Shirley Waugh
Midwest, Oklahoma, USA
Shirley WaughMidwest, Oklahoma, USA |
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Shirley is an LVN with a Business Management degree, an ex-WAF-USAF, and currently enrolled in private investigator studies. She has had poetry and articles published in The National Library of Poetry, Reader's Digest, Accent On Living, and the book, "We Made Our Own Fun" to mention a few. She writes sporadically between carrying for a quadraplegic husband who runs the Oklahoma office for the Masonic Service Association, a hospital visitation program, three dogs, while completing all household chores inside and outside. "Stay busy," she says is her phylosophy. |
ObservationWhen you see a person smiling,Their eyes gleaming bright, You can be certain, They are living life right. The Lord is within them, Giving solace when they need, Sharing only utter peace, To carry them through a deed. We never know what pains, Another person bares, But we can be certain, God consoles them in their cares. So when you are in need of help, Call on the person with a smile, They will gladly tend to you, Right now instead of a little while. | Oh MyThe grass is coming up again.The grass is coming up. It is reaching nearly to my chin. I wonder where those ants have been? The cardinal and bluejay bright, Wintered here both day and night. My lawnmower is a frightful sight. I am sure it grew two feet last night. The grass is coming up again. The grass is coming up. | Fresh BreadSaturday was a perfect day,To make a loaf of bread. Never did I imagine, I was going over my head. The yeast was added, To the flour mix with flare, A cheesecloth placed all over, It didn't dare have cold air. The loaf was placed in the oven. It baked a wood-tan brown. At dinner everyone salivated, The most wonderful smell around. The knife began at the crust, Then quickly bent in half. Those seated at the table, Broke into a hearty laugh. Into the trash this loaf went, To continue life at the fill. I often wonder if it is, Intact out there still? |