Santa. Santa. Grant me a wish.
I hope you read my Christmas list.
I just want to give you a spot of advice.
Don’t listen to my parents.
I HAVE BEEN NICE.
Now I know they mean well.
I know that they care.
But quite frankly, these incidents;
you had to be there.
Let’s take, for example,
The event in the hall.
I was painting a mural
To be enjoyed by us all.
And yes I know I’ve been told
not to draw on the wall…..
I’m also sorry about the window.
I was playing football.
And that ornament got smashed all by itself.
I swear I never went near that dusty old shelf.
I know not to play with my frisbee indoors
I wasn’t even there when my parents found the pieces on the floor.
And mum’s brilliant white rug
(It wasn’t me ~ I never would)
But some silly sausage walked on it
With their boots covered in mud.
And then the icing on the cake
I threw Dad’s car keys away.
I was only playing a game.
It’s really been a terrible day.
That’s all I have to say
And you’re busy I believe.
24 hours to go now!
Have a lovely Christmas Eve!
Letter To Santa Claus (Father Christmas) is a short Christmas flavoured poem written by Ms Moem.
There will be times when you feel you have no control over the situation you are in. Try to remember that you always have control of the way you deal with things. Look for the light!
Views On The News
“I cannot read the news,” she said.
It makes me feel quite down.
The propaganda and hateful views
Make the loudest sounds.
Issues raised but left untouched;
The cures which we all hunt.
Nothing seems to matter much
Without a celebrity front.
And not just front, as you well know,
The stuff they choose to share
Involves those with no greater skill
Than an overstuffed derrière.
I don’t know how we make the change
To make good stories stick.
I’m sure the editors will explain
What matters are the clicks.
So I must now vote with my feet.
Perhaps they might take heed.
Whilst women are heralded as pieces of meat
I simply will not read.
Views On The News is a short poem written by Ms Moem
Dealing with disappointment is a tricky thing. It is never nice to have your hopes and expectations dashed.
Disappointment comes when you have allowed yourself to believe that something will happen, and it turns out not to be the case.
It is very easy to allow this disappointment to consume you and to become a beast that sucks away your positivity. But life will always throw a curve ball your way. You just have to remain focused and realise that just because something didn’t turn out the way you expected it to, it doesn’t mean that that door is now closed. And even if it is, it doesn’t have to be the end of the world.
Perhaps it is just a case of reformulating a plan, or seeing if there is a different way to get there.
If there isn’t a way of making it happen, maybe you need to look at adjusting your expectations.
In any case, disappointment is disappointing, but it is important not to let it tear you down completely. Have a moment to rage about it if you must and then put it to bed. Dwelling on stuff never helped anyone!
Use the energy you would have spent feeling cross or deflated and instead channel it towards your revised plan or new course of action. It is the only way to move forward.
How do you deal with disappointment?