Showing posts with label poem. Show all posts
Showing posts with label poem. Show all posts

Sunday, January 12, 2014

If You Give a Mom Some Coffee

If you're unfamiliar with If You Give A Mouse A Cookie it's a wonderful children's book about how granting the Mouse's wish will lead to a string of other demands leading back to the one that started them all.

Here's my version:

If You Give A Mom A Coffee

by: Katie Calahan

If you give a Mom some coffee she's going to want to sit down

So, she'll have to clear the toys off the couch.

If she clears the toys off the couch, she'll need to put them away.

When she puts them away, she'll notice dirty clothes on the kids' bedroom floor

She'll need to put those in the hamper

If she puts the clothes in the hamper she will notice how full it is.

So, she'll start a load of wash.

If she starts a load of wash she'll check the dryer and notice some clean towels

She'll fold the towels and put them in the linen closet.

While she's in the linen closet the air vent above her will give her a chill

That's when she'll remember her coffee

She will go to the kitchen to re-heat her now cold coffee.

While it's reheating she'll notice crumbs on the counter and she'll need to wipe it down.

When she rinses the crumbs off the sponge she'll notice the breakfast dishes.

She'll be washing the dishes when she hears the washer stop.

She'll need to move the clothes to the dryer and put a new load in the wash.

When she finishes moving the laundry, the dog will need to go out.

While taking the dog out, she will notice the deep freezer and start planning dinner.

She will go back to the kitchen to check the fridge for dinner ingredients.

While she's in the kitchen she'll remember her coffee again and reheat it

Once it's warm she'll take a sip and someone will ask "What's for lunch?".

Wednesday, March 3, 2010

Breastfeeding Poetry

This has been rattling around in my head for awhile...
I have done it in the car
I have done it near and far
I have in a crowd and alone
While typing on the internet and talking on the phone
Sitting up, laying down
While running around
Morning, noon and night
On a park bench watching Mike fly a kite
In the bathtub, on the floor
In the ladies room and my car's backseat
In the woods in a tent
At many a family event
I bring a blanket, because you see
I breastfeed when the baby's hungry

Monday, January 18, 2010

My Love

I love
I breathe
I love
I breathe
In all the universe, you are my sole creation
My soul's creation
The only being I made
With all my heart, for all my life
Boundless, flowing, unfathomably growing
Your ever changing face and lengthening limbs
Your sparkling eyes and beautiful smiles
Belonging one to another
A daughter, a mother