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Remembering Back

The following post was inspired by V.J.’s Weekly Challenge #93: remember.

 

My three sons.

3 brothers

Oh how I miss those days so much

Getting a smile from a gentle touch

Watching you sleep was such a joy

I was blessed with 3 baby boys

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Our Wedding Day

wedding day

 

Remembering back I have to say

Twas such a lovely wedding day

I wouldn’t change it for the world

You’ve made me such a happy girl

I love you more than I did back then

I’ll love you more beyond the end

 

 

 

 

Every Picture Tells a Story – It’s a Dogs Life

The Tree Fort
How I want to be a bird up in a tree
Singing songs and chirping, chasing bumblebees
I tried to build a nest, thinking maybe I could fly
Turn into a bird, and soar way up high
Gathered all the leaves and twigs, together to be bound
Now I am exhausted with a tree fort on the ground
Actually, it is quite nice, with all the leaves covering me
I can hide right here escaping, the bath that I so need
Bored
 
We are two dogs that are bored as can be
Lying on the kitchen floor waiting for a treat
A walk would be nice, out in the sun
Go to the park for a little run
The cat is upstairs hiding…….. from us right now
If he’d come down, we could chase him all around
Swimming at the lake would be lots of fun
Guess we’ll just have to wait for the time to come
Trim My Paws
 
Why do you look so shocked that I jumped up here
The groomer made me get on her table, so why can’t I here
I went to school today and got one paw groomed
So get out the scissors and please finish them soon
You saw how she did it, so please give it a try
Make the other ones pretty, I am not shy
One night after obedience training I asked the groomer/trainer how to trim the fur on my dog’s paws and so she took us into her grooming room and showed me on one of her paws. When we got home Magz jumped up onto the table as if to say “Okay now finish the other three”
 
© 2011 Susan Zutautas 
 
 

She Was the Sun

This poem was written in response to July Writing Prompts over at Putting My Feet in the Dirt.

She was the sun

She warmed my heart

I never knew that we would part

She was so young

It wasn’t fair

Still, I see her everywhere

She dries my tears

When I cry

Wanting her to be alive

She comes to me in the night

When I dream all is right

She was my mother

And will always be

A big part of me

 

© Susan Zutautas 2019

 

 

Every Picture Tells a Story

Three poems and pictures about my Newfoundland dogs.

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Bugs Bunny and Mother Hubbard

By Sarah Catherine Martin [Public domain], via Wikimedia Commons
By Sarah Catherine Martin [Public domain], via Wikimedia Commons




One day when Mother Hubbard was at home
She tried to feed her big dog a bone
The dog had already helped himself, and gobbled
The two I hear had quite the squabble



Bugs Bunny is a silly wabbit
Stealing from gardens, all the carrots
Daffy Duck has tried to stop him, not having any luck
Look out farmers,  Bugs Bunny is running a muck 




I had so much fun writing my first “Clerihew” poem about Richard Nixon that I had to write a few more.

If you’re wondering what a Clerihew is, it’s a four line poem style that was invented by Edmund Clerihew Bentley. To read more about it and Edmund you can find it on Wikipedia

Head in the Clouds

Billowy white puffs

  
Endlessly floating across


Uniting as one

 


Blue peeking through

                                                                                        Cloudy haze hanging about

                                                                                        Will it rain or shine
                               





Heavens open up
                                           

Vibrant rays illuminate


Peacefully calming  

 


Stormful sky’s appear

Humidity surmounting

Take cover my friends

 

 

 

Thunder, lightning, rain
 
Hellacious torrential downpour
 
Saturating all




© Copyright 2013 Susan Zutautas