‘Making room for her nearly 8 year old things’ ~ poem

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‘Making Room for her nearly 8 year old Things’

 

We often tell our daughter that she needs to de-clutter,

“To make room for more tat!”, I say with a mutter;

Her room needs a sort out with a fine tooth-comb,

For the old toys that now need a new home…

 

Instead of tidying, she’s often found playing,

Unearthing old toys that it seems are now staying,

“It’s a pre-school book, you no longer need,

It’s been in a box, chapter books you now read!”

 

Okay, she tells me, she’ll sort that box out,

So I leave her to playing, not sorting, no doubt;

But a little while later she presents a small pile,

Of nick-nacks that I’ve not seen for a while…

 

“I don’t need these now, they’re too young for me!

I’ve had them since I was around about three.”

‘Tis true and my heart, well it does a small flip,

Cos I know she’s growing up in a hop and skip!

 

Peppa Pig, Disney Princesses are all relegated

To the ‘not wanted’ stack, I feel somewhat deflated…

But you know what?  It’s all good and exciting,

The next step of our journey that it seems we’re alighting…

 

With makeup, with fashions, with disco lights,

With pop music, with dancing and slightly later nights,

All signs our little girl is little no more,

As she practices dance moves on the living floor.

 

We see her character growing and growing,

Moulding to where the wind takes her, it’s blowing!

Leaving her old toys, all stacked up in the wings

Making room for her nearly 8 year old things…

 

By Carol Cameleon 2017

How do you cope when your child decides they’re suddenly too old for the toys that, actually remind you of their earlier days? Does your heart skip a beat of excitement or is it bittersweet?  I’d love to know!  Please comment below or tweet me @AllSortsHere

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This adventure they call parenthood ~ poem #WonderfulWorldofWriting

I try to include writing quite regularly on my blog and because my blog is about positive thinking, I wanted to explain in this post why my writing posts may not *always* follow suit…

Meanwhile, here are my thoughts on parenthood…

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This adventure they call parenthood

This adventure, this journey

They call ‘parenthood’,

Began with 2 lines on a test,

Mouths wide open we stood…

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…In disbelief, in awe,

In excitement, in glee,

A mummy and daddy to

a new life we would be.

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Tears and tantrums would come,

All this and much more,

That’s just me and hubby

Throwing ourselves on the floor…

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It’s a privileged position to nurture a baby,

To guide them, to love them,

Unconditionally,

No ‘maybe’.

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The best adventure you’ll have

Of that there’s no doubt.

There’s no love quite like it,

As we have found out…

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By Carol Cameleon 2017

What’s been the nicest adventure you’ve had in parenthood so far or what are you looking forward to?  I’d love to know!  Please comment below or tweet me @AllSortsHere

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“It’s time” ~ poem

How are you doing with your resolutions and goals?

Were they set at the beginning of the year?

Or did you say to yourself…

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I said that to myself and I started my gratitude journal in December one year instead of 1st of January!  It helps me to focus on my happiness each week.

It’s such a great tool for focussing on gratitude that I thought “why wait?”

I saw little point in waiting because…

When you wait you do nothing,

you make time stand still.

You don’t tick or tock,

you procrastinate at will.

When time stands still,

the world still moves on…

Life goes on around you

it waits for no one.

If you wait for a chance

you’re a fool to be sure;

you should try all the locks

to open the door!

For when you wait, you do nothing,

chances are you’ll lose out;

don’t wait, you can do it,

of that there’s no doubt…

By Carol Cameleon 2017

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Do you procrastinate or are you a ‘the time is now’ person?  I’d love to know!  Please comment below or tweet me @AllSortsHere

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Prose for Thought blog linky ~ 3rd November 2016

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A very warm welcome to Prose for Thought.  I’ve been joining in with this linky for some time now and for good reason – I love the variety (and sheer quality) of writing each time.  Therefore I am delighted to be hosting for Vicky this week.

So, let’s link up!..

If you have written a piece of original poetry, prose or fiction and would like to share it, then please link up below. The link is open until 9.30pm the following Monday. I will read every single post linked up and share them across my various social media. Please also share your poem and use the #Prose4T hashtag. If you include me in your tweet, I will retweet ~ @AllSortsHere. Please also use the badge below if you are linking up – it helps to publicise Vicky’s linky to others.

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Another Brick in the Wall ~ poem #WonderfulWorldofWriting

Have you got some writing to share?  I’d love you to share your writing with me.  Please link up below – it’s open all month (and if you choose to – and if you don’t blog – please tweet your post url to me @AllSortsHere and include #WonderfulWorldofWriting or simply #www )


Poetry, prose, short stories 500 words or under, flash fiction.  Anything goes!  As many as you like!

#WonderfulWorldofWriting is a monthly feature on my blog (new link opens 1st Wednesday of the month).   #www for short because we can share a wonderful world of writing on the world wide web! 🙂

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I’ve mentioned before that our garden is very small and when we moved house, it was in Autumn, so we didn’t spend any time out there.

When spring sprung, we decided to pretty it up and painted the wall.  It might not look very tidy but we had loads of fun painting it and it really brightens up the garden, in fact the whole back area of our block of houses.

It also inspired this poem…

Another Brick in the Wall

When your garden is dull and really quite small,

You can pretty it up, let’s start with the wall!

You can paint it all over, in one block of red,

Or paint random bricks different colours instead!

You can each take a turn with yellow, red or pink,

Whatever the pattern, it looks great, don’t you think?

It’s a breath of fresh air, it’s a cheerful sight,

On a Summer’s day and an Autumnal night.

It’s brightened our garden, our haven, our place,

To chill our boots and to slow down the pace.

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By Carol Cameleon 2016

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How a Kinder Surprise moment perked me up ~ #poem

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I was feeling pretty rotten and our daughter picked up on this.

She made me a Kinder Surprise ‘get well soon’ present from some of her treasured My Little Pony haul…

Trust me, that’s special!

She carefully wrapped it all up in tissue and presented me with something to perk me up.

And it did.  Well, wouldn’t it perk you up?!

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And here’s a poem inspired by my ‘kinder’ surprise 🙂

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‘There’s nothing else quite like it…’

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When you’re feeling poorly and want to stay in bed,

When you have to get up and face the world instead,

When your daughter makes something for you to make you right as rain,

When it makes you smile and feel like ‘you’ again…

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It’s really such a simple thing that comes right from the heart,

It fills your heart with lots of love and that’s a great start,

It’s not on prescription and it’s completely free,

It’s the best medicine and it’s from her to me…

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It’s filled with lots of love and cuddles and kisses galore,

It really is addictive; it keeps you wanting more,

It’s unconditional love, for when you’re feeling low,

It gets rid of the nasty bugs and gives you a warm glow…

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There’s nothing else quite like it for when you’re feeling blue,

There’s no better way I know to make you feel like ‘you’,

There’s a natural drug that’s guaranteed to fight the bugs,

There’s a medicine that’s filled with lots of love and lots of hugs!

By Carol Cameleon 2016

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Has your child (or anyone) done something similar to perk you up?  What makes you feel better?  I’d love to hear!  Please comment below or tweet me @AllSortsHere

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A Comfortable Racket ~ #FlashFiction

‘A Comfortable Racket’ ~ Flash Fiction

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Photo copyright of Amy Reese

When the shutters opened again, they would provide comfort to the community.

Nobody needed that comfort more than Sonny.  He had come he from – well he wasn’t certain where he had come from.  But even this clinical, draughty, nuts-and-bolts, industrial shell of a corridor was luxury compared to that place.

Most of which he had pushed from his memory.

He had heard the unmistakable racket of the shutters going up and down oh, so many times.  They were part of his daily routine now.  Part of daily comfort.

But no one knew when the shutters would open again…

…which was not a very comforting thought.

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Main picture source: via FridayFictioneers

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with Rochelle Wiseoff-Fields’ Friday Fictioneers prompt

Please do feel free to comment but likewise, please do note that I would prefer not to

receive constructive criticism.  

(This time anyway…)

Thanks in advance…

Carol Cameleon

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A Spectacle ~ #FlashFiction

‘A Spectacle’ ~ Flash Fiction

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Photo copyright of Roger Bultot

He wasn’t sure what had brought him here.  In truth, he didn’t know where he was but looking at the window, he guessed it was an old converted church.

He hadn’t been to church for years.

Perhaps this was his calling?

Then, a distraction.

He could see a reflection in his glasses; they were lights that moved as he did and followed his every move.

Yet when he took his glasses off to see the source, the light was nowhere to be seen.

Was it a trick of the light or a trick of his mind?

A trick that resulted in him seeing things from a different point of view?

Ironic that taking his glasses off helped him to see more clearly.

He felt sure that he had lost his religion, as he moved to ascend the stairs.

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Main picture source: via FridayFictioneers

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with Rochelle Wiseoff-Fields’ Friday Fictioneers prompt

Please do feel free to comment but likewise, please do note that I would prefer not to

receive constructive criticism.  

(This time anyway…)

Thanks in advance…

Carol Cameleon

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‘Square Peg’ ~ Flash Fiction

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The next clue was, “Take the key from ‘around’ the floor to be ‘this way up’ .”

“Unlock the round containers; next clue must be in the box on the windowsill,” the contestant thought out loud, head spinning, as he solved the clue.

You really had to think outside the box in this cryptic adventure…

but first you had to fit a square peg into a round hole…

The clock was ticking.

It was a lose-lose situation.

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Main picture source: via FridayFictioneers

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with Rochelle Wiseoff-Fields’ Friday Fictioneers prompt

Please do feel free to comment but likewise, please do note that I would prefer not to

receive constructive criticism.  

(This time anyway…)

Thanks in advance…

Carol Cameleon

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Visiting hours ~ flash fiction

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She loved cliches.  She could use them ’til the cows came home!

Her life had been full of cliches recently, or at least close to cliches.

She’d come to terms with a lot of things; she’d overcome a whole range of emotions and now she felt another chapter closing.

At first, she’d found it really hard to let go but then she’d seen the sense.  In fact she’d seen how it had all slotted into place perfectly, almost as if it was meant to be.

She’d taken comfort in that.  After weeks of sorting, clearing, reminiscing, she was now stepping through the door for the very last time.

She was just a visitor now.  The limbo was gone.  Time to move on.

Time for one last look around and then she’d close the door, lock it and she’d start again; a new chapter with so many exciting things on the horizon.  She hadn’t even realised that she was ready for all of this.  But she was.

It was all meant to be…

Visiting hours were over at last.

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Inspired by and sharing with ‘The Prompt’: The Visitor…
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