You were all set on doing something when your Mom said “No!”Then all the gripes and moans and pleading didn’t do a thing.You knew that you were right…besides, what did your Mother know?An even bet, this dialogue has a familiar ring.But what your Mother “knew”, most likely, was experience.And when
This human life has factions far beyond the norm;;Like where two people meet, a bonding starts to form.And, if that bonding’s meant to be, you’ll often findThat each one will, quite often, read the other’s mind.To one, the other’s comment came out of the blue;So how were thoughts transferred? That
The big bad wolf could learn from us—Without a lot of needless fuss;We seniors surely know enoughTo show him how to huff and puff! But, at the same time, Heaven knows,There’s something else we should propose—That what he’s after, after all,Won’t go well with cholesterol. That fairy tale may be
You know the average Leprechaun is small;The average just above your knee is all.In every other aspect though you’d seeThey are like us in their anatomy.There are some differences, like pointed ears,But nothing obvious, so it appears.Their craftiness and penchant to conniveHave been their lot in order to survive;They cannot
Back when we, as a nation, first beganAlready, as a people, quite dispersed.The Irish were disparaged to a man,Considered, on the social scale, the worst. When common labor beckoned, slaves were sought;But slave owners said No!, with sullen ring.“Our slaves are worth more than what you have got!But Irish—they will
To most of you, what’s said here won’t mean anything,To others, it will bring back haunting memories.There are those episodes in every life which stingEach time they are remembered, doomed to never cease.In looking back, each one will violate the norm;What you feel would be logical will not be there.And
However short or long your lifetime is right nowThere have been some events of which you’ve made a vowYou do not want, in any sense, to see again,,At any time, no matter what, or where, or when.The strange part is, each of them will but fade in time,And dim the
Our science says it knows when flowers first evolved;But there are many questions which must be resolved.“Evolved from what?” is the first question we must ask.You can’t evolve from nothing, (taking science to task).In Nature, everything is functional, bar none;So what were flowers for, at first, when said and done?And
It’s time we came to grips with how we came to be;We did not get to be a nation by decree–Our war for Independence did not do the act;We weren’t coerced, we were not forced, and that’s a fact.Our Constitution took a great amount of timeTo put together, many obstacles
When you were just a kid, with all that childhood stuff,Were you aware you were a diamond in the roughAnd, like a diamond, measured for potential worth,A lengthy process that began before your birth.But this does not relate to fame and fortune here;Your “average” life has been the diamond, accents
We need to make a service call, so then, of course, we call;But we get someone who cannot speak English much at all.We try to make “it” understand that we don’t understand;But seemingly there’s no attempt to bridge the language spanned.So what has happened to “good service,” and that needed
You may not be a Jew, and so the HolocaustMeans next to nothing in your mind—the human cost.In your mind, they had to have done something to bringThis all about, which would explain most everything.And, since you were not, are not, personally involvedYou won’t concern yourself in seeing it resolved.When
In searching how our ancestors had lived and died,We always looked for evidence they could not hide.To know how they existed, and on what they fed,Would always come to this—how did they treat their dead?No matter their primeval state, to each his own,Respect and honor, even love, was aptly shown.It’s
I know that Christmas is long gone—a memory;But something happened then that’s still dumbfounding me.My daughter had become a problem months before,And every day since then had been a constant war.It seemed that nothing that we tried did any good;And, believe me, we did everything we could.But I was forced
So this year’s Christmas now has passed;Was it one that you wished would last?Well, then, allow me to this hint to drop—In Christmas, where does it say “Stop!”For Christmas is an attitude;With invitations to intrude.Which means just this: invite them in;“The more the merrier” will win!Your attitude should not have
Unless you make it Christmas, likely it won’t be.For it is just a day, as far as you can see.You’re well aware you like the atmosphere it brings,You do not like the crowds, but smile as carols sing.You do not like debating just what you should buy,And then, push come
At Christmastime, we talk of children being good,Behaving in a way we like to think they should.Convincing children to be good is like a bribe—By using Santa as a force, to then subscribe.Our satisfaction with this method is well known,It’s now traditional in that respect alone.But, strangely, nothing’s ever said
From the vault, June 12, 2014 (revised): School shootings. Assaults on minorities. Government troops in the streets. Congressional gridlock. Inflation. The list of societal woes goes on and on. How many times, dear reader, do we speak about the “good old days” when life was simpler, people were more civil,
December 7, ’41: Pearl Harbor Day!But most of you were not alive then, or too young,To recognize its impact then, in any way;But that day must not be allowed to fade, unsung,Because of passing time, advancing years or not,For in and of that day this nation came alive;And you now
Do you believe in Santa Claus? Perhaps you’d better!You must be cognizant that he’s a trend setter.We’re lucky that we get him on this Christmas gig;For as our kids are quick to tell you, he is BIG!And I can prove it—every Christmas, every letterThat they send Santa seems to make
