Cinnamon's Month 2

Turn Out the Light

The house, it is a wreck

And my ire is flaring

This place is a pig sty 

No one else is caring.

Do the dishes, sweep the floor,

Now, or I will ground  you.

If you don't clean in double time

Your sentence will astound you.

I start to seethe.

I need to breath.

Please let me out the door.

I shouldn't talk.

Just let me walk

Until my heart rate's slower.

The sky

Is blue.

The clouds

Are pink.

I breath

In deep.

Ahh...I

Can think.

I walk back in the door

There's more order than there was before.

Perfect, no, better, yes.

The kids have hidden.  They're wise, I guess.

I seek out the baby,

Turn on a CD

Of guitar softly playing

A sweet melody.

With babe in my arms

I turn out the light, 

Breathe baby blond curls

And pace into the night.  

In darkness I can't see 

The grime on the floor,

The clutter in corners,

Or prints on the door.

So when chaos threatens 

To overcome your might,

Just scoop up the baby 

And turn out the light.  

Topic for July

Challenges that become blessings.

Nephi Writes... the Rest

They built a boat, the promised land was waiting.
On board, some were rude and would forget.
To the mast, Nephi was tied,
The ocean raged, his family cried.
Nephi wrote that they repented and were blessed.

In the promised land they built a temple.
The law was kept by his posterity.
While his brothers knew not God,
Nephi grasped the iron rod.
Nephi wrote so they'd remember faithfully.

They spoke of Christ, because of Him, they're joyful.
They wanted all their children to believe.
They wrote of Christ so they may know
To what source they may go
For forgiveness and for peace eternally.

Nephi writes for the learning of his children
Of faith and trials of long ago.
So his children will know
He loves the Father so,
And he writes for the learning of us all.