My Paintings


I never completed a thing as a child

It dove my mother a little nuts, a bit wild

No big deal, It’s just not me or my style

Leave me alone to be a kid for awhile


I never completed a thing when I was in my teens

I was way to busy being a rock star in my dreams

Started to paint, next it was pottery, then tried to knit

Quit my art, broke my molds, lost my needles, mom’s

having a fit


Tried collage, hair stylist, cooking classes, never 


What a plight, loosing site, the true meaning life 

has diminished

Mom is older, lines on face from worry and crying

Now I’m married, mom I promise, I will keep trying


Here I am several months later and I’m expecting

Mama says, with this task there’ll be no rejecting

Each passing month I longed for this baby to meet

At last, I feel so accomplished, content, and complete

Author Eileen Clark


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