Those Years Haiku

sandwich years
send the kid to school
take mom to the doctor


…and we’re there. It’s time to learn how to be a caretaker to people of all ages. 

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Day 25 NaHaiWriMO 2017

bird flies to and fro

taking care of her nest

I walk in circles


Today’s prompt was to use the word “to” in our poem. What do you think about my haiku? Don’t forget to go check out others by following the nahaiwrimo hashtag.

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Symanntha Renn

Watching on Wandering Wednesday

sun setting in the clouds

Those who wake or watch or weep tonight

Lord be with those who wake or watch or weep tonight
Being awake all day what a sight
Be with those who weep for the dead
For all the things that were not said
I pray for those who awake to disaster
Hold us close to your side dear master
They watch tonight for a soul to pass by
Wipe their tears as they cry



Have you ever had to set up through the night, with someone who you knew could die at any moment?

It makes for a very restless night.

If you have ever been a caretaker, there is an online journal out there just for you. It is also for people who suffer from chronic diseases or who have recovered from major medical problems like cancer.

It is the Barefoot Review.

I have a poem in the newest issue.

Challenge Post #30

Day 30- Who are you?

My, what a question! This makes me think of that song “I am Rosemary’s granddaughter.”


I am Lena’s granddaughter.

I am a complex person, and yet my wants are simple.

I am the young mom you pass at the park.

I am the girl who you shunned in High School because I didn’t fit in your circle.

I am the woman who smiled at you when your kid was throwing a fit in Wal-Mart.

I am the person that liked your post but couldn’t think of a good comment after reading the awesome comments already left for you.

I am the friend you didn’t call back because you got busy.

I am the girl who prayed for you when you were scared.

I am the Mom that insists her son take vitamins and makes him use hand sanitizer.

I am the person that cries at the sad parts in movies I’ve seen 20 times.

I am the woman who would help you if I saw you being thrown into a van.

I am a Daddy’s girl.

I am a republican who is disgusted with Republican representatives.

I am a caretaker.

I am a fan of P!nk & Nickleback.

I am a Bible-believing Christian.

I am the Mom that winces when football players get tackled- even though their not my kid.

I am the person that sends you tons of forwards.

I am a blogger.

I am a poet.


Who are you??

Job’s Wife



lost it all

a little angry


We’ve all heard the story of Job.  His wife is hardly mentioned.  She has 1 line in the book, and it condemns her in most people’s eyes.  But stop and think about all that she had went through.

She was his wife; so it was also her children that died, her home that fell down, her wealth gone in a day.