Thankfulness?

Should I be thankful for a stroke?
Should I be thankful for Alzheimers?
Is there a way to be thankful
that eventhough she can't do everday activities
She's not in pain?

Could I ever be thankful for cancer?
Could I ever be thankful for the smell of a hospital?
Is there a way to be thankful
that she's in the most pain ever
but can still recognize my face and tell me she loves me

Is there a way to be thankful to watch your loved ones pass?
No, but there is a way to be thankful for what you had with them when the were alive.

There is a way to be thankful for my family dinner sitting around the table
Sharing memories and laughing together

There is a way that eventhough she can't remember my name I know she loves me.
I am Thankful even through the hard times.

BREAK!

Mrs. White!!! I forgot we were suppose to say when we were taking a break from a blog!!! My fault :-) I'm taking a break this week!

New poem packet!!

This week the poem I'm doing is "The Snow Man." I really liked this poem. The author uses great figurative language to describe a winter scene. I love the line "To regard frost and the boughs Of the pine-trees crusted with snow." My favorite thing about winter is how pretty the trees always are when the are totally frosted over and the sparkle in the morning!! It's so beautiful! The last stanza was the difficult one for me to understand about the person in the snow beholding nothing. I thought about those times when I admire the frozen tree's or I'm playing in the snow with my nephew and you get so tired from hiking through the 5 foot snow that you just plop down to rest for a minute. The person sitting there doesn't bring anything to the beauty of the scene. When ever I find myself resting in the snow it's to sit and appreciate the beauty around me. I'm not bringing anything to the actual beauty I'm bring admiration for it. I believe that might be what the author is trying to get at.

From the new poem packet!!

The poem I'm doing this week is "Toads." I didn't really understand the poem until Justin (in class) said that that's what his name for work was. Like he was comparing and naming his work toads. He talks about all the things that work does to him. Like he works for six days to pay a few bills, and some wives may be skinny but they don't starve. He's saying that he works and works and it's a pain just for a little bit of money to pay the bills and to eat, but not eat plentifully to eat just enough. Then at the bottom of his poem he says he can't get "the fame, the money and the girl." Here he is saying how he can't get love and money and all the glory in one sitting he has to work his whole life to achieve these things. He uses several different poetic strategies though! Like he uses an alliteration to describe jobs that he believes are not very dedicated. "Lecturers, lispers, losels, loblolly-men, louts..." they all coincidentally start with the same letter as Lazy! He also uses sarcasm to explain how he feels about pensions and money. "Ah, were I courageous enough To shout Stuff your pension! But I know, all too well, that's the stuff dreams are made of..." He knows that he isn't going to make a lot of money working so hard and he is being sarcastic saying oh it's just a far off dream it's not really achievable.