Rise and Shine – Not! (for teens)
©1997 Susan Noyes Anderson, At The End of Your Rope, There’s Hope, Deseret Book
Don’t wake me up.
Don’t pound my door.
I need more sleep.
I need much more.
Don’t wake me up.
Don’t pound my door.
I need more sleep.
I need much more.
The house was resting on a slant
(perhaps a cracked foundation).
Inside a scene of chaos
and total devastation.
Of all the people
in the world
millions of guys
zillions of girls
of all the animals
there are
from Timbuktu
to Zanzibar
They tell me
that I’m getting
thinner.
“Dwindling away to
nothing”
was the phrase.
When we were young, you made me blush,
go hot and cold and turn to mush.
I still feel all these things, it’s true…
but is it menopause, or you?
Count me as old as the mountains.
Count me as old as the trees.
But promise me you won’t start counting
rings around my knees!
I’m good and kind and loyal,
except for when I’m not.
I’m friendly, and I’m willing,
if you don’t expect a lot.
If you can keep your head and not lose favor,
When adolescence makes its grand debut;
If you can trust yourself to never waiver,
And always keep an optimistic view;