Polly

Writings and Witterings

Peace and Quiet

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Peace and quiet she longs for always,
Drives them to the park to play,
Dark hills and clouds stay louring grey,
As she runs them ragged all the day.

Polly Robinson © 2013

Created at a day school with OU and posted for the dVerse Peace theme with Mary.

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42 thoughts on “Peace and Quiet

  1. I hear that! Loud and clear.

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  2. Oh, yes, best to drain them of all that energy in order to have a more peaceful night. Too bad it doesn’t always work…

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  3. Yes–I want to send mine out to make snowmen, and I will in a minute or two…

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  4. Peace and quiet, I think, is every mother’s dream on occasion!

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  5. Peace and quiet is something that all mothers yearn for occasionally, or more than occasionally – LOL.

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  6. Ha. My grandson visited me during the holidays. I found peace and quiet after he left. Sill, I love his noise.

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  7. Don’t we all wish for this peace ~ Yet ironically enough when its quiet, we all worry and wonder what is up ~

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  8. Wear ’em out to quiet ’em down… I can relate…

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  9. haha…that sounds familiar…my son had energy for three when he was small and we went outside in the worst weather just to get him a bit tired for a peaceful night…smiles

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  10. haha….def run the kids til they are wore out…then you will find your peace…lol…written only as a parent would understand…smiles.

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  11. Ha ha…oh yes I know this one. 🙂

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  12. …Mom would love to read this poem.. we always irritates her with our noise in the kitchen, in the living area, in her garden, in the garage, in bed, in..everywhere… and she’s happy – better than having us not by her side… Hihi… Lovely offering…smiles…

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  13. I take it she is not a nanny :)?

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  14. Yes, can definitely relate. Nice one 🙂

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  15. After three days’ skiing (boys tired and quite quiet every evening) we’re back in the flat where it’s hard for them to find ways to get rid of the energy. So it’s back to constant Star Wars. Bang! Beee-Ong! Pow-Ca-Pow! Can I relate to that poem, Polly!

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  16. A mother’s prayer, Polly! 🙂

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  17. No children of my own, but I know how this feels! One of the nicest parts of seeing nephews and nieces is the peace that descends when I get in the car to drive home. I love them all, but after a while I simply need a quiet space…

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  18. Yep! Keep ’em busy, get ’em tired, then relax!

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  19. Beautiful….and we love the picture.

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  20. ‘Louring grey’ – loving that! Never heard that, what a great word. And the poem works well.

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