Homemaker, homemaker, housewife or slave? The rating was mighty low that I gave Lots of my attitudes have shifted by far ever since escaping in my tired old car Trial by fire or something like that I seem to have 9 lives, maybe I’m a cat Making us a home each hour of the day making things lovely but smart all the way A home maker proud is what I am now for Life knows the way and I’m learning how
©Jeannie M Myers ~ 10/7/2019
Any thing can happen now The moon can jump over the cow The millionaire could call tonight Fifty wrongs could make a right Yes, any thing can happen now My head could fall off when I bow My car might operate upside down My face might freeze next time I frown Yes, any thing can happen now Cancer came I don’t know how Healing me was my desire But our home was stolen by the fire I’m happy to learn I’m still alive Lymphoma’s gone, thank God I’ll thrive Our brand-new home’s a gift divine Any thing can happen in this world of mine
©Jeannie M Myers ~ 6/27/2019
One more change of address blown Another error, loud I groan I did it once, it didn’t stick Repeating efforts make me sick I told them that I moved again I even noted where and when But Triple A has botched it all I need to make another call Then SSA and Medicare Can’t risk mistake, don’t even dare But sure enough they got it wrong Thankfully I heard the gong Patience Jeannie, yes I say We’re human every single day Forgive myself and others too Even when it’s wrong they do
©Jeannie M Myers ~ 6/26/2019
Perpetual shopping with no sign of stopping my bank account’s dropping but still more I’m needing So tired of it all I feel ready to fall or crash through a wall my psyche is bleeding Lord give me a break much more I can’t take asleep or awake my hope is receding I’ve got the Camp Fire blues right down to my shoes rise up if we CHOOSE just hear us all pleading rise up, Rise Up, RISE UP!
©Jeannie M Myers ~ 6/26/2019
This low humidity and strong winds taunt me while memories of November haunt me. But this is different says PG&E. We shut the power off for your safety. So I’m drinking warm water. Black coffee and oatmeal will do til ‘lectricity restarts my fridge and my A/C comes back on too. In the meantime I’m repotting my plants and I’m trying to be grateful that this time PG&E took no chance
©Jeannie M Myers ~ 6/9/2019
Oh, such a grand love affair we had Our time together was rich and good Not one thing ever seemed bad We lived together for sixteen years Never doubting, never wondering Our deepest love contained no fears Then one morning the dawn was dark The sky was black and ominous Destruction followed one spark He left me then, in a whirl of flame Stealing every single thing I owned My heart would never be the same Such devastating loss, oh how will I heal? With so much ripped violently away I must be dead, I’m numb, I cannot feel Then time begins its healing march and life begins to restore my heart Upward, onward, in a rising arch Now there’s a new love on the horizon promising beauty and serenity But how do I know it’s not a con? Dare I open my heart to a new abode? How much grief can one soul hold? Am I ready, or will I implode? Update: Absolutely ready, I’m in love with my new home!
©Jeannie M Myers ~ 3/19/2019
All I see is a pile of ash beneath black pines and a threatening sky Live here again some future day? Not me, not I It’s time to say goodbye to the Lindholm Lane in my memory banks For our safe escape that morning I can only give thanks
©Jeannie M Myers ~ 3/5/2019
©Jeannie M Myers ~ 12/23/2018
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©Jeannie M Myers ~ 10/23/2018
