Life

I was a little tired this morning when I started to blog, so I thought I would check out some poems. BTW- I am not talented in this area at all; I think a lot, but I really can't come up with anything useful. I thought this life poem was very good. I will add my little comments to some of the statements. This woman knew what she was talking about when she wrote this poem. All I can say is take time for God, your friends, your loved ones, and don't forget your little ones; they grow up so very fast.


IF I HAD MY LIFE TO LIVE OVER - by Erma Bombeck

I would have gone to bed when I was sick instead of pretending the earth would go into a holding pattern if I weren't there for the day.


I would have burned the pink candle sculpted like a rose before it melted in storage.


I would have talked less and listened more.
(This one is so very important)

I would have invited friends over to dinner even if the carpet was stained or the sofa faded.
(I am a Janitor, I invite people over when the carpet is stained, feel guilty because my grandson was laying on it looking like that, so I spend two hours the next evening cleaning it)

I would have eaten the popcorn in the 'good' living room and worried much less about the dirt when someone wanted to light a fire in the fireplace.

I would have taken the time to listen to my grandfather ramble about his youth.

I would never have insisted the car windows be rolled up on a summer day because my hair had just been teased and sprayed.


I would have sat on the lawn with my children and not worried about grass stains.

I would have cried and laughed less while watching television and more while watching life.

I would never have bought anything just because it was practical, wouldn't show soil, or was guaranteed to last a lifetime.

Instead of wishing away nine months of pregnancy, I'd have cherished every moment and realized that the wonderment growing inside me was the only chance in life to assist God in a miracle.


When my kids kissed me impetuously, I would never have said, "Later. Now go get washed up for dinner."
(This one touched my heart strings)

There would have been more "I love you's." More "I'm sorry's."
(I try very hard with this one; I want my family and friends to know I love them. I try to not just say it, but I try and show it as much as possible)

But mostly, given another shot at life, I would seize every minute, look at it and really see it, live it and never give it back.
(I can say I really do try to seize every minute)