There are so many books I have not read, I’ve, intellectually, not been fed. Sometimes I hunger for that unknown, And thirst for things I’ve not been shown. But my time was of a different day, When a family kept you home to stay. One grew up thinking, first you should marry, You’d be an old maid if you should tarry. I don’t know how this instilled in my head, I’m sure it was not from words heard said. It was just an attitude way back then, Women stayed home – importance was for men. And, so, my life was one of sacrifice, It’s what you did when you became a wife. The reward was I had much time to spend, To dry a child’s tear and help a “boo-boo” mend. I didn’t have to drive them to another’s home, Nor sit at work and worry where they might roam. Our home became a haven for child’s play, Could I have stopped time, I be there still this day. Then the world suddenly metamorphasized, Changing right before my very eyes. I don’t fit here and I don’t belong there, Yet, inside my soul, I feel much to share. Take time out to winder and time to love, Be grateful for your blessings from above. See with eyes that are truly opened wide. Hear unspoken messages deep inside. Feel another’s joy and share in their sorrow, Hug someone else, wait not for the morrow. Today is what we have – it is God’s gift, When feeling down, give someone else a lift. Realize that rain is just a needed drink, Not a ruined day, no matter what you think. For if it hid its presence, all would die, No flowers to smell, no birds to fly. Without rain, wed not understand the sun. Without pain, no knowledge of what is fun. Accept in life whatever comes your way, Enjoy what is good and know the bad won’t stay. Happiness lies in how you look at things, And, when I think of God, my heart just sings. When He is with me, there’s none too great a task, He’s promised He’d be there, I only need to ask.
