Six hundred things
are buzzing through
my mind.
******
Do this
Do that
Go there
Come here
******
I am one
only one
I can not
do everything.
******
I choose
which hoop
which place
deserves my time.
*******
Responsibilities first
which includes
children and grandbabies
Next, my well-being.
******
I do not punch a clock.
I do not have a set schedule.
I work harder
Than I have ever before.
******
I give you
an hour of time
I give up
financials stability.
*******
I value you
enough to
spend time with you
value me for my sacrifice.
******
Friends are priceless
Conversations are needed
the shared meal
enriches our time together.
******
I feel guilty
when I have
say no
to time for us.
******
There are times
when I must
beat the pavement
or close the office door.
******
My no
doesn't mean
I don't care
I just have to care for me too.
******
One day
I hope you
can see
I do this for moments with thee.
******
I would rather
have fun
and play
and enjoy our day.
******
Yet, you know
My days are long
at times
and my phone I silence.
******
I do so
for me
when I must work
and when I must sleep.
******
I will not
neglect me
nor jump through hoops
of those who do not understand.
******
Please show me
some understanding
Please show me care
When I have to decline time.
******
My time is
not free
to be exploited
on a whim.
******
My love for you
My respect for you
doesn't mean
I drop everything on a whim.
******
Respect me
enough to make plans
with me
so I can give you quality.
About the Creator
Sheila L. Chingwa
Welcome to my world.
Welcome to my thoughts.
I am proud to be a Native American Elder born and raised in Northern Michigan. Thanks to my hard work I have a B.A. in Education and a Masters in Administration and Supervision in Education.
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