A Parent's Jam

Written by Gail DeBole
in the 1970s
(Pre-parent status)

I'd like to have more patience.
I really think I can.
I tell myself most readily
While looking for the jam.

The jam was in the kitchen,
A few scant seconds ago.
I take a step to the sink,
Squishing jam between my toes.

I'd like to have more patience.
I really think I can.
I'll be in a better mood
When I can buy more jam.
Copyright © | Year Posted 2020

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Treacher Avatar
March 15, 2026 at 1:01 AM
How funny how kitchen cupboards open funny little doors on our thoughts and feelings! I really enjoyed this.
Debole Avatar
March 15, 2026 at 2:48 PM
Hi Rachel, Looking back, life was so much simpler and the "big" problems so much smaller than the current problems. At least, in my world they were. But our problems at younger ages were big to us even if they were not. Thanks for stopping by again. - Hope all is well, Gail
Barry-Nishanian Avatar
November 8, 2020 at 8:49 PM
I bet you have mellowed out! Are you ok, can't find poems since July???
Debole Avatar
November 8, 2020 at 10:40 PM
Just fine. Thanks for asking. Busy with other areas of life...Take care. - Gail
Leffanta Avatar
March 11, 2020 at 3:21 PM
Nice one worth remembering! Aloha! Rico
Debole Avatar
March 11, 2020 at 3:34 PM
Rico, Thanks for stopping by! I've definitely mellowed out since then. - Have a good day, Gail
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