Christmas cookies warm so sweet

Pumpkin, apple, pies to eat

Tempting, tasty, foods abound

When family’s gather all around

They come for love from near and far

Laughter and tears, for lost years

Presents Santa did not bring

That made you cry, stomp your feet

Christmas past, Christmas present

Thoughts of love for those not here

With memories of holidays long past

Filled with love, joy and tears

At end of day, content and full,

We hug and kiss then say goodnight

Merry Christmas and Happy New Year

Hope to see you next year

© Saroya Poirier   Christmas, December 10, 2015 

I an who I am

August 31, 2015

I am who I am

I am not the most beautiful, not the thinnest.

I am uncouth, risqué, sometimes crude

I wasn’t the best mother, I played it by ear

I was too young, but full of love

I tired, failed, tried again

I wasn’t the best dancer

I entertained, had fun,

I am no longer young on the outside

I am still young on the inside

I am still leaning, still trying

I love and I am loved

I am me not you, only me

Love me and I will love you

Dearest Mother Nature

Dearest Mother Nature,

We want to thank you for the snow this year, you have really done a bang up job. But we have one concern. Location. It seems that you are tired of hauling all the snow across the country.  We understand, we really do.  Millions of years of putting that fluffy white stuff around the planet.

Thank you.

But, the Pacific Northwest seems to have been a little ignored.  The North East of the American continent has received more than their fair share of snow.  Our skiers and snow boarders are feeling a little left out.   Our beautiful mountain ranges haven’t received much snow this year. 

New England is thinking about building igloos, they also worry about polar bear relocation.  Did you drop enough snow to accommodate the bear’s needs? Then of course will there be thick enough ice for the penguins that are headed north?   

It would be very nice if you could let us know if some of the humans should move to Middle America, buy up enough land for when the climate change occurs.  Will that be this century or next?

I do believe there are a couple other areas that would really appreciate at least half that snow on their mountains, Texas, California, I am sure there are more.

 I want to thank you for the bluest skies you ever see in Seattle. It really is a beautiful day.

Saroya Poirier © 2015

P.S.  Rain? 

Rain

Wet
not wet
Dry
not dry
Wet

bored

missing Grandma

This morning as I washed the bakelite kitchen utensils that were my grandmothers.. I started to cry. I still miss my grandma, I use her old utensils to cook with.  It is like holding my grandma's hand when I cook..

crazy

I have spent 3 days and several minutes, or hours trying to figure out how to get to this page so i could post.. my computer had to be cleaned, repaired, fixed, found, then sent home to download new this, new that. I had to purchase windows again. I could find my blog but not the page to write on.. had to redo my email and password and TA DA  i am back.

When I die

When I die
I don't want false tears.
If you loved me, be happy I was in your life.
Laugh, cry if you need too and hug everyone.
Remember that part of me will always be with you.
Wear happy colors, don't be somber.
If you didn't like me, don't pretend you did.
If you are happy I am gone, remember, you're next.
Plant a tree with me, apple, cedar, pine, or cherry.
When my tree is big, climb me, swing from my branches.
When my tree bears fruit, eat me, I promise juicy flavor.
If I loved  you, that love lives in you, now pass it on.
Think of the good times, I hope you have at least one.
Love never dies it surrounds you.
Laugh about all those silly things I did, now do some of your own.

I love you

Mom

©Saroya Poirier October 8, 2014

HEY NOT yet, I am not going anytime too soon, I hope.