You’re in time out
Could be worse.
It could be a spanking.
You just wait until dad gets home!
Or it could be a rejection.
Out! I can’t look at you anymore!
But it’s just time out.
Stay in your room.
No, you can’t leave yet.
What did you say?
Just wait until I tell your mom!
You’re in time out squirt.
Sit here and think about what you did.
Like a rat, gnawing away at the fine edges of all the beautiful things.
No respect. No consideration for me
Taking all the things we’ve provided for granted.
You sit here and think about that, why don’t you?
The ease of playing with friends in parks and at parties.
Parties! Dinner parties, birthday parties, retirement parties
where everyone shared cakes and punch and finger foods.
You sit here and think about all those things you didn’t appreciate.
The mountains of choices at stores.
The restaurants, Can I have a taste of yours?
The Hi! Come give me a hug!s at church.
The neighborly handshakes across a fence.
The friendly conversations around a fire pit.
Drinking from water fountains.
Splashing around in public fountains and pools.
You’re in time out and you’d best do as I say.
Be grateful for all you still have.
And don’t come back out until you can be a better human.
You’re in time out.
It’s for your own good.
©Pennie Nichols. All Rights Reserved. 2020.
That’s exactly how it feels these days! I am so ready to get out of my timeout.
I think we all are, but you’d best sit tight a bit longer!
Brilliant! Absolutely brilliant!
I’ve been saying that God has sent us to our rooms to think about what we’ve done…
Yup! And the more we squirm, the longer we’ll need to sit here.
We’re taking our time out in the Smoky Mountains until our attitudes change! To God we give the glory for the opportunity!
sounds wonderful. Enjoy the mountains.
I love this poem.
Thanks, Gloria. Not sure if it’s poem or a scolding. Both maybe. 😉 I hope you’re well.