I have a good friend and she called today to say she was inspired by my last post and had to write a poem about me. If you have kids who enjoyed the series of books that started with “If you give a Mouse a Cookie…” (our boys loved them) than this will be familiar verse.
I was pretty tickled about this, as the only other poetry dedicated to little ole me was written by John in 1988. They were 4 lines of half-hearted attempt to meet his silly girlfriends demands for “something-oh I don’t know!-just something romantic!!” and yes, I was crazy enough in love with him to enjoy something that actually began with the over-used
“Roses are red. Violets are blue…”
Now if I haven’t clarified this before, he and I are about as opposite as two people can get. For I had written a Shakespearean sonnet about John as an assignment for my AP English class, that I was proud to get an A- on. The (-) was for a stanza that had incorrect meter or something but Oh! it was such a doozy of a poem! It was chock full of longing and passion, mixed with despair and angst over the cold, cruel world we were up against-a world that just didn’t understand our young engagement and had never known love like we had! Ummm, yes. I know. Calm down, girl. You could say, and be underestimating it by a lot, that I had a slight flair for the dramatic as a teenager. But I’ve gotten over it. pretty much. mostly. enough to function in day to day society, anyway.
So, what I am saying, is that I can appreciate all the thought and intention that goes into creating a little verse or two. So thanks, Tink! I appreciate our friendship so much,that now I am considering what kind of poetry you deserve.
I am thinking along the lines of an inappropriate limerick?
If You Give Miss Brenda a Man
If you give Miss Brenda a fine, Godly man she is going to ask the good Lord for a family to go with him.
She will probably ask for this family to include three adorable little boys.
When she gets this loving family she will ask for a house to keep them warm and cozy.
Once she has her home she will want to make it beautiful.
When she is finished yard saleing and Goodwill shopping to decorate her home,
She will notice she has some extra scrapbook paper and she will ask for some glue to begin decoupaging.
She will want to cover anything with a blank, boring surface.
When she has run out of glue and her home is finally ready for show she will ask her Heavenly Father for some friends to help her fill her home with laughter and memories.
She won’t want just any friends.
She will want her friends to love the Lord, to be silly and somewhat adventurous,
but the two most important things;
They must never discuss her driving skills or look her husband in the eyes.
The Lord will bless her with such friends.
She will notice she has nowhere to sit outside with her friends or fresh fruit and vegetables to offer them,
So she will ask for a yard.
She will pray for a big yard for children to play and a garden to grow.
Once she is blessed with this yard she will want some worm filled dirt to work with and wood to
build raised garden beds with.
She will probably have amazing plans for her garden; a greenhouse, watering system, benches for sitting, interesting walkways, and eventually lots and lots of produce.
She will work long, hard hours in her garden.
She will probably become so wise in the world of gardening she will begin sharing her knowledge with friends.
These friends will probably be forever grateful for her kindness.
Once she gets a chance to sit in her garden on one of her beautiful benches she will realize how tired she is from raising her children, decorating her home, entertaining her friends, and growing her garden.
She will decide to go to the beach for a weekend,
And chances are, if she goes to the beach for the weekend she is going to want a fine, Godly man to go with her.