Doris Culverhouse Poet Narrative

Sunny With a Chance of Egg Shell

Never had an Easter hunt, never got an easter basket
Each Easter we had a new outfit and easter shoes
Never any candy nor chocolate bunnies
We looked well dressed walking in at church
Smiling like a princess with chubby cheeks and freckles
We were ok, did not need the candy and I have never had a cavity
Mom knows best, she knew what we needed
Like country fried steak and mashed potatoes
Homemade biscuits Sunday morning
That was the smell-alarm for us
We got to eat at McDonald's some Sunday's after church
All the way in the next town, our town only had DQ
Life was good even though we never heard of an Easter bunny
Mom could sew real fine too, she kept me covered
Mama, thanks for the raising!!

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Lynette Chachere April 7, 2010 at 11:16 PM lol.thats cute. sounds like a wonderful Easter you had back then. can't blame you, all families have their good reasons. -Always&Forever Lynette

Raul Moreno April 6, 2010 at 9:16 PM Thank you for sharing a bit of your upbringing Doris, a lovely write you have created fill with special memories...all the best.

Tim Ryerson April 6, 2010 at 7:46 PM Country fried steak memories!...who needs Easter candy? And I remember many tasty visits to DQ!...Don't forget, Doris..I am originally from your neck of the woods... Your mama raised you right! - Tim

James Fraser April 6, 2010 at 3:42 PM Mama's r so wonderful Doris, u have an awesome Mom >> James

Michael J. Falotico April 6, 2010 at 8:08 AM Very Warm felt poem.. I can picture every word you wrote.. and thats what poetry is. touching... thanks for sharing. and for all your sweet comments on mine. Glad you liked My pic!

Carol Sunshine Brown April 6, 2010 at 5:28 AM Thank you for sharing your poetry with us today Doris. Wishing you a week full of love and inspiration. Love, Carol

Sara Kendrick April 6, 2010 at 4:49 AM We were so poor that we did good to have clothes on our backs and food on the table..Thanks for the compliments on the cookin'...Mom

Brian Strand April 6, 2010 at 12:45 AM Doris thanks for your welcome comments & kind words today Rgds Brian

The Fringe April 5, 2010 at 11:46 PM Cute story, you created a sweet picture here. I need more time on that poem I told you about. I've been out of town for a while, but I'll get it done soon. I've got the notes ready--just waiting for the spirit to hit. Talk to ya soon. David B

David Byrne April 5, 2010 at 10:34 PM good narrative, comes alive!

Andrea Dietrich April 5, 2010 at 9:07 PM gosh, you never even HEARD of the easter bunny? Anyway, very cute poem here. I really enjoyed it. LUv, Andrea

Chenoa Shiningwater April 5, 2010 at 8:40 PM This piece gave me goosebumps. Simplicities are wonderful and even moreso when they are appreciated.Bravo to your Mama and hugs to you for appreciating her love. Lovely read!

Robert A. Dufresne April 5, 2010 at 6:54 PM funny one and we never knew about an Easter bunny either, but saved aour milk money for candy at easter and I got lots cavities to prove it! Your Mom was a smart cookie! -Robert

Daver Austin April 5, 2010 at 3:39 PM You said it! Hooray for mom! Them chocolate bunnies will give you a headache and cavities. Some dang Easter bunny done et up all my lettuce one summer in the garden. I like your poem mucho. Love, daver

Rachel W April 5, 2010 at 3:30 PM Sometimes mom's don't get the credit they deserve. They usually know exactly what we need, and it sounds like your mother was no exception! Great write!

Carolyn Devonshire April 5, 2010 at 3:02 PM Your mom gave you what was most important. The significance of family values "seems" to diminish more and more each generation. (I hope I'm wrong about this.) I had the candy and the cavities, but nothing could beat a hand-sewn outfit from my grandmother! By age 10, I had already learned to sew. Doris, this poem made me realize how lucky we were to be raised by great parents. Thanks for the reminder. Enjoyed! Love, Carolyn

Poet Destroyer A April 5, 2010 at 2:39 PM Okay !At least you got McDonalds. I did not get my first MickeyDees burger. Till I was 17. No cavities I got my first one when I was 21. Anyways enjoyed.

Charmaine Chircop April 5, 2010 at 2:39 PM Lovely..poem about Family traditions..Parents love us in so many ways..anf maybe you didnt have the Easter basket..but you had the Easter love.......Charma

Gert W. Knop April 5, 2010 at 2:00 PM Nice tribute to your childhood and your mom, Doris! When i was a kid after war had ended, we had regular visits from a Romanian Officer who was in the US Army and befriended with my Grandparents before the war when they met in Romania. So I was fond of cadbury chocolate and cocoa at that time while our adults had real coffee. We were all happy that that terrible ar was over...But usually we kids had only dyced eggs and no sweets...Thanks for your comments always...Have a great time...Gert

Josette Key April 5, 2010 at 1:59 PM Sounds like you had about the same raising as me. I was a teenager before I ever ate in a restaurant. Thanks for the comment on Dreams. I have heard that if you were sick or feeling bad in a dream, you should see your doctor. Josette