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Anal-retentive

The Living Poetry prompt – Flustered

3pm is the worst time to start rearranging the pantry

Remove all the bits and pieces

Check expiry date and discard

Clean all shelves inside the panty

Clean pantry doors and frame

Clean all bottles, jars, packets, tins and cans

Recategorise all bits and pieces

Children have just came home from school wanting snacks and drinks among the chaos

Feeling flustered and losing control

My blood is boiling, scalp is heating up

Shouting, “Pack your bags and go back to school!”

Children stop

Then bursting in laughter, “Mum, you are losing it.”

Unrepeated History

Denise’s Six Sentence Story prompt – Petrichor

Petrichor, fresh cut grass, lavenders in summer evenings, are fond memories of her childhood.

The wooden spoon landing on her shins, her mother’s sobbing, bottles being emptied into the trash bin, is the history she is determined not to repeat.

She sits in the garden with her children to feel the winter sun and smell the crisp air, plays silly little games with them, teaches them about plants and the earth, sharing precious moments with them, before they grow up too soon.

She is content with having very little, scraping by each week, because she knows spending time with her children is more valuable than more wealth but poorer with time.

She never looks back at the house she once lived in, filled with expensive art works and furniture, and malnutrition of love.

When she heard her neighbours gossiping about her living on welfare, or her children turning up at school with summer uniforms in the middle of the winter, she smiles and reminds herself that she has given all she has to her children, including time and love which she has never received.

Co-parenting

We pray for our children 
And God sends rain to
Wash away the filth from our lips
Soften our stony heart
Give us a spring 
to feed goodness to our little ones

Loving our children is primal 
Loving them right is a miracle 

We pray for ourselves 
Be kind
Be loving
But most of all
Be grateful 
For we don't raise our children alone
God has a plan for us and our littl ones

Children are gifts from God
And we are blessed to have them



Role Model

Mother
you are a fighter
and a survivor.
Your resilience
is next to none.
You value winning
over everything
even relationships
in human being.
But
I love you
anyway.
Because
Mother
your role model
of strength
carried me through
life’s turmoils.

Reality Check

Parents! We don’t have a problem child. What we do have is an ungrateful heart.

A child is God’s gift to us by grace. We did nothing to deserve a child who is precious and beautiful in every way.

Children are here to help us to grow up, to be mature and nurturing adults, and to live our full potential as human beings.

If we refuse to grow up, refuse to accept that they are here to teach us, to challenge us, instead, we bully them, blame them to be the problem of our arrogance, ignorance and obstinacy, to label them to be the problem child, we are in fact the biggest loser.

In our childish and foolish ways, we get into competition with our own flesh and blood, we grow jealous of their innocence, wisdom and talents. We are unable to humble ourselves to let our children to try, to shine, and to thrive. We wonder why we grow harsh, stone hearted and despair. It is impossible to please an ungrateful heart.

Love our children as they first love us unconditionally. 💕

Children are a gift from the Lord; they are a reward from him. – Psalm 127:3

 

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The Crime Hierarchy

the rambunctious head of the household
submissive yet overbearing advocate
dependents running wild
in the confine of farming life

leather face old man that hunts with a rifle
she runs over little lambs for feast
children grew up witnessing these normalities

one of the children
was convicted of second degree murder
the noise of the struggle
screaming, screeching, pleading
he had to bring them to silence

when you apply the transitive logic
it all makes sense