She Was Never Worth The Price of a Rose

She was never worth the price of a rose.

His voice was so sweet and tender,

Never leaving a hint of his plan.

He told her she was greater than all the stars

In the heaven's.

And she melted like puddy in his hands.

But she was never worth the price of a rose.

Even tho he held her so close.

His kisses were fine,

Like expensive wine.

But she was never worth the price of a rose.

His touch was so soft and gentle,

She clung to his every word.

Believing him when he said he loved her,

She was lost in his fantasy world.

But she was never worth the price of a rose.

She cried when she finally awakened,

To reality,

To find he was gone.

And in her hands were empty plans,

And the blood from the thorns of a rose.

But she was never worth the price of a rose.

Even though he held her so close.

His kisses were fine

Like expensive wine.

But she was never worth the price of a rose.

Beverly Henshall Parrish

copyright 6-14-10

@rights reserved

What Happen's Between 45 and 50?

Tonight we decided to have dinner out.
Its tuesday night and Mazzio's buffet sounds good. Good food, good price! I really don't like the new decor, its very modern and cold, but it will have to do.
I put on my make up and let down my hair. I may see someone I know so I thought that was a good idea!
We got our plates and I sat down in a booth to wait for my turn to go to the salad bar.
As I was waiting I noticed a man with a very large salad, at least 5" high, I kid you not!
I contiued to wait and watch people as the passed our booth, back and forth.
I looked again at the man with the rather large salad. A man early 60's, about 5'4" at the most, and about 190 lbs. You could tell he had probably been taller, but was shrinking with age and things were falling. He had the adorable potbelly to prove it.
He had a lot of hair, which of course was gray, and your basic short 60's cut, oval glasses, white socks with brown loafer's and the classic horizonal striped polo shirt.
I just sat there taking a long look and of course with my thinking problem, my mind began to wonder.
What happens to men between 45 and 50?
He was standing by the buffet with a piece of pizza in his hand, eating it as he waited for something. I thought, oh my word...we start out as nerds, go through a cool phase and somewhere between 45 and 50 we become nerds again!
Was this his kitchen? Why was he eating his dinner standing by the pizza buffet?
I had to laugh! Ninety eight percent of people turn back into nerds and I am in a room full of them.
This was all you can eat buffet night at Mazzio's Pizza and guess what? Yes we just happened to pick the wrong night again! The entire place was full of couples over 70 except us.
THIS IS NOT FURR'S YOU GUY'S! You made the wrong turn.
I didn't know people this age could digest pizza and salad like this!
Polyester pants and pullover blouses everywhere....I guess it happens to women too. Should I give in and become one of them?
I looked again at the little man eating pizza, I guess that's us in 20 years! I saw his cell phone hanging on his belt loop.
Again I ask: What happen's between 45 and 50?

I was in a beautiful ball room. There were hundred's of young girls and young men. The young men were dressed in uniform. I was alone and seemed to be wondering through the crowd. The young men had glass goblets or champagne glasses in their hands, and they would chose a young girl and hand her the glass. If she excepted it, the two of them would leave together. The glass seemed to seal the couple together.
A young man handed me a glass, I accepted. He changed his mind and took it back and handed it to someone else.
The room became empty of young people and the only people left were the married couples standing by The Banquet Table against the wall. I knew I didn't fit in there and I didn't want them to see me, for fear that they would laugh at me or escort me out.
I walked outside the room and it was early morning. I was standing with my mother, her friend and my youngest daughter.
We were all hungry and I suggested we go back inside or eat breakfast at a nice place. My daughter said "no I want to eat at Walmart". I kept insisting that we go somewhere nice. She insisted on Walmart.
While the three of them debated on what to do, I decided I wanted something better and went back into the ballroom. I didn't want mediocrity, I wanted the best I could have.
Again I felt out of place, but hoped no one would realize that I was alone. As I slowly walked toward The Banquet Table a lady walked toward me and ask if I would like to sample the food.
Oh yes I replied.
I sat down at The Banquet Table and the chef brought out a plate of turkey medallion's and a cream sauce. I began to taste the meat. It was like nothing I had ever eaten before. Word's cannot describe the wonder flavor's in the meat.
As I was eating, my youngest brother walked by the table and went into the kitchen. He came back out with a beautiful steak. It had 3 bones and 3 sauces on it. I was so much better than what I had and I thought, he must know the chef personally, to be able to walk into the kitchen and get his own meat. And what wonderful meat.
He didn't look at me or speak, but sat in a chair to my left and began to eat.
This was a dream....I awoke.

Next Time I'll Wear Mink

Have you ever seen the movie "Bye Bye Birdie?

Its been a very long time since I have. I bought the movie for my daughter for Christmas. She loves and collect's musical's. She was in this musical in high school, show chior. That's why I purchased it for her this past Christmas, 2009.

Have your teenager's ever embarrassed you?

I didn't realize it when I got dressed tonight to go the my grandson's baseball game, that I was about to pay her back!

It is April and last week we had 80 degree weather. Tonight we are in a freeze warning!

But baseball only stops for rain, so I am going to the game!

I had to dress warm, so I grabbed my old brown faux fur coat, white soft knitted gloves, black fur ear muff's, white sock hat and black rhinestone scarf. Had on jean's, sweater and boots.

I should stay nice and warm in all this garb.....with thermos of coffee in hand, I am ready for a 7:30 pm game!

She picked ne up in her husband's truck and we were off.

I noticed an odd look on her face, one that I had NEVER seen before. Its was as if she wanted to look at me but couldn't. I looked at her face, she stared straight ahead and glanced at me with one eye, keeping the other one on the road. She looked as if she cringed alittle with the one eye that was on me.

My daughter never see's bad in anyone and would never say it if she did. She is very kind that way, but something was drastically wrong.

Mom, she said, have you ever seen the movie "Bye Bye Birdie" ? Yes I replied, wondering what brought that on. "Do you remember the mother " she asked. Vagely I said.

She seemed to cringe again, and acted as tho it hurt her eye's to look in my direction.

"You look just like the mom , in that coat". "You don't like my coat" I asked.

She replied, I will bring you the movie so you can see his mother. It seem's that the mom in the movie wore an old brown fur coat everywhere she went, even in her nursing shoes!

I was so surprised to hear this, my daughter was embarrassed!!!

Life is good sometime's and you get to sit back and think that day is finally here!

Who would have thought, I would pay her back for embarrassing me at some point in her life, by simply wearing an old faux fur coat? Next time I'll wear my mink.

Priceless....

Golden Feathers

I saw a little sparrow
fall to the ground.
As she lay there I watched
there was no one around.
She had no help from anyone,
not one friend could be found.
Only a group of hungry crow's
standing all around.

Then I saw a hand reach down from Heaven
holding her together.
Then placed her high up in a tree,
on a bed of Golden Feather's.
In that bed of gold she waited,
and it seemed it took so long,
Then all at once her wing's were healed,
and the spinning in her head was gone!

The maker of this little bird, had watched,
and never let her go.
But held her safe in his arms, from
the band of hungry crow's.

Beverly Henshall Parrish
copywright 2007
@rights reserved

Who Invented Empy Nest Syndrome Anyway?

Who started this empty nest syndrome anyway?

I wanted to hide in a corner and put my arms around my two little girls and hold them as close to me as I could. I wanted to protect them and myself from the pain's of life.

I fed them, clothed them, held them when they were sick, encouraged them, disciplined them and tried my best to lead them in the right direction.

We had numerous parties and games, friends and family! I lived their lives with them and loved every minute of it.

Twelve years ago my little girl wore a cap and gown and walked with 2000 other little girls and boys ( in my eye's) across a huge stage and recieved a diploma that threw her into a big world of independence.

I was so happy for her and was happy to send her off to my favorite university. Oklahoma University in Norman, Ok.

I went to see her often and spent time on the campus talking and eating and meeting her friends.

She decided OU was not the place for her and decided to try the apartment life style. I visited and encouraged her in whatever she wanted to do.

At 20 she decided to marry and we planned a wedding. I decorated and shopped for cakes and made invitations and the wedding was a success.

She was married and on her own. One down and one to go!

She called me that night and we talked, she was so excited to start this new chapter in her life and I was so happy for her. She actually called her mother on her wedding night! I thought I must have done something right, she love's her mother.

At 21 her first baby came, a boy! I knew my girls were the love of my life but nothing could compare to this. This perfect little baby! It was like having my daughter all over again. He was my pride and joy! I was there with her for all his precious moments.

17 months later a second little boy was born, she wanted a little girl so bad and I tried my best to console her, but I too wanted a granddaughter. We love that 2nd little boy with all our hearts and would never trade him for all the girls in the world.

Tragedy hit and my perfect little girl went through divorce. My heart broke for her.

She and the boy's came to live with us for awhile. I got closer to the boys.

Our nest only had one teenager in it at the time and was pretty calm and quiet. Suddenly it was full again.

It was a few month's and she moved into her own place, taking (my) boy's with her and leaving the nest alittle sad.

Meanwhile I was focusing on my younger daughter. There were prom's and party's and then ...her graduation. I alway's knew this second one was more of a free spirit so I knew one day she would fly out on her own. I had prepared myself for that by now.

She brought home a pet and that was ok, until he began to get big and eat the woodwork in the house. It was us or the dog. She decided she could never give up the dog so she left the nest.

Meanwhile the oldest had found (another)love of her life.. and decided to marry! The four of them moved back in until they could find a place to live. I got closer to her and the boy's.

The nest was overflowing!!

Number 3 was on the way and this time it was a girl!

They decided it was time to find a house. Mom was just too bossy and trying to control their lives and especially the kids.

The nest was now empty.

Luckily for me they had only moved 4 blocks away. So I made my daily visits to see them.

He was working the night that she went into labor with my granddaughter and thankfully I was there to help her through it, until he got home. Three times now I had sat thro the night waiting for these perfect little creature's to come into the world. I thought this was the last one. What a beautiful baby girl.

My nest didn't feel empty, it just felt like it had moved 4 blocks away. Thats ok!

We still had New Years Day, Easter, Mother's Day, Birthdays, Independence Day, First Day of School, Pumpkin Patch, Halloween, Thanksgiving, Christmas Eve and Christmas Day together. No empty nest here...it was growing everyday because we found out last year that number 4 was on the way!

He began to get a little tired of his mother-in-law and by the time that fourth little boy came the nest had dwindled away!

Today they said mom, we need time to ourselves to raise our kids and you will need to stay away. Call please, before you come and don't plan to come and stay. These children are ours and we want to raise them our way.

Who invented empty nest syndrome and how do I get past this place?

Do I go cold turkey, or gradually fade away? I cry alot now, and don't know what to say, do we fight for the right to stay in their live's or let them fly away? There's no cure for a syndrome so I guess its here to stay...

An Outing Gone Bad

It was time for the monthly outing to Sam's. I suggested Norman, thinking I won't see anyone I know, so I will have no need for make up.

We needed cheese, and not the cheese food product. But real cheese.

We arrived. My husband in his overall's and oldest sage green sweatshirt with white paint on the sleeves and I in my burgandy valour jogging suit. No make up, looking like we just arrived from the farm.

I had no more gotten my bugging and started for the cheese, when I ran right into a friend of mine...oh well.

I saw some sweet little baby clothes at a very good price for the grandchildren, which was immediately vetoed. That is why I prefer not shopping with a man!

I thought, I will pick up some artichoke hearts for my daughter. No, that will be frowned on also.

We got the things we needed, and I began to feel weak and dizzy. It was hard to see, and I knew I couldn't walk thro the store without holding on to something.

It had been a very stressful day with the drama from my daughter, and the drama on facebook. I was under a lot of stress. The bottoms of my feet began to cramp up and I couldn't hardly walk. I didn't know what was happening.

We went thro the checkout, and proceeded to the car, when I ran into another friend as I was going out the door! I will never go out without my make up again! It was a nice meeting despite that. Haha

The lights in Sam's seem to really bother me today. Everything seemed to bother my eyes as we drove back to the city. I took my meds.

The next stop was Aldi's for some basic's and bargains. We filled the basket, and I was feeling alittle better. We unloaded the cart onto the conveyor belt and as we waited to check out, I looked in my purse for the debit card to pay. It wasn't there. I had changed purses, and left both check books in the other purse. Oh My! I quickly appologized and said, we will go get the card and come back.

Steve of course, was alittle put out with me for not having my head on straight. He said we will go to the other Aldi's, closer to home and get our purchases.

But, we will go tomarrow. That's final!

The Sound of Geese

I live in the city, the concrete jungle. Why? Because I am afraid of anything with fur, feathers, and worts... if it hop's I don't want to live near it. If it doesn't speak english or wear high heel's I run! Walt Disney you are my friend for putting clothes on animal's. So why was I wakened by the sound of a flock of geese in my back yard? GO AWAY!!!! THIS IS THE CITY!