Gratitude
Today I am grateful that my teeth are healthy and that I am taking proper care of them. That is why Sam, my dental hygienist said.
My father is 88 and still has all his own teeth.
I don’t love the dentist but I go to check to see if there are any problems. Quick in and out, but I know I am on
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Gratitude
Today I woke up so grateful for yesterday and the decisions I made.
First of all, the political game is over, here in the US, which makes me really happy. I am tired of the back and forth.
Second, I decided to wait on becoming an Uber driver until I actually have to money to invest in it.
Third, I brought David to one of the landmarks of my childhood, Chaffinch Island State Park, in Guilford, CT. I have been wanting to bring him there for so long because he loves the ocean. When we first met, one of our days together we spent out in Narragansett seeing the different beaches.
So, they may not seem like big things but it just made me so happy yesterday and I was grateful for the way I woke up still so happy about it.
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I picked Gratitude to write about for the month on November. I missed a few days but life goes on…
Gratitude
On this day, 11/05/2020, I am thankful that I had such a good, caring, loving mother and that I can remember her and see some of the pictures from her life. She passed away in December of 1994 so it has been quite a long time. I don’t remember everything but I can pick out moments and remember her, what she said, etc. I can’t really remember her voice. Everyone loved my mom. She did so many things (must be where I get it from!). She reupholstered furniture, sewed everything from Halloween costumes to prom dresses to stuffed Christmas trees for the holidays. She used to make these really neat ornaments out of egg shells. My cousin still has a few. She would somehow take just a little oval of the shell off and clean out the shell. Then she would put a little scene inside the shell (guess maybe that is where I get my mini-stuff fascination). Next she would dip the outer side of the entire shell in glitter. Finally she would put a little piece of decorative ribbon around the hole in the shell so it was almost like a little picture window.
Not everyone is lucky enough to have a wonderful, talented, loving mother like I did. I wish everyone did! I was very fortunate, and for that I am very grateful!
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It may sound a bit silly
but back on that day
I thought it too hilly
to walk up that way.
But here came my neighbor
with cake in her hand
held out before her
just as she planned.
She made it for us
since we just moved in
she said it’s no fuss
in her great big kitchen.
I found out years later
that there were two cakes
one made to cater
the dog ate it for God’s sakes.
So she had to make one
that was whole and delish
Sugar powered when done
A beautiful dish.
I remember just thinking
“wow here’s a good friend”
We now sit ‘round drinking
we’ll be friends to the end.
©2020 CBialczak Poetry
There was a little boy
who went to get a toy
he found a box
full of rocks
and really jumped with joy.
There was a cute, young teen
who wanted to shower clean
she was so damp
she’d wet a stamp
and skinny as a green bean.
There was a cheery song
that started with a gong
it was a chant
about a plant
and sounds completely wrong.
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It’s that time of year again: NaPoWriMo!!! National Poetry Month (optionally GloPoWriMo ~ Global Poetry Writing Month) comes every April and challenges poets (and anyone else who wants to take a shot at it) to write (and post) a poem every day through all of April. That’s 30 poems in 30 days. https://wordpress.com/read/blogs/10938935/posts/2140
So, today is the 2nd. I guess if I am able to post a poem every day that will be 29 poems in 29 days! We shall see!
Once I wished I could climb to the top of the highest mountain.
When I got there, I wished I could soar through the clouds like an eagle.
While soaring, I wished I could dive into the ocean and catch a large fish for dinner.
After catching the fish and letting him go, I wished I could swim to a beautiful coral reef to see the clownfish.
Once I saw the clownfish, I wished I could have that beautiful fish at my home.
That wish can’t come true.
I have to leave that clownfish in his own home.
He needs his home to survive.
My house cannot meet his needs.
I wish that I lived on the side of an ocean where I could have an underwater bedroom with a glass window to see the fish swim by.
I wish all of the clownfish could know that they should swim by my window, where they would be safe.
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