Wishing you 'Big Mud Puddles and Sunny Yellow Dandelions'!!!!!!


From trying to pick over a thousand thoughts on what my most ideal first post should be, and instead picking from one of them, I'm going to let this poem " Big Mud Puddles and Sunny Yellow Dadelions" do the talking. The authour is unknown, yet I somehow feel I have know her, met her many a times. It was send to me by one of my angel friend some years ago and it says most of what I wish for all of you. More than anything this poem is the ideal introduction to my blog.... to life 'n living though my eyes. 



Big Mud Puddles and Sunny Yellow Dandelions!!!
Authour Unknown

When I look at a patch of dandelions, I see a bunch of weeds that are going to take over my yard.
My kids see flowers for Mom and blowing white fluff you can wish on.

When I look at an old drunk and he smiles at me, I see a smelly, dirty person who probably wants money and I look away.
My kids see someone smiling at them and they smile back.

When I hear Music I love, I know I can't carry a tune and don't have much rhythm so i sit self-consciously and listen. 
My kids feel the beat and move to it. They sing out the words. If they don't know them, they make up their own.

When I feel wind on my face I brace myself against it. I feel it messing up my hair and pulling me back when I walk. 
My kids close their eyes, spread their arms and fly with it,  until they fall to the ground laughing.

When I pray. I say thee and thou and grant me this and give me that. 
My kids say, "Hi God! Thanks for my toys and my friends. Please keep the bad dreams away tonight. Sorry, I don't want to go to Heaven yet. I would miss my Mommy and Daddy."

When I see a mud puddle I step around it. I see muddy shoes and dirty carpets. 
My kids sit in it. They see dams to build, rivers to cross, and worms to play with. 

I wonder if we are given kids to teach or to learn from. 

I wish you Big Mud Puddles and Sunny Yellow Dandelions!!! 

Comments

  1. Unknown18 April 2009 at 06:44

    Beautiful first post. Looking forward to reading many more.

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  2. Ashwadhy20 April 2009 at 10:52

    Thanks, Chrysalis. Though I have been a little wary of blogging, I must say it feels nice.

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  3. mathew27 April 2009 at 23:02

    lovely...such a fresh piece of writing...

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  4. Ashwadhy28 April 2009 at 17:07

    Thanks Mathew... Wishing you big mud puddles and sunny yellow dandelions always!

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  5. Anonymous17 August 2009 at 11:16

    that was such a lovely writing....
    n great way of introducing..
    wishing you big mud puddles and sunny yellow daffodils..

    ReplyDelete

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