Coke
I think I see
A coke and smile
I will walk
a million miles
just for a coke,
and smile.
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Lemonade Stand
| Lemonade Grump | ||
| Lemonade, Lemonade 5 cents no more… Come to the stand you just can’t ignore. Glasses of flowers and paper ‘throw away’, come to the lemonade stand today. Off in the distance the summer grump lurked, he was searching for a little girl to hurt. He went through the streets and happened upon a lemonade stand that did not belong After all, this little blonde, six year old tot a permit to sell, she neglected and had not. I will turn her in and stop all this fun, she will soon be scared and on the run So he went to the court house and mayor and such to sign all the papers he wanted so much. He’d stop this child with her lemonade stand, he would be the happiest grump in the land. They will compound her boxes with written signs of “5 cents for lemonade, with even the rind”… He would take care of her wishes of money for school, and keep her from learning the golden rule. | He would make sure she cried and take all her dreams, so the grump would sleep better with all of his schemes. When he was finished, he stayed lingering with a smile, after all, they would tear it down in a while So as he waited in the heat of the day something funny was happening, going her way. The people that were there to tear down her stand, were buying the lemonade, hand over hand. Instead of the five cents she so humbly had charged, they were giving her dollars and in grand assuage. There is something wrong, he pondered and looked, for the people drinking lemonade all were now hooked. He saw the girl smile as she took their money, the people were sharing and calling ‘him’ funny for having lost the spirit of the child deep inside; he grumbled and held back his tear, as he cried. Poor Mr. Grumps left beaten that day and thirsty without a fresh squeezed lemonade. The story of Mr. Grump, left to remind with a child’s heart it is better to be kind! | |
Today
I woke wondering
What should I do
I poured my coffee
And tied my shoes
I guess I will run
That is who I am
The beauty of the sunrise
My day begins again
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Morning
I jaunt in the morning moon
My thoughts are miles away
I give up way too soon
So I can start my day
But I will always be
Jaunting again tomorrow .
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ETERNAL ROSE
Keats spoke of a rose and how it would not wilt.
This rose came only once and was not made of silk.
PIcked among a garden this one unique rose,
taken from the thorns, this flower she chose.
Sat upon his desk, and nurtured from the stems,
drenched in water, cut in a vase, and looking back at him.
He called the rose loveliest of any in his fences,
this rose compared to others, they had no defenses.
However the secret of this rose was not from one attending.
The secret of its beauty was truly from its sending.
This rose he said was more because a friend gave way,
now the beauty of the perfect rose was given to him today.
Swelling powdered scents flowed in the house and settled,
crimson velvet sculptured rose, green stem among the petals.
Beauty in its temporal form in nature’s moment bloomed,
eternal rose, deep within was nurtured to the tomb.
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Red Truck
It caught my eye,
I could not see
the spirit of Christmas
was all over me .
I wondered why
and kept starring long.
As I heard a song,
the song was soft
and rode in on the snow.
It followed the wind
it was then I would know.
Christmas in the night
close but out of sight
we try to understand
a Christmas of love
swept through the land .
Red truck stood still
The dog did not bark
And the snow fell
Right before dark
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Christmas Painting
The beginning of my Christmas painting,
stay tune for the completion.
I hope it is as wonderful as I want it to be,
I hope it looks festive with all the Christmas trees.
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The Pumpkin
A pumpkin with lights
For all souls night ,
soon the face will appear .
As the hallow sight
Draws near,
And only one light
Will be the moon
When it appears .
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