I got out the wrong side
You know how you do.
Then forgot in the shower
If I had used the shampoo
Tripped on the mat
Hurt my big toe
The tears flowed easily
I was so full of woe
The kids had their nag on
They were going full tilt
As cliche as it sounds
I did cry when the milk spilt.
My car keys were lost
It had started to rain
What more could go wrong
It was all one big chunky pain.
We made it to school
I felt overwhelmed by unease
My anxiety now swirling
Like the wind through the trees
Scattering my thoughts
All over the place.
As my organisational bliss
Disappeared without a trace.
Clumsy and forgetful
Replacing calmness and ease
Cranky and frustrated
Playing with me like a tease.
I headed for home
Alone sounded good
Overwhelmed and upset
I would be invisible if I could
As I stomped up the path,
From the corner of my eye
A glistening delight
In the garden I did spy
I raced in the house
To grab my camera you see
Lost to this moment
Nature rescuing me
The smile on my face
As big as it gets
My moodiness shifted
Once again at my best.
So dear Insey Winsey
Thanks seems not enough
Your exquisite creation
Saved me from my huff
Whenever you feel it
That emotional craze
Spend time with mother nature
Her power does brighten days
Such a beautiful poem. I’ve had a few of those mornings lately, so almost started crying with you. Glad you managed to turn it around in the end.
Tat, those days are tricky to turn around, I was very grateful to my dear friend Insey Winsey.
I’ve had more than my share of days like that, and I too cried when the milk was spilt. Days like that, I just need to step back and take in the wonder around me. Like you, that usually brightens my day.
Kalley taking that break for a moment of wonder resets my mood. So simple and yet so tricky to remember to do.
Oh she does brighten the days does she not. I have had so many of these horrid, frantic, everything going wrong kind of days. Then suddenly the tiniest thing gives me pause and sets me right. May you have many, many “set you right” encounters Karen. Hang in there.
Hanging my dear friend, hanging……