I am pleased to say that a sweet on-line friend from Australia has given me permission to use on this blog, a beautiful poem she wrote on her own blog.
Herewith are her words, and thank you, Glenys!
A little time to slumber all my days spent in the sun,
My idle hands were folded my daily chores not done. I wasn’t at all rebellious as into the sky I’d gaze, I just left my daily duties as in the sun I bathed. I read my book for hours dishes soaking in the sink, The meat still in the freezer for I didn’t stop to think What I needed for dinner it lay frozen in a lump; I’d serve meat of something be it chops or steak or rump. Just a minute of my surfing turned to hours of my day, As I sat online chatting to people far away. Imagine then my panic as at last I looked around, To see the clock now telling my man was homeward bound. What a rush of my adrenaline making me quickly scamper To launder clothes still waiting in the dirty laundry hamper. The bed was pulled up in a hurry the dishes washed and left to dry, As I boiled up some veggies and set the meat to fry. Which would likely take forever for it hadn’t completely thawed And I so wanted dinner ready as soon as my man hit the door. Feeling very guilty as I served our dinner late I decided my many forums would henceforth have to wait. Glenys Robyn Hicks
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