11 March 2012
Tadpole Scoundrel
Tadpole Scoundrel
11 March 2012
Early on at the start
With a twinkle in his eye
He up and stole my heart
And I let that slide by.
Now he's gotten bolder
And takes my cell phone
From its magnetic holder
Carried near my hip bone.
I've learned from past experience
So now my phone isn't trespassed.
It's turned off at my convenience
And any charges are bypassed.
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27 February 2012
Mademoiselle Lorielle
Mademoiselle Lorielle
27 February 2012
There's a smile on my face
And joy fills my heart
Because an event took place,
A new life got it's start.
Lorielle was born this afternoon,
A healthy baby girl at full-term.
For her mother it wasn't too soon.
Of that she was loud and firm.
She was tired of being with child.
Not that the baby was unplanned,
It's just the discomforts piled
Up and inconveniences got out of hand.
Now she can relax and ensure
Her new baby's care and keeping
While dreaming about its future
25 February 2012
Discourse Resource
Discourse Resource
25 February 2012
In getting to know you better,
I try to understand and empathize
By conversation as your newsletter
To see the world thru your eyes.
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19 February 2012
15 February 2012
Do-Good Misunderstood
Do-Good Misunderstood
15 February 2012
After the baby girl was baptized,
The four-year-old brother cried
On the way home traumatized.
In the back seat he turned aside.
"What's the matter, my star son?"
Asked the concerned matron.
Johnny sobbed out, "The parson
Said that he hoped the wee one
Would be raised Christian like his
Praying to and praising Jesus,
But the problem with that plan is
I wanted her to stay and please us."
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14 February 2012
Valentine’s Day 2012
Valentine’s Day 2012
14 February 2012
14 February 2012
On this special occasion
I just wanted to say,
With the voice of persuasion,
“Happy Valentine’s Day!”
I hope it’s a lovely delight
And filled with friendly cheer;
Then at the end of the night
You get naked with someone dear.
I just wanted to say,
With the voice of persuasion,
“Happy Valentine’s Day!”
I hope it’s a lovely delight
And filled with friendly cheer;
Then at the end of the night
You get naked with someone dear.
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07 February 2012
Right Way Overnight Stay
Right Way Overnight Stay
6 February 2012
There's a smile on my face
And joy deep in my heart.
All day thru at my place
My thoughts get a kick start
Recalling to my mind
The recent visit with you.
Lounging around, inclined
To taking our sweet time to
Talk of this or that event,
Letting me acertain
That our time in retirement
Is pure gravy train.
I say thanks again for
The omission of formality
And the pleasant ardor
Of gracious hospitality.
18 January 2012
Yesterday's Rose
Yesterday's Rose
18 January 2012
While passing into my yard
By the white picket gate
I noticed the rose on guard
Had entered a wilted state.
When a faded petal goes
That's yesterday's rose.
Still wanting to belong,
Joining where she can,
Singing her own song
While hoping for a man.
Wearing old-fashioned clothes,
That's yesterday's rose.
She can still kick up her heals
And enjoys dining and dancing.
She know how it all feels
And what's life enhancing.
One of today's widows
Is yesterday's rose.
Looking for a good time
When she can whim it,
Spending her own dime
Within society's limit.
Not youth but wisdom shows
That's yesterday's rose.
16 January 2012
Flash Cash
Flash Cash
16 January 2012
Out on my morning stroll
On a route that's variable,
I spied a slip of paper or debris
On the sidewalk, left carefree.
On a closer look it proved to be
Money in the form of a twenty.
I picked the it up from where it lay,
Put it in my pocket and walked away.
08 January 2012
Innocent Present
Innocent Present
8 January 2012
A favorite memory to recall
Involves my nephew's youngest son.
After dinner when he was small
He toddles up and gets my attention.
Then on my lap snuggled in,
A wee giggle escapes
His open-mouthed grin
As he feeds me grapes.
Such a precious boy
Sharing on his part,
And his smile of joy
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