No more alarm clocks,
No more cell blocks,
No more migranes,
No more dirty diapers,
Or broken windshield wipers,
No more losing keys,
No whiners, gossips,
No more dark skies,
spiders, snakes, icky flies.
No more dirty dishes,
Cellulite or thunder thighs!
No more snoring,
No more warring
No tooth aches,
Jobs that are boring.
No more getting lost
Or running out of gas,
(it's the grossest)
Or coming in 'last'.
Or forgetting (did I just say that)?
No Prozac, no pills
No diets, no fat.
Imagine peace in the hope of Heaven,
Holding to that promise by His Spirit sent.
And living this life for the glory of God!
Imagine the freedom in being
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Excellent ...placed a smile on my face and my heart. Just wonderful!!! Love, Julie
Donna, HA! =) Donna
Imagine That........... It sure is fun! You said it when you said it! Very cool! In Him, Stuart
Donna, I enjoyed your poem. That's a nice list of things that won't be a bother one of these days! Amy
What fun, Donna! And I love your last line - so surprising. Well done. ~ Violet
Excellent! Good rhythm and wonderful imagery. Well done.
Had a good laugh at your poem, imagine that, us being actually content!! Just one little pick here..you spell whiners with one n, not 2...sorry, it's the teacher coming out in me..great poem! Blessings~Mary
Like Mary, I had a good chuckle as I read your poem. (cellulite and thunder thighs! Well put!) Delightful challenge contribution. With love, Deb