I first met Heather scrapbooking. She is a good writer, whirlwind of productivity and I love and admire her. Heather saw this advertisement in a magazine, made it into her own poem and blog post and encouraged us to do the same. Here’s how my poem would read:
I’m not wealthy, but I certainly feel like it.
I wear sensible shoes so my feet won’t hurt.
I can’t do the splits, or sing in tune or text very fast, but I admire people who can.
I go on regular lunch dates with my husband because they’re cheaper than night dates.
I never hesitate to tell anyone my age because the older I am the more gray hair and pudges I’m allowed.
I celebrate responsibility, enjoy simple things
And always remember my happiness starts with me.
And speaking of shoes, here is my homemaking tip for the day:
Mink oil and saddle soap revive comfortable old shoes nicely. The sandals are close to ten years old and the others are close to five and though they aren’t trendy, I can walk and walk and walk in them with no ill side affects. Thanks to Calvin for cleaning them up for me.
What would your poem say?
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"I don't have a lot of money but I am rich beyond my wildest dreams, I rarely wear shoes because I like to feel the earth beneath my feet, I can't do the splits or rap or text but what I can do I do well, I relish every moment with my husband, and I don't hesitate to share my age (it's 30). I celebrate life and God and goodness and always remember that my happiness starts with me."
That was fun! Thanks, Jane! I loved yours as well :)
i saw the same advertisement and clipped out that poem to post on my bulletin board! i never thought of using it as a springboard for my own poem, however. i wonder what i would say...
Jane - I love your poem! And, you turned it into a tip - of course! I can't imagine your feet ever failing you - they wouldn't dare :)
"I'm lavishly rich but I have to stick to a budget. I don't like shopping for clothes, but I'll shop for shoes any day. I can make a pinata, do my daughter's hair, and turn a cartwheel. I make regular to do lists for my husband, but always pay him in kisses. I never hesitate to tell anyone about my kids. I celebrate childhood, participate in making it special, and do my best to capture it. And I always remember that my own happiness starts with me."
That is a great poem! I love it. A quick one for me:
I’m wealthy, but not by society standards.
I wear sensible shoes and own more for the different hobbies I have than for the different looks I want.
I can’t do the splits and don't own a cell, but with kickboxing I am getting closer to that split and wish people wanted to talk more than text.
I arrange my schedule around my husbands so I am always available to spend time with him if he has it.
I sometimes hesitate to tell my age because I think being young discredits my opinions.
I celebrate the little things, enjoy life fully and remind myself that being a happy person tends to rub off on those around me.
I love this! And now I'm going to have to think about my own poem. Now if only I could make it look as cute as that one...
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