Poems for me...

Every Day

17 young ones bless my day.
Yelling, whining, quietly working.
Each one is different, each one, each day.
8 hours a day, they bless my day.

Stressed am I just about every day.
Busy with planning for the next day.
Cutting, gluing, printing, and reading.
Smiles each day, make it all worth it.

Sad little eyes, dirty cheeks.
Wonder what your life is like, hoping all is ok.
Think about them when I am away.
They are my life, I wouldn’t change.

Misbehave, hit, and push.
They may get away with it at home, but not today.
Try my best to show them the way.
How to succeed in this great big world.

Show them what the world is like.
Broaden their horizons, while staying in town.
Working my butt off and spending my dough,
To show them ways to enlighten their minds.

I used to think I could not do it,
That I was not good enough.
I see their faces, and their progress made.
I know I have mad an impression, that was my goal.

Not an easy job, never is, never will be.
Total satisfaction at the end of every year.
Ups and downs through out the year.
I wouldn’t change it for the world.





Every Night, Every Day


I have this desire.
The desire to be loved by someone who is not “supposed” to love me.
The desire for someone to love me for who I am, not what they expect me to be.
The desire to feel special, to feel love, to feel safe.
That is what I desire.
Every night, every day.

I want to argue about money issues, a messy room, or piddlely little things.
I want to huff at the toilet seat in its upright position.
I want to have romantic dinners, with candle light, and take out food.
I want to paint rooms, do yard work, and fill out taxes with “the one”.
I want to go to couple’s night, and cuddle up watching TV.
I want, I desire.
Every night, every day.

To wake up next to the him every single day.
To be frustrated because he snores.
To be mesmerized by the way he breaths while he drifts to sleep.
To be surprised by his notes and flowers.
To be completed by him.
Every night, every day.

Never to feel alone.
Never to feel unloved.
Never to wonder why he hasn’t called.
Never to feel unloved, unwanted, or unworthy.
Never to cry alone.
Never to sleep on a single bed.
Every night, every day.

Awaken in the middle of the night by cries from down the hall.
Awaken by a tender kiss.
Awaken by breakfast in bed on a Saturday morning.
Awaken by loud snores that never seem to end.
Awaken the person within.
Every night, every day.