everyone was stirring -
Mom was stressed out.
The backpacks were loaded - supplies galore-
not sure they will even....
fit out the front door.
The children weren't nestled-
they weren't close to their beds,
because visions of first-day outfits danced in their heads.
Momma's had enough - she sets a weak trap,
"Fuss at me again and your face will get a slap."
When out on the pavement there was a huge splatter-
she looked toward the window to see what was the matter.
Away to the window she flew like a flash;
tore open the curtains and ignored that they clash.
What to her wondering eyes did appear,
her joy took a plunge
and her peace shed a tear.
The school-year-start seemed as if it might win,
then she remembered all she had learned within.
She remembered what she learned:
she remembered quick.
At herself she pointed a finger,
wait.... maybe a stick.
Her feelings brought chaos
and they had to be be tamed-
she called then out loud
and she called them by name.
"Now anxiety and worry,
inferiority and stress-
get over yourself
and throw on a dress!
You're clogging my channels to bless my kids with truth,
I'm kicking you out to celebrate youth."
She looked to sky: it's a beautiful pink. She started to wonder and then she started to think.
Is it really important?
Is it really that big?
So what if they want to zag when she thought they should zig?
Maybe she ...
should learn to zag too-
could she be the reason this place is zoo?
She wants to spread love.
She wants to spread peace.
Can you help her Lord?
Can you help her please?
Quietly she heard,
"My peace I leave with you, and enough for your crew.
Just let the rest go- and see what I can do."
So she's done keeping up-
with the Jones' and with the Smiths.'
Please take this as she intends:
with a hug and a kiss.
Please focus on love and on hope and on joy.
Not just for you, but for every girl and boy.
What if we could make this world a better place? Especially when our troubles, unfortunately we must face?
It is our family, that is our highest calling-please remember that the next time you are falling.
Do not rent out your brain to all the other crap,
when you do - it's YOUR face you need to slap.
I'll end this right here, I'm sure you are grateful.
I feel less inclined to sign up for chaos- for that I am thankful.
Moms- love to all of you that lean toward stress and chaos as I do. Moms that lean more toward peace and love- please share your secrets :) We need help.
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