This post is part of a series I like to call “A Visit From Mom.” These posts are written by, well…my mom. I think she kind of rocks! My mom and her mother were the primary inspirations for me to starting writing way back as a little girl. Now, I share my blog with my mom cause I think she has some things to say that you might really love.
My Mom wrote this poem for me in December 2011 when I was working on a talk for a local women’s group called “Enough: The Art of Having, Doing and Being ‘Just Right’.” I sat across from her at lunch one day frustrated with the rate at which the talk was coming along and said “I need a poem…about Goldilocks…being enough.” Twenty minutes later, I had this. I told you she rocked! Enjoy!
Goldilocks: A Modern Story
Once upon a time
In a land of twists and turns
There lived a girl named Goldilocks
With lessons to be the learned.
She found a store- ‘twas filled with books
On every subject known.
They called it “Bears and Noble”
For its fame had grown and grown.
She was a pretty little thing-
This girl named Goldilocks-
She had lots of shiny shoes
And ruffled fancy frocks.
Her jewelry box had overflowed
With baubles of all kinds and
She spent each waking day
Searching for new finds.
“So many things to want,” she said-
“So many things to buy.”
The world was filled with wondrous things
And though she knew not why,
She just to had to have some more
Of everything in sight.
“Happiness” was all about
The shiny, blingy, bright.
“Goldi” stopped at “Bears’ first rack
and gazed at all the books,
Choosing the most recent source
Of new and trendy looks.
Bored with wanting more,
Our little girl decided to go on and
Check the second floor.
Now Goldi had so much to do
She oft was quite fatigued.
This guilty moment in the store
Should have brought relief.
The laundry wasn’t finished yet
There were errands to be run-
There were groceries still to buy
And cleaning to be done.
The dinner meal was not prepared
And shirts still needed pressed-
But here she was at Bears and Noble-
Who would have ever guessed.
She’d go in search of written word
To help her organize
The overwhelming list of chores
That made her days fly by?
Nothing on the second floor
Gave help to Goldilocks.
She looked up frantically to
Check the time upon the clock.
If she could only be the girl
Who was in such control,
She could organize her world
And be the best at all.
Now, standing in the self help aisle,
The choices filled the wall,
And in this room of great advice
There were solutions for us all.
If Goldilocks could read this one-
Her business skills could grow-
And this one helps with losing weight
And this one keeps the budget low.
Her closets will be cleaner now-
Her children will be gifted,
And if she reads through all these books
Her world will just have shifted.
Wait-there is one book on the shelf-
It stands in quiet light
And after all these random words-
This Book is, well….just right.
Carlene Welch is the General Manager at Home Instead Senior Care of Northwest Arkansas, and avid writer and poet, and my mom. She serves as a Stephen’s Minister at her church and is one of the wisest women I know. She writes custom poetry and prose for cards and gifts. For more information, contact us at firstname.lastname@example.org .