Tantrum Queen

via Daily Prompt: Tantrum

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Oh ! My little darling,

Just added 4 to her age,

Was yelling, crying and wailing,

Was in a fit of rage !

Fit of rage, Not for a toy, not for a crayon,

Not for a chocolate, and not for  pop corn,

But to put her shoe on, Which she couldn’t,

I tried to help, allow ? She just wouldn’t..

All through the car ride on the hills,

She threw tantrums with all her skills,

My attempts to calm her were inept,

The driver giving glances, challenging me on motherhood precepts.

Reaching the room, I tried the cartoon channel,

Tried to pacify her through the food funnel,

Simple splashes of water on her face, gave her the breather,

Respite writ large on my face, her hiatus was my biggest appeaser.

 

 

 

The Connect.

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I thought, I lost my source file,

My connect to the power that governs the universe, until,

Someone asked me,

What do you do for a living ?

I realized, I breathe to live and I connected to my breath.

An old lady once told me, I like you. I remember you because of your smile and I connected to my smile.

My children tell me, you are the best mother in the whole world and we love you, I connect to the love within me.

I feed a hungry person with some food, I connect to the humanity within me.

I take care of my family and home, I connect to the divinity within me.

I enjoy the sounds  of nature and connect to the music within me.

I rhyme and echo with who I am and what I am, I connect with the silence within me, I connect with the power, I connect with the source to live !!