Sunday Sonnets—I Was Happy Then

I offer again, Sunday Sonnets with little intro or background inspiration this morning for my children are in dire need of an arbitrator, a peace keeper.

What they really need is to have their little whiny, arguing hides tanned and I need some coffee!

I Was Happy Then

I was happy then, smiling .
Hugs and kisses were exchanged
And laughter filled the air.
Serenity, though but a dream.

Thuds and screaming.  Doors slammed.
“I want it!”  “No I want it!”
Battle lines drawn.  Warriors engaged.
Chaos. Calamity–this is real!

Why do we have to fight
And argue over every little thing?
There’s at least a thousand toys
And you all want the same one?

Just let me go back to sleep….
I was happy then.

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07

Sep 2008

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  1. 1

    I hear you. My kids were arguing over who got to play with the bigger beach ball today. There’s about a 1/2 inch diameter difference.

  2. amy #
    2

    Oh, the story of my life!