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It’s five minute Friday again and Miss Kate has given us our word prompt. I do hope you will join us. Write for five minutes, link up, communicate with the person who linked before, be an encouragement. Today let’s see how being patient won the day.
Being patient won the day
Yay, I thought the moment I woke
I slept all night
No early morning rising,
Even though now the cats demand
Food Food from the human at hand!!!
Gather up laundry, get a load underway
Feed the cats, then head outside
The Rabbitry is next.
WOOHOO eight babies born to a doe I had warned
Fed and watered, yes, a new day is born.
Hubby’s up A grunt’s all I hear.
Didn’t sleep well? I inquire
and then duck out of the way.
The loved one is tired,
No sleep came his way.
So decision made
Patient I must be
Helpful yet mindful to stay out the way
Not mean or uncaring,
Just very short of tongue.
Lack of sleep doesn’t work
For this sweet man of mine
Temper will flare, with loud noises beside
Not good for a wife with
A startle reflex a mile wide.
To be patient is needed
For both sides you don’t’cha know
A man frowning when loud words
Cause a skittering away of his wife
He hates it you see.
Conversation ensues, as tempers ease
And a heart settles again
Touching base as only a man and wife can
Talking and laughing
Being Patient won the day.
The struggle is real
Tonight was a struggle about what to write. It wasn’t an easy day here today, tiredness and being locked in a house for two weeks has worn just a bit. I saw the word Patient but was fed up with the whole Covid-19 thing though I could have filled pages. 🙂 Instead I took a round about route showing the effects of Covid when people don’t sleep and can’t get out.
Makes me fear for people who are in truly a NOT GOOD relationship. Hubby and I are good, but hard days sometimes happen, as they do in any relationship. But some relationships are truly harmful with no understanding. I fear for those adults in such hard places. Where anger or impatience leads to deliberate hurt. How do we care for people in such situations when we are ordered to stay home and mind to our own?
I don’t have the answers. Do you?