Saturday Sayings: Lunchtime

English: Desolate field on Baynards Road "...
Desolate field on Baynards Road “No sun, no moon, no morn, no noon….no proper time of day….November.” (Photo credit: Wikipedia)

No sun — no moon!

No morn — no noon —

No dawn — no dusk — no proper time of day —

No distance looking blue —

No road — no street — no “t’other side the way.”

Thomas Hood (1798-1845) “No”

I am almost positive this is the description of a day in the life of a mom.

No noon? Yep. No time to eat lunch, for sure.

No morn? Not if you’re up all night, nope. No such thing.

No proper time of day? That’s IT! EXACTLY! Oh,Β it’s day? Oh. Okay . . .

That’s what that distant blue is, isn’t it. Hmm.

Here in these four walls,
connected by two halls,
no matter nature calls,
or if the toddler falls,
or if the baby bawls,
or carburetor stalls,
or dog the mathbook mauls:
Mom to the table crawls
And has her lunchtime!

Published by Katharine

Katharine is a writer, speaker, women's counselor, and professional mom. Happily married over 50 years to the same gorgeous guy. She loves cooking amazing homegrown food, celebrating grandbabies, her golden-egg-laying hennies, and watching old movies with popcorn. Her writing appears at Medium, Arkansas Women Bloggers, Contently, The Testimony Train, Taste Arkansas, Only in Arkansas, and in several professional magazines and one anthology.

8 thoughts on “Saturday Sayings: Lunchtime

    1. NO, I don’t think that would have gone over well, at ALL! πŸ˜‰ When I had children at home, actually, lunchtime always happened, due to their needs. Nowadays, I find myself forgetting all about it. Seems there should be a limit to old-age forgetfulness . . .

  1. I’m hoping that there’s a special reward in heaven for those of us who were on call 24/7, with no paycheck and few accolades, and dealt with all the nitty-gritty issues of life so that the others could have a place to call “home.” (or maybe in heaven it won’t matter anymore) πŸ™‚

    1. I know what you mean, Ruth, but I think we are supposed to get our reward here, on earth, in the knowing we cooperated with God Almighty to produce new beings for His glory. I like to think of it that way. However, I also think that when I look into His face, I won’t remember much back here, anymore . . . πŸ™‚

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