journey...................

Friday, June 30, 2006

For Old Lady in a Shoe

This is especially for A Old Lady Who Lived in a Shoe, who visited and lest a message recently. It's a reminder that there are ups and downs to everything in our lives! Boy, are there ever!!

A little ballerina,

Adorable Aleksis is 2nd from left.

A little boy with trucks,

Precious Philip!

They’re drawing on the chalk board
Or chasing after ducks.

The house is strewn with toys,
Barbie dolls & blocks,
And little Lego pieces,
And children’s grungy socks.

Kute Kylee!

But wait -- I’m only dreaming
My kids have grown and gone,
No socks or blocks or tinker toys
No Legos to walk on.

The trucks and Lincoln Logs I see
Are in my children’s homes.
The clutter is my grandkids’ mess,
Those darling little gnomes.

How differently I see it now,
My “pick up” days are past.
I buy the toys for them to keep......
And I am free......... at last!

Do I have beautiful grandchildren or what?!?!?


  1. Very cute pictures of the little ones. Love how you add poetry to your pictures.

  2. They are darling!
    Mine just turned 20 months and already I want to grab her little soft smooshy baby self and never let her grow up!

  3. just found you and sent you an e-mail.

  4. Thanks, everyone for the comments. I received the email, cameo, and responded on your blog. I'll email back soon.

  5. m - Thanks! I slipped over to your blogs to see who you are, and I enjoyed your poems, too. I've considered doing what you have . . . separate blogs for daily stuff and poetry so that it would seem more orderly. But (1) much of my poetry is simply part of my life, and (2) my life is as scrambled in content as is this blog. So why go to the trouble?!?!? ;-)

  6. How WONDERFUL! My mother always tells me Grandkids are her reward for not killing her own children!

    Glad we can add perspective to each other's very differnt life!

  7. old - I agree with your mom. One of my daughters was our greatest challenge (and trust me, she was a HUGE challenge!), and she says frequently that payback is a bitch! She grew up to have 3 kids of her own . . . all of whom pushed her buttons even more than she did ours! On the other hand, my relationship with her is very good, very rewarding.

    It is fun to watch grandchildren interact with their parents. It's very touching, humorous, and sometimes I have to leave the room to avoid laughing and undermining my wonderful grown children. Yes, grandparenting is marvelous.

    On your perspective comment, how right you are. Most people who read this blog and whose blogs I read, are considerably younger than I. I have always said that age is no barrier to friendship. It only changes the perspective and gives us more to think about. My parents used to say "you're as young as you feel and allow yourself to act." They were very young at heart until the final few years, and I hope I can always maintain that wonderful attitude toward life.


If you have something to say about it, just stick out your thumb, and I'll slow down so you can hop aboard! But hang on, 'cause I'm movin' on down the road!!! No time to waste!!!