All veterans know that training only goes so far,We firmly grasped just what it took to “raise the bar.”In any war, in any conflict, to beginYou can’t go through the motions and expect to win.We found out early on, as veterans of war,The utter need to know what we were
While at the beach, we’d romp and runDespite the burning sand;To the extent, when day was done,We’d be exhaustion-fanned. On the ride home, (sit back and think),The very moment you sat back,You fell asleep in but a wink,Oblivion on a fast track. In fact, to make the day complete,To what
Be all you can be, you have heard since your teens,But how can you possibly know what that means?At that time, for one thing, you were but naïve;With knowledge so limited, what to believe?Career would be what you could easily seek;Or fall into, not knowing why, so to speak.What’s that
What I’m about to say, perhaps you’ll think it strange,But there’s a lot to think about “Home on the Range.”This isn’t anything about where “deer and antelope play,”Except the life you had to lead in every way.For you had animals for which you had to care;And you had daily chores
What I’m about to say, perhaps you’ll think it strange,But there’s a lot to think about “Home on the Range.”This isn’t anything about where “deer and antelope play,”Except the life you had to lead in every way.For you had animals for which you had to care;And you had daily chores
What you make of life may not be wholly true.A Captain, you see, must depend on his crew,The crew needs a Captain who knows what to do,And both need a seaworthy ship to have, too.The publisher needs some good authors to thrive,And authors need publishers to keep them alive,But each
God will not be mocked; so these words shall ye keep:“Whatsoever a man soweth, that shall he also reap.The sad part is, too many know God will not intervene,So even if they know it’s wrong, their life’s pursuits are seen.They’ll take their chances now, as they do not fear death,They
To me, a prayer must have a substance to it;Not just a wishful thought then running through it.That wishful thought may have good thought behind it,But not be pertinent enough to bind it.A prayer must always move the world around it;That means, the very things that will surround it.An answered
Hey, when I ask you “What’s the matter?” I expectA decent answer, and a measure of respect.A muttered “Nothing!” doesn’t cut it, not a bit,So now, whatever’s bugging you come out with it,Whatever got your dander up, cut me some slack,So that I don’t get in your mood, and give
Our Labor Day is viewed a minor holiday;Its reason for existence not well known by all.But many years ago it held a stronger sway,Where those with jobs would celebrate, and heed its call.This day is meant to celebrate the common man;A tribute to the clock-puncher on every scale.The struggle for
I’m tired of having Science attempt to push asideThose things it can’t explain, and even seek to hide.Plus this, on many things it’s forced to recognizeIt gives a learned explanation not too wise,But one we have to stomach, for it so insistsOur thoughts mean nothing for we are not scientists.“Because
How did computer programming come into play?How many sat around figuring out each wayComputers could be made to seem, to act, to beThe Devil’s advocate, and with apparent glee?Oh, I don’t mean I hear it laugh, but check this out—It does things off the chart as if to show its
It really does not matter muchOn how you look at Summer,But if you brown at the slightest touchOf sun, that is a bummer.I say we’ve come a long, long wayWithout a sea of notions;But you opine, that doesn’t play—We now do have the lotions.So now we have our Summer treat—“Dog-days
One potato, two potato, three potato, four….Oh, you do remember—that’s what memories are for.How about this oldie—On your mark, get ready, Go!These alone were part of all the things which helped you grow.Also, this: One hundred, ready or not, here I come!You may not remember all, but, surely, at least
To paraphrase Einstein explaining his lot,Knowledge is limited. Imagination is not.But what he imagined we cannot conceiveThe concepts he played with, much less then believe.But there’s other factors to Einstein’s mystique—His humor and wit were not close being weak.This follows what I’ve thought, ever so long,That humor and wit in
It is best to be seen as America’s own on this day’We’re American, first, last, and always, and that we display.Since we cannot begin to list all of the credits we’ve done,We may still recognize how and why all these merits were won.There is hardly a thing you now use,
If you compete in any sport, with all your skills to use,If you compete just for yourself, most likely you will lose.A transcendental impetus, when knowing others care,Will oft determine just how well you do, and with them share.In competition where it’s only you against the field,You may think you
Examine each Amendment in our Bill of Rights,Then understand and contemplate what each one cites.Not one, in any shape or form, suggests you must;It may be said, each one encourages your trust.They literally give every citizen a voiceBy making each one simply read “Freedom of Choice.”And that is what our
You live your life as a religious person, scant or much;Quite comfortable with what it teaches, and its loving touch.Let’s say you also read your Bible, bolstering belief—Where almost always, in some measure, you will find relief.But dictates of your daily life, your everyday routines,May well dispel religion, and the
I’m truly sorry, but I know that I am right;My being a black woman, you a male white.Our love may be quite real—in fact, I think, quite strong,But many social graces say that it is wrong.Oh, yes, things are much better than 50 years ago,But bigotry, in many ways, still
