I was taught and I learned

Mom taught me to sew Grandma Nora taught me to knit My sister taught me to be cautious And gave me freedom to throw a big fit Dad taught me that messy is okay And that neatness is for a cleaning freak The trees and books taught me Other worlds I could sit and seek I learned how to do math from Mrs. Johnson But promptly forgot it because I do not like math I learned from the neighbors to keep my voice down When I am angry and full of wrath Cartooning is relaxing is a skill I learned from my soul self Painting is a delight was taught to me by my granddaughter Molly Love comes in all forms, and dogs are the best companions of all Better than anything stuffed, toys, or a baby dolly. I learned empathy from a spirit guide who came in my sleep During my dreams which were extremely deep. I learned hope from others who inspired me with their story. In my heart Jesus told me of the dishonor in glory. I am a mixed bag, every second learning something new. Aware of the need to pay attention, at age seventy-two.