Remembering Our Worth

While going through past posts, I came across this one discussing the importance of remembering our worth. This is especially written for the women among us.  While dealing with illness, tkr recuperation, or other difficult situations, it is easy to forget how worthy we are. Enjoy…

The One Flaw In Women

By the time the Lord made woman,
He was into his 20th day of working overtime.
An angel appeared and said,
‘Why are you spending so much time on this one?’
And the Lord answered, ‘Have you seen my spec sheet on her?

She has to be completely washable, but not plastic,
have over 200 movable parts, all replaceable
and able to run on diet coke and leftovers.

She must have a lap that can hold four children at one time,
have a kiss that can cure anything from a scraped knee to a broken heart
-and she will do everything with only two hands.’

The angel was astounded at the requirements.
And only two hands!? No way!
And that’s just on the standard model?
That’s too much work for one day.
Wait until tomorrow to finish.’

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Sharing A Touching Poem Titled ‘Wind And Sea’

Hi my favorite readers! It’s always nice to find poems and literary writings that provide readers with something more than simple words. As we are all too aware, it takes a special skill to weave words together that leave a positive lasting impression.

While browsing the Internet recently, I came upon this poem that I believe falls into this special category. This poem is written by an anonymous author. Whoever the author is…THANK YOU for composing such a touching, thoughtful, romantic, and soothing poem!!!

Hope you enjoy this as much as I have.

Wind and Sea
Love come to me
By wind by sea
Bring your breeze and salty lips
Bring me to my knees and drown me in sips
Of a sweet kiss
And true bliss
That fills me
Because love came to me

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A Patriotic Poem Worth Sharing

Hi my favorite readers! Here is a reprint of a patriotic poem that has received much positive feedback and holds true to this day:

He was getting old and paunchy
And his hair was falling fast,
And he sat around the Legion,
Telling stories of the past.

Of a war that he once fought in
And the deeds that he had done,
In his exploits with his buddies;
They were heroes, every one.

And ‘tho sometimes to his neighbors
His tales became a joke,
All his buddies listened quietly
For they knew where of he spoke.

But we’ll hear his tales no longer,
For ol’ Joe has passed away,
And the world’s a little poorer
For a Soldier died today.

He won’t be mourned by many,
Just his children and his wife.
For he lived an ordinary,
Very quiet sort of life.

He held a job and raised a family,
Going quietly on his way;
And the world won’t note his passing,
‘Tho a Soldier died today.

When politicians leave this earth,
Their bodies lie in state,
While thousands note their passing,
And proclaim that they were great.

Papers tell of their life stories
From the time that they were young
But the passing of a Soldier
Goes unnoticed, and unsung.

Is the greatest contribution
To the welfare of our land,
Some jerk who breaks his promise
And cons his fellow man?

Or the ordinary fellow
Who in times of war and strife,
Goes off to serve his country
And offers up his life?

The politician’s stipend
And the style in which he lives,
Are often disproportionate,
To the service that he gives.

While the ordinary Soldier,
Who offered up his all,
Is paid off with a medal
And perhaps a pension, small.

It is not the politicians
With their compromise and ploys,
Who won for us the freedom
That our country now enjoys.

Should you find yourself in danger,
With your enemies at hand,
Would you really want some cop-out,
With his ever waffling stand?

Or would you want a Soldier–
His home, his country, his kin,
Just a common Soldier,
Who would fight until the end.

He was just a common Soldier,
And his ranks are growing thin,
But his presence should remind us
We may need his likes again.

For when countries are in conflict,
We find the Soldier’s part
Is to clean up all the troubles
That the politicians start.

If we cannot do him honor
While he’s here to hear the praise,
Then at least let’s give him homage
At the ending of his days.

Perhaps just a simple headline
In the paper that might say:
“OUR COUNTRY IS IN MOURNING,
A SOLDIER DIED TODAY.”

Be Patriotic and Pass On The Patriotism!
YOU can make a difference!

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Songwriting Concerns

While my thoughts are still buzzing around after my yearly follow-up for my tkr, I thought I’d take a break from it and write about something else.

Tonight I am enjoying the intellectually stimulating Red Green Show. Each episode has Harold and Red sitting by the campfire singing a song. The song performed on tonight’s episode did not rhyme nor make any sense at all. Add this to Red’s voice lacking any tone and…. It was great! 🙂

Anyways….it got my creative juices flowing since I’ve been involved with songwriting lately. I have a thing about wanting things to rhyme. I’m not so heavy into that now since hearing Red and Harold. 😕 I threw together these short poems.
Enjoy!

Being a song writing novice,
Can be rather overwhelming
When it comes to being stumped,
Just do it and quit whining….

**************
Red Green on guitar,
Harold on spoons,
Sing about life,
While sitting in the boons.
*********
So worried about not rhyming lyrics,
Just sit and sit while tossing proses,
Only to watch a Red Green show,
Prove it comes and goes in doses
***********
It don’t rhyme,
It don’t jive,
Makes me laugh,
And that’s no crime.

Riding Buses & Climbing Stairs

Upon doing both of the above during yesterday, and recuperating today…I have penned the following poem:

Riding buses is kind of cheap,
Let others do the driving,
Sit in the right seat.

Know your schedule,
Don’t go astray,
Let that be a lesson,
To have a great day.

And….
Climbing stairs for exercise,
Is easy to do upon sun’s rise,

Climbing stairs at day’s end,
Makes for aching bones,
That makes no amends.