I forgot to tell everyone I went to bed at 1:30AM and woke up from bad, bad dreams where my father was attacking me at 8:00AM. I sure was glad to find my bed with nobody but me in it. Thank God I woke up. I did not want to stay in that dream. Reality was a relief.
Alex came home, and after the initial shock of his room being cleaned up, I think he likes it. I am so glad to see his desk again. I vacuumed my room and straightened up from sleeping. I still have not gotten to my shower. I guess that is next.
Alex wants to go to town so we may do that later today. If not, tomorrow for sure. I have to frame a picture for Mom today. I am glad I slept more last night. It was nice to wake up fully refreshed. The day is going good so far.
I finally managed to wake up. I am listening to music as I type. I am glad I loaded all the new stuff into my computer so that I can listen to it randomly. I love getting different artists without having to listen to the radio.
A poem… of mine this time, one of the old ones:
A chair scraped across protesting floor
With a grating, irritating whine –
While in a forest majestic virgin
Chainsaws began to whine –
No thought was being given
To the repercussions of the act –
More trees would grow
No oxygen would be lacked –
Money was to be made at market
Lumber business was very good –
Environment did not matter
A whining chair crossing floor –
The forest has grown ever smaller
Many trees have been slain –
The whining chair has fallen silent
No more movement it proclaimed…
© Jo Ann J. A. Jordan
Yes, I admit it. I am a bit of a tree hugger, not too bad though. I love the forest and always have. I hope the poem makes someone think, even though it is an old one.