Mum’s the word

Sounds right.

The Daily Post prompt:

This is clearly subjective, but some words really sound like the thing they describe (personal favorites: puffin; bulbous; fidgeting). Do you have an example of such a word (or, alternatively, of a word that sounds like the exact opposite of what it refers to)? What do you think creates this effect?


For me the word that absolutely fits the thing it describes is, “MUM”.


Mum’s the word


Mum’s the word, as elegant as a coat made of fur,

Short, warm and soft just like her.

Soft to start with and soft to end; her love for U will never bend.

Protecting U from the front and back,

her embrace like a tightrope never grows slack.

Mum’s the word, everyone knows;

The older you become, the more obvious it grows,

That you are the center of her world, yes she always keeps U in the middle.

Since the moment you were born, dependent and brittle.

She kept her feet steadfast on the ground so yours could be in the air waving around.

Mum’s the word, the first word you said

as you cuddled up next to her just  after being fed.

“The day you grow up is the day that I dread”

Mum would always say as she clutched your little head

Mum’s the word short, simple and sweet,

It is no wonder we’re taught that heaven lay at her feet

When she brought you into this world with all that pain and strife

She was happily, willingly, risking her life.

You just have to love her doing otherwise is absurd

and this is why MUM’s word.


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Adult Visions

Daily Post : Adult Visions – As a kid, you must have imagined what it was like to be an adult. Now that you’re a grownup (or becoming one), how far off was your idea of adult life?

When things don’t turn out as you dreamed as a child, it isn’t always a bad thing right? I mean I had some big, pretty unrealistic, dreams.


Happiness, Health and Wonder


My cupboards will be filled with sweets and chocolaty treats

My car will be a Ferrari, scarlet red with bright leather seats

I will have more money than I can count with an ATM built into my bedroom wall

my house would be huge, 100 meters long and 5 stories tall.


I would have at least 2 jet-skis that would trail behind 2 yachts

and have 2 maids to cook and 2 to clean  the pots

I would be a doctor and a lawyer by the time I’m 25

Sending the bad guys to jail, keeping the good ones alive.


As a 10 year old boy, these were the things of which I’d dream

little did I know that the older I got the more impossible it’d all seem.

Not because I couldn’t see myself arguing in court or in theater making an incision

No, because it was all placed in a bubble that was burst by my adult vision.


When that bubble burst, I’d say, around the age of 21

I realized what was important in life and that having money wasn’t all fun. 

Just because my vision has changed doesn’t mean that I’ve stopped dreaming

The possibilities I am faced with are still endlessly leaving me beaming


My house may be missing a few stories, not to mention a plot

But Id like to believe that 10 year old me won’t be too disappointed with what I got

My car may not be scarlet red or of any exotic brand

I did manage to get a cool Honda though, low slung, second hand.


I do not feel disappointed that my childhood dreams did not come true

if it did , who knows, I might never have met my beau.

The woman of my dreams, funny, as a boy I never dreamed of her

She came into my life filling it with all I needed – happiness, health and wonder.