The perfect week

If I had any say

and had my way

I would outlaw Monday

I would just say

no to Monday

You’re not welcome here

no way.

If I had any say

and had my way

I’d rethink Tuesday

I would say

maybe no Tuesday

no Tuesday today.

If I had any say

and had my way

I’d ban Wednesday

I’d say

Wednesday

go away.

If I had any say

and had my way

I’d keep Thursday

I’d say

you’re okay, Thursday

you can stay.

If I had any say

and had my way

I’d make Friday

the play day

play, play,

all day.

If I had any say

and had my way

I’d say, Saturday,

I’m too tired to play

let me sleep today

on Saturday.

If I had any say

and had my way

I’d say welcome Sunday

I will take today

and pray

and not at all worry

because there is no Monday.

© 2013 ck’s days

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My blue little alien

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My blue little alien is sticky

sticky, sticky.

He is a gift from my buddy

to me, to me.

BUT

he does not stick to the wall,

he does not stick to the wall at all.

He does not stick to the fridge,

he does not stick to the fridge one smidge.

545930_586485711414989_313897472_nHe does not stick to the door,

He does not stick to the door anymore.

He does not stick to the window,

he does not stick to the window SO

Kate said, “Maybe he will stick to the ceiling.”

I replied, “He will not stick to the ceiling I’m believing.”

BUT

Kate became boss and gave him a toss

and I could not believe what I was seeing –

my blue little alien stuck to the ceiling!

AND

he did not want to come down.

Oh, my blue little alien is sure a clown.

© 2013 ck’s days

Make no mistake – I am a Mama Bear, too!

I heard what you said

and I don’t appreciate it

not one little bit

but there’s nothing I can do about it.

I have to forgive

and move right along

but I’m not perfect

so I’m staying wrong until I’m strong.

Not all mama bears

come from blood

some just come from love

so you better not mess with any cub.

But you did.

To share your words

would only cause pain

and a lot of anger

with a lot to lose and nothing to gain.

I’ll keep it inside

I won’t tell or share

and when I see you

I’ll be giving you that mama bear glare.

Oh yeah, I am watching you.

© 2013 ck’s days

Food for thought:

Yeah, it’s kinda like this

shoulda, woulda, coulda

I saw you sitting there

and it just ain’t fair.

The museum must have lost a piece of art

when you walked out and stole my heart.

So…

I should walk right over

It would start our forever

We could be together

I just bet.

Instead I have this regret –

I shoulda,

woulda,

coulda…

but didn’t.

© 2013 ck’s days

Diagnosis

I just knew I was sick as can be

there had to be something seriously wrong with me.

Of all the people that ever lived in history

no one has ever been quite as sick as yours truly.

Turns out my only malady

is a case of anxiety.

Really?

I thought for sure I was a goner, see,

And this diagnosis doesn’t exactly

help me.

© 2013 ck’s days

Red Light

Here I am

waiting, hating

the red light.

Wishing I

coulda, shoulda

taken a right.

Traffic is

going not slowing

in front of me.

I am here

slow, a no-go

and I want to be.

So red light

will you help me out?

I need to

make a left turn right now.

I am so

tired of being stuck here –

I need you

to give me the all clear.

This one change

will all begin with you

If you will

just turn and let me through.

Please let me

be on my way

and leave all

this to yesterday.

Here I am

waiting, hating

the red light.

Wishing I

coulda, shoulda

taken a right.

© 2013 ck’s days