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I Have Problems Quitting

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Don’t Know When to Quit By Mary J Williams © No outside work for me today                                           My back and arms say no Too much digging and pulling So, now I’m moving slow Played a couple of games Did some email too Going to the library Give hubby something to do   On the way home Stopped at East End Drug Talked about our dogs That we all give big hugs Then on to the house I knew what I had to do Pulled in and parked Bag of weeds, quite a few Hauled the bag down the hill Bag’s bottom is nice and hard So slid it down, no lifting Time to empty, I'm out of yard Here I have to lift But two handles help me do it Then just twist back and forth The stuff comes out bit by bit Back up the hill What do gardeners do? They see a weed growing there And more then just a few So, bend and pull And pull some more One’s a little tough It’s quite a chore Uh oh, the back gave out I really have to quit The pulling hard was too much I just have no more grit So back up the hill I go

It's All In My Head

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 While I was watering the other day, around the 10th of August, everywhere I looked it seemed something was going on. A hole in the ground, where I think a chipmunk resides. Then mounds of dirt in my front yard again. The mole was pretty busy. I glanced around and saw all the places Wild Ginger was growing. I don't plant them there, the ants do that. I just wish they wouldn't plant them in sunny areas. Oh, and the hostas now chewed down to nubbins. The deer come up the driveway, or go down it and stop for a treat! Every time I saw a new spot, a poem would form in my mind. When I got in the house and at my computer, the computer wasn't working. I grabbed a pen and paper and started writing. Kind of a condensed poem. One that included most everything. I never did finish it until this morning. Poems In My Head By Mary J Williams © The other day While working outside Started many poems Thoughts I didn’t try One about the piles Of dirt upon the ground Meant the mighty mole Reall

It Was My Fault

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 Sometimes you get busy and you know there is something you are supposed to do but you put it off. Last night was one of those nights! I bring in the sunflower seed and the nut mixture feeder and put the water wiggler on the deck floor stuck in a corner where, hopefully, the raccoons will leave it alone.  I really did "think" about moving all the feeders around 7:40 p.m., but then, my second thought was, the birds still are feeding, well some were, so I left them out.  I was doing a project of typing up all my mom's recipe stash into my cookbook on the computer.  Of course, the time flies by! After finally finishing that, I decided to play a game and check some of my friends pages and a multitude of other tasks I enjoy doing on the computer.  It got way late. It was almost 11 p.m. when it dawned on me that I didn't bring in my two feeders.  Would you believe I took my camera with me. No, I didn't do that. Went to the door, turned on the light and there she was, ea
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Lacy By Mary J Williams ©                                                                            My little girl does fine                                                             Why is it that during the day? When nighttime comes Things tend to go astray Lacy likes cantaloupe I gave her to much She really likes it I gave her a bunch Some I had purchased It wasn’t the good stuff I got from the neighbors But she sure had enough The thing is this Rosebud had some too Her system didn’t get messed up She didn’t get sick, I have no clue Lacy was up several times About every hour during the night Letting her outside It’s me that looks a fright That was the first night No cantaloupe for her Just the regular treats So, things back the way they were That didn’t happen Last night the same Little whines woke me up Like a good mommy, I came Let her outside again Waited around for a bit Then back inside Hope this soon quits I realized this morning It’s like when I had a baby You sleep, but l