You came to me
Wanting more things,
More stuff.
Exasperating me.
I do understand the desire for more,
But what I long for
Is not in a store.
I want more
Laughter,
More fun,
More love.
I want more
Slow walks,
Long talks,
More love.
I want more
Sunrises,
More sunsets,
More love.
I want more, too!
Not more stuff.
I Want More, Too. was originally published on Carried Forth on July 28, 2019.
I was scanning the archives here at http://www.carriedforth.com and felt this poem reflected my ever present life with kids.
They are abundant in many ways. Never lacking. Yet, like most of us mortals, they always want more. I understand. At the same time, it really is tough to have to be the one to say ‘No’ all the time. (err…most of the time. 😉😏)
As the poem states, I always want more, too. As I grow my more becomes less material, although I do like my material things, and more about the feeling or being of life. I totally could be blissed out on a beautiful sky anyday!
As always, love and blessings,
💕 Carrie
2020 http://www.carriedforth.com
More in the non material sense is coming. The energy is changing very rapidly in a good way. Tesla coils, medbeds. Best of all is elevation to a higher state of consciousness. If we ask we do receive. Loved ones are here to provide the long slow walks, the laughter and the Love! Just accept us and ask.
More in the non material sense is coming. The energy is changing very rapidly in a good way. Tesla coils, medbeds. Best of all is elevation to a higher state of consciousness. If we ask we do receive. Loved ones are here to provide the long slow walks, the laughter and the Love! Just accept us and ask.
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