Life’s March

Life passes by

The March of time

We hasten, pause

See rain and shine

But each one’s march

Begins and ends

In this we all will share,

My friends

Sometime march

In single file

Or pass the time

En masse, a while

Two-by-two

Lead on, be lead

Keep in step

Or lag instead

Distracted

One may march askew

The wounded

Drag a limb or two

But others may

Lift some on high

And give the march

Of two a try

Onward, though

We all shall plod

Whether we are

Or how we’re shod

Into the vast

Eternity

Our marching out

Parade, will be

16/2/2019

A Day For Mums

Oh mother, don’t you worry

Don’t you fret and don’t you frown

When your little ones are tiny

And you’re still in your dressing gown

Take a nap when they are napping

Though you’re tempted still to work

It will make your times together

A little brighter, less berserk!

 

Keep a space where there’s no washing

No ironing, toys or mess

A place free to sit and wonder

Read, listen, watch; or just to rest

Take a walk outside with bubba

Stroll along in air and sun

Breathe in deeply; hear the birdsong

When you’re ready, maybe run

 

If someone offers to assist you

Say, “Thank you, yes please, do!”

If none will offer, find one wiling

To lend a hand to you

It’s a lie that we believe,

The lie we’re meant to go alone

Community or family help us

Our mother-skills to hone

 

One day the weariness that drains you

Will be eased, with much more sleep

Your little ones will slowly start

Independently to creep

They’ll eat with you and walk with you

And eventually they’ll run

All at once you’ll look around you

To see how far you both have come

 

 

4/5/2014

Grandchildren

Catch me, catch me, if you can

I think I’ll run too fast.

I’m bigger, stronger quicker now,

Than when you chased me last.

Chase me, chase me, ‘round and ‘round

I’ll laugh and laugh out loud.

And if you catch me up this time

Me, your arms can wrap around.

Sit me, sit me on your lap

And read to me a while.

I’ll read the words that I have learnt

Since we snuggled here last time.

Rock me, stroke my tired head,

My pillow will be sweet.

But let me stay here close to you

‘Til I’m drifting, drifting – sleep.

 10/2/2012