Fitted Sheets
Growing up is not for the cowardly.16 total reviews
Comment from Shirley E Kennedy
Hi Rox.
I understand,
Folding fitted sheets and growing up are strangely a quirky mix.
I enjoy your individuality and freedom in your poetry.
Well done
Shirley
reply by the author on 05-Jul-2019
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Hi Rox.
I understand,
Folding fitted sheets and growing up are strangely a quirky mix.
I enjoy your individuality and freedom in your poetry.
Well done
Shirley
Comment Written 05-Jul-2019
reply by the author on 05-Jul-2019
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Thanks so much Shirley. Just blowing off steam. =}
Comment from Teri7
Rox, Don't feel bad my friend. Our five year old grandson tell me, "Mam Maw just don't sing! lol Made me sad at first, but happy they enjoy hearing me sing specials at church. I guess to each their own. This is a very cute poem you have penned my friend. When they are mean to you just remember Jesus loves you and you can make a joyful noise to Him at any time. He loves it! love you and blessings, Teri
reply by the author on 04-Jul-2019
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Rox, Don't feel bad my friend. Our five year old grandson tell me, "Mam Maw just don't sing! lol Made me sad at first, but happy they enjoy hearing me sing specials at church. I guess to each their own. This is a very cute poem you have penned my friend. When they are mean to you just remember Jesus loves you and you can make a joyful noise to Him at any time. He loves it! love you and blessings, Teri
Comment Written 04-Jul-2019
reply by the author on 04-Jul-2019
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Oh that's funny. Kids are so honest. The little brats. =} Thanks so much, I am very glad Jesus doesn't mind my singing. =}
Comment from Ulla
Hi Roxanna, but you just hit a core with this wonderful poem. If anyone thinks it's a dance on roses to grow up, they can think again. The path is littered with dos and don'ts. I remember it well. Great poem. All best. Ulla:)))
reply by the author on 04-Jul-2019
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Hi Roxanna, but you just hit a core with this wonderful poem. If anyone thinks it's a dance on roses to grow up, they can think again. The path is littered with dos and don'ts. I remember it well. Great poem. All best. Ulla:)))
Comment Written 04-Jul-2019
reply by the author on 04-Jul-2019
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As I said, growing up isn't for cowards. =} But I still had a much easier childhood then you my dear. Thanks so much. Rox
Comment from nancy_e_davis
I don't even try to sing anymore. I lost my voice when I developed an allergy to Oleanders and coughed so much It injured my voice box. Strange they put up with your singing all those years. Maybe someone ate his Cheerios. LOL Fitted sheets? I know how, they still are not neat folded. LOL I made up a few words once for a nonsense poem contest and won first prize. This was a hoot, Rox. Nancy:)
reply by the author on 03-Jul-2019
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I don't even try to sing anymore. I lost my voice when I developed an allergy to Oleanders and coughed so much It injured my voice box. Strange they put up with your singing all those years. Maybe someone ate his Cheerios. LOL Fitted sheets? I know how, they still are not neat folded. LOL I made up a few words once for a nonsense poem contest and won first prize. This was a hoot, Rox. Nancy:)
Comment Written 03-Jul-2019
reply by the author on 03-Jul-2019
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I'm so sorry, that doesn't sound like fun. Yes, I don't understand why I can't sing. They are all party poopers!! =} Thanks so much dear.
Comment from WryWriter
I wish I had a six star to give this fabulous work!! I love it!! And don't you ever grow up! Be yourself. Be happy. Just do it more quietly at work if you have to. The world, sometimes, seems to have lost its sense of humor. As long as the work is getting done, I'd much rather work where there is laughter and singing than where there is bickering and backstabbing. Too many employers think people should act like robots. The same employers usually have a high turnover rate and then want to ask themselves why. Go figure! I absolutely loved this: "My voice you see, never made it past twelve, It's kind of a combination of Fozzie Bear and an elf." Why don't you make a poem entitled something like "My words" or "My Dictionary?" I would love to read some of your made up words!! (btw: I don't fold fitted sheets. I roll them up like a military styled tee-shirt. No, I don't iron them either. LOL!)
reply by the author on 03-Jul-2019
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I wish I had a six star to give this fabulous work!! I love it!! And don't you ever grow up! Be yourself. Be happy. Just do it more quietly at work if you have to. The world, sometimes, seems to have lost its sense of humor. As long as the work is getting done, I'd much rather work where there is laughter and singing than where there is bickering and backstabbing. Too many employers think people should act like robots. The same employers usually have a high turnover rate and then want to ask themselves why. Go figure! I absolutely loved this: "My voice you see, never made it past twelve, It's kind of a combination of Fozzie Bear and an elf." Why don't you make a poem entitled something like "My words" or "My Dictionary?" I would love to read some of your made up words!! (btw: I don't fold fitted sheets. I roll them up like a military styled tee-shirt. No, I don't iron them either. LOL!)
Comment Written 02-Jul-2019
reply by the author on 03-Jul-2019
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Thank you dear. My mom and dad had nice voice, I'm not sure what happen to me. ={ One of the words I say all the time is 'smelcome' for welcome. If I say 'you're welcome' now everyone says, "Why didn't you day smelcome?" And these are adults asking this. So I have to always remember to say You're smelcome. Be careful what you start. =} I also always say, okey mokey, when someone tells me to do something. It's better than saying, drop dead. I say piddiley diddiley all the time, when I'm upset about something. Better than say %$#@!@#$. Some of these are just my own version of other saying. The bad thing is I can't remember half of them because they are so dumb. =]
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I love it! You should put these "word versions" in a puzzle book for children. Have them guess what you are saying, then fill in the blank with the correct spelling/words. Have your "words" under or beside pictures. Kids would love this!
Comment from Dawn Munro
I'm sorry folks are being mean to you. You can sing to me on FanStory anytime. :) *smile* In fact, if I know the song, I'll sing along.
This is a cute, fun poem, meter be damned. :))) Not every poem IS or SHOULD be metered IMO.
reply by the author on 03-Jul-2019
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I'm sorry folks are being mean to you. You can sing to me on FanStory anytime. :) *smile* In fact, if I know the song, I'll sing along.
This is a cute, fun poem, meter be damned. :))) Not every poem IS or SHOULD be metered IMO.
Comment Written 02-Jul-2019
reply by the author on 03-Jul-2019
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Okay thank you. People are always mean to me. I think I need ice cream.
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LOL. Me too. Come on over. I have two flavors from which to choose.
Comment from JudyE
Awww. I'm so sorry they've told you to stop singing, particularly if they're wearing ear-phones. There must be lots worse habits you could have. Fitted sheets are the pits, aren't they? I watched a YouTube on it once but I didn't have the patience for that method. I roll mine at the finish then I always know which are the fitted ones.
reply by the author on 03-Jul-2019
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Awww. I'm so sorry they've told you to stop singing, particularly if they're wearing ear-phones. There must be lots worse habits you could have. Fitted sheets are the pits, aren't they? I watched a YouTube on it once but I didn't have the patience for that method. I roll mine at the finish then I always know which are the fitted ones.
Comment Written 02-Jul-2019
reply by the author on 03-Jul-2019
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I saw a youtube on folding. The women laid on the ground on top of the sheet and put her hands and feet in the corners and then brought her arms and legs together. Is she out of her mind! Thank you dear.
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Honestly? On the ground? lol I think I'll stick to my way. Just sort of bundle it up!
Comment from Sandra du Plessis
A very well-written poem about fitted sheets that is not easy to fold neatly. To be an adult doesn't mean to be able to fold a fitted sheet but to adapt in the groworld up world but never lose our little child spirit.
reply by the author on 03-Jul-2019
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A very well-written poem about fitted sheets that is not easy to fold neatly. To be an adult doesn't mean to be able to fold a fitted sheet but to adapt in the groworld up world but never lose our little child spirit.
Comment Written 02-Jul-2019
reply by the author on 03-Jul-2019
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I little child spirit won't leave, no matter what I do. Thanks so much Sandra. Rox
Comment from Alcreator Litt Dear
This poem just simply states a feeling and shares an experience of a state of growing up, and makes a point that growing up is not for the weak; well said, well done. Liked and enjoyed the read. Write-Inspire --DR ALCREATOR
reply by the author on 03-Jul-2019
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This poem just simply states a feeling and shares an experience of a state of growing up, and makes a point that growing up is not for the weak; well said, well done. Liked and enjoyed the read. Write-Inspire --DR ALCREATOR
Comment Written 02-Jul-2019
reply by the author on 03-Jul-2019
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Thanks so much Dr. =} Rox
Comment from robyn corum
Rox,
Shame on them! How rude -- to steal your joy. I bet they walk around with thunder clouds between their eyes, too. Yuck. Who wants to play with them, anyway? blech.
reply by the author on 03-Jul-2019
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Rox,
Shame on them! How rude -- to steal your joy. I bet they walk around with thunder clouds between their eyes, too. Yuck. Who wants to play with them, anyway? blech.
Comment Written 02-Jul-2019
reply by the author on 03-Jul-2019
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Yes, shame on them. They are big poopie heads! I'm very mature! They are such lizard butts. Singing is my claim to fame. Now I'm so empty. Oh well, I just make some mud pies and eat them all myself. They'll be sorry! Thank you dear. Rox
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I agree. Boogers, boogers, boogers to them
