The rain falls.
The rainfall to the ground so softly.
All to make a puddle of water for me.
Rain tapped on the window to have me look
As it falls a little harder.
Coming down with a blast of thunder and a light show
So pretty as it lights the sky.
The rain is cold and turning now to snow.
Each flakes a rain drop it was.
All different shapes but you can't see.
As the snow covers the ground.
A blanket of white in the wind does make as the snow fall harder this day.
Trees are bare  these day of leaves as the white covers their branches.
The moon starts to shine and the snow trickles as it falls.
What a nice night to watch the rainfall.

He called
He called and told me good bye.
For I'm going to leave this place.
I will go to a place that has only joy for me.
He called and said there will be no more sweet kisses
Or tender hugs.
In this place, there are no wars or killing done.
Flowers and birds grow and sing all day.
The rain does not come but there is many of clouds.
He called and said, the trip is long but the wait and sees it is short and great.
He called to say good bye but said many things and did not cry.
The call he made cannot be returned for he makes it just to say good bye.

I cry these tears.
I cry these tears, for you.
You left before I could say good bye.
I have still a lot to say to you.
But I cry these tears.
I miss our times together.
And the little things we did.
Now I just cry these tears for you.
It hurts that the time was short.
But a joy for what i had.
The tears are on my cheeks.
Are now watering the flowers I keep.
I cry these tears.
Heaven shall be happy for you
As you look down on us.
And tell me don't cry these tears.

One More day
If you could come one more day
You would make the world so happy.
With peace on earth and good will to all.
One day is not enough
People are fighting and shooting guns.
One more santa please.
No gift of toys or cell phones.
Only the gift of love will do.
One more day might bring me happiness.
For that day god would say thank you for your help.

The brick and the window
I pick up this red brick.
It was so heavy to lift.
Square in size with little marks.
The window nice and clean.
Shine as the sun hit it.
I throw the brick at the window. Hearing it hit.
As it bounced off the window to the ground.
The brick breaks as it hits the ground. The window was bullet proof.

I love Christmas lights! They remind me of
The people who voted for Obama.
They all hang together, half of them don't work,
And the ones that do, aren't all that bright.
Illegals comes to our country to tell to turn off our lights.
But we burn them  bright as Americans do.
Then hang mistletoe to their a-- and send them back.
Our Christmas light will burn so bright this Christmas.Night

What will be 2016 bring for you?
What will bring 2016 for you.
Will it bring a president to cheer.
Will it make you a millionaire.
Or will it be a time of joy/
Will it be a time to be sad.
Maybe it will be a time for you to get rich.
Or a time to get rid of that ----h?
Will it be a time to be glad or a time to be a witch.
Wait to see for 2016 will be up on us.
Soon you will see.

Snow
The snow is falling so lightly on the ice cover pond.
Each flakes a different design as they make a puzzle blanket on the frozen pond.
The snow covers the foot prints of the children that once played in the yard.
Making snow angels that now disappear as the snow fall.
I listen to the wind as it whipped across my window.
The weather man on the old tv tells of a storm that will bring more snow into tomorrow.
As i look I see the birds trying to hide from the cold.
The snow begins to fall faster and a lot more to make it hard to see the pond.
A small deer stands next to a tree looking for a place to rest its tiny head.
As I think of the storm, I wonder how nice spring would be.
Only if it wasn't tomorrow.

Holiday sales
The holiday season is just here you can tell.
The stores are marking the prices up to sell.
The season starts with a preblack friday sale.
This is where they look to see how many people will be buying this year.
Then it black friday the sale of the year.
The stores all rush to mark up the prices
So they can give you a10% off sale.
People run through the stores like a herd of cows.
Pushing and grabbing everything in sight.
Stores stay open most of the night.
Saturday come the sale is not done
Now you have after black friday sale two days of the left overs are gone.
Now on to mon where the people stay home or go to work. So they can shop on line.
It's cyber monday what a joy. Sales on the computer until it goes dead.
Now it's time to relax for next week we have pre christmas sales.
Oh joy for the season I like it alot but i just want to know what my bank account looks like.

**** Wrestling
After having a few beers.
I made my way to the bar.
I was so drunk the got happy when i read the sign out front.
**** wrestling all is welcome.
I crawled to the door and stood up to walk in.
There it was. A mud pond is just waiting for them.
Two more beers and i could hardly see once more.
The band began to play. And out they came.
Two women was in swim suits.
Pursued by a man in a g string.
I ordered two more beers and took my two the chair at ring side.
Another man came out on to the floor. Dressed the same as the first.
Then ring side became a mans dream. Women all around the ring.
I heard someone Yell take it off.
But to my shock, the two men jumped in the mud pond.
After a few beers more.I yelled wheres the **** wrestling.
And to my surprise, someone yelled, it's dude wrestling not ****.

The two of you
It hard to say good to the two of you.
I think of each time I have a glass of milk.
Time we shared over each glass was a great time for me.
I'll miss you both as we part.
I'll only cry when the milk is gone.
So bye for now my two friends
Till the next time I have cookies.

Candidate for President
The candidate they all are aligned on the stage.
A debate we shall have.
Question and answers fired from everywhere.
Money, guns, illegals are on their minds.
They tell us what they want to do,
Not want they will do.
A job for Joe is out the window as Juan gets free housing and food stamps.
Guns they say are killing people. But guns don't people do.
So I say to all the candidate tells your lies now.
For we the people are prepared for the same we have had before.
No truth from you or a President
Vote for a poet!

Old Tom is placed on the run.
Old Tom is on the run once more.
For Thanksgiving is so near.
He is looking for a place to conceal.Just to save his head.
Though the barn yard he does go.
To the chicken coop he does hide.
But only to find that he has no pride.
The horse stalls are a good place.But horse doesn't have six legs.
Towards the pond Tom must run but he can't swim like that swan
No place for Tom to hide. Off with his head the children yell.
As the farmer comes Tom Does hide under the chopping block
Is that place.
They all yelled where is Tom.
For now without Tom. It's Chicken for dinner Again!!!!

The days before Christmas
It was about two days before Christmas.And dad was hanging the lights on the roof.
Things were going just great at the time. When all hell broke loose.
Dad he fell through the roof. And broke both his legs.
The doctor told him it would be six weeks before he could come home.
Mom was at the mall buying last min gifts. When she fell on the ice and broke her arm.
I found myself in the kitchen making pies for Christmas dinner.When the cat jumps on the table.
And ate the pie fillings.
I went to turn on the tree lights. When a light blew out and caught the tree on fire.
And burnt house down.
The neighbors they brought us food to eat. It was pizza and wings.Because the dog took the turkey.
It was all gone.
At the hotel I step out to go to the store. But when I return our gifts was gone.
The police when they left said "Merry Christmas to you have a good night".
My reply to the best I could was Ba humbug to Christmas I believe in the Easter bunny.

The light of twinkle toes
Last night I was watching the sky.
And a funny sight my eyes did see.
For in the sky I saw a red light Oh, so bright.
I knew right away it must be the red nose reindeer.
But when I looked again there were four more lights.
They were just as bright as the first one.
When I asked someone close. Who that was?
They said that it was twinkle toes. Santa's new reindeer.
Santa said, i love the red nose, but i get more light from
twinkle toes

Christmas with Christ
I was setting on a hillside late Christmas eve.
Not saying a thing to anyone.
When a man came up along side of me and sat down.
We sat there for hours and said nothing.
The moon went and the sun came up.
The man stood and started to walk away.
Then he turns and said someday there will be world peace.
Then he left.
I thought to myself that had to be Christ.
For this is Christmas and he would have only known.What was on my mine.

I live but never die
I am an American born free here.
I live here and I will not die here.
I am a solider now for my country.
I have fought in many wars.
Along side my brothers and sisters.
I fought for freedom for you and many more.
I live but I will not die.
I may get killed in battles not won.
But I will not die.
I will live forever in the minds of those that know me.
I will live on the lips of those that only know my name.
But I will not die for i'm a hero to all Americans
For I'm A solider forever known.

God doesn't care where you pray
I saw an old man sitting on the steps of a run down church.
I stopped and ask why you do crying.
He said," look at this church it is run down,
Broken windows, no doors, God won't answer my prayers here!
I placed my hand on his shoulder. And stated in these words.
God doesn't care where you pray. He doesn't care if it's here on these steps.
God meets all prayers, even here. Broken windows or not.
And thank you sir for praying.
The man looked straight at me and smiled.

The Battle between Heaven and Hell
The battle starts the day you die.
For your soul is left behind.
Chief god wants it if you are good.
But the devil will take it if you are bad.
No love between God and the devil that's for sure.
And the battle is just here.
To heaven you may visit for things as are agreeable.
To hell the devil says the fiery gates to open.
A battle that has lasted for years will never end with the soul we leave behind.
Where would you go if your soul could talk?
To tell God you want heaven and not hell
The battle will go on and only time will tell.

The Mouse
The mouse in the hole in the floor.
Was gray little thing. But brave as could be.
In and out she would go.Just to smell the cheese.
The cats would gather to see as they could catch her.
One cat two cats now there are three.
Fast as she could go she would run.
Under the door, she would go.
And there was the fourth.
And now there is no mouse to look for.

The Penny man
There was an old man who walked the streets.
Day after day. Giving pennies to the young and old.
A gray haired man with a kind smiles.
He would walk by you and if you said "hello " to him.
A penny was all your reward.
Now he walks the streets of heaven. With a smile on his face.
Telling everyone "I'm an angel and these pennies are from heaven."

The man was from Springville N.Y. and everyone knew the penny man.

Twice they cried.
As they stood and said I do.
They cried together for the first time.
They cried in joy as they wed.
To be together as long as they live.
They cried for the second time.
I do know.
As they lay in bed
One ready to die,one ready to live.
They cried as one left this world.
Twice they cried but not sadden
For they know they will be together again.

The old woman
As a white candle
In a holy place,
So is the beauty
As an angel aged face.

As the radiance
Of the winter sun,
So is a woman
With her travail done.

Her brood gone from her,
And her thoughts as still
As the waters
Under a ruined mill.

Not Far at all
We may be apart o'little one.
Not by those of yours or mine.
Too far to travel just to say hi and to far just to stay.
But with the question in mind we can find that way to talk.
You call and happy you become now you know we give love.
Lost love that has always been there from grandma and me.
A phone call away from love you'll be, so smile little one
You're not far at all.

In to the night
In to the night he goes.
With no fear he shows.
In to the night he flies.
On the wings of an angel he will ride.
To see what maybe a downfall with no pride.
In to the night he goes.
To help those in need.
To answer their prayers
In the shadow of the night he goes.

False love
False love,and thou played me this
In the summer among the flower?
I will repay thee back again
In winter among the showers.
Unless again, again, my love.
Unless you turn again:
As you with other maidens rove,
I'll smile on other men.

sir walter scott ,

If it would have been a snake
There it is right in front of you.
If it was any larger, you would trip over it.
It's not that small open your eyes.
If it would have been a snake it would have bit you.
I know you can see them.
So please look there right there.
Now put them on there your glasses not mine.

On the death of thee
There's little joy in life for me,
And  little terror in the grave:
I've lived the parting hour to see
Of one I would have died to save.

Calmly to watch the failing breath,
Wishing each sigh might be the last;
Longing to see the shade of death
Over those beloved features cast;
The cloud, the stillness that must part
The darling of my life from me;
And then to thank God from my heart, to thank him well and fervently:
Although i knew that we had lost
The hope and glory of our life;
And now , benighted, tempest-tossed,
Must bear alone the weary strife

Hollow Brick Road
You can hear the echoing sounds
When the horses go passing by.
The loud sound in your mind.
A hollow sound.
The children playing make the noise only louder
As they run and play on the hollow street of brick.
Where can you find this hollow road you want to know?
To your dreams, as you listen to the sounds of the clock passing time.

Eyes that last I saw in tears
Eyes that last I say in tears
Though division
Here in death's dream kingdom
The golden vision reappears
I see the eyes but not the tears
This is my affliction
This is my affliction
Eyes I shall not see again
Eyes of decision
Eyes I shall not see unless
At the door of death's other kingdom
Where , as in this ,
The eyes outlast a little while
Little while outlast the tears
And hold us in derision.

Never more will be the wind.
Cherish you again.
Never more will be the rain .
Never more
Shall we find you bright
In the snow and wind.
The snow is melted,
The snow is gone.
And you are flown:
Like a bird out of hand,
Like a light out of our heart ,
You are gone
Never more.

Who is your neighbor?
My neighbor is a little old lady.
With the brightest gray hair you ever seen.
And always has a smile to say hi with.
She has a rocker that I never been used.
At her kitchen and half the town smells like apple pie.
Which drives me crazy.
She's a kind old lady at all.

The Dead poet---lord alfred douglas
I dreamed of him last night,I saw his face
All radiant and unshadowed of distress,
And as of old, in music measureless,
Heard his golden voice and marked him trace
Under the common thing the hidden grace, a
And conjure wonder out of emptiness,
And all the world was an enchanted place.
And then methought outside a locked gate
I mourned the loss of unrecord words,
Forgotten tales and mysteries half said,
wonders that might have been articulate,
And so I woke and knew that he was dead.

The sun has slowly set
The sun has slowly set,and the long grass now
Waves dreamily in the evening wind;
And the birds has flown from that gray stone
In all the lonely landscape around
I see no light and hear no sound,
Except the wind that is a long way away.
Comes sighing over the sea.
For the sun has slowly set
And the night starts to fall.

To Poets -- By Walter savege Landor[1775-1864]
My children!Speak ill of one another;
I do not ask you not to hate;
Cadets must envy every elder brother,
The little poet must the great.

To_
Music ,when soft voices die,
Vibrates in the memory...
Odours, when sweet violets sicken,
Live within the sense they quicken.
Rose leaves , when the rose is dead ,
Are heaped for the beloved's bed
And so their thoughts, when you are gone,
Love itself shall slumber on.
As the moon glows upon trees
The birds will sing a song so pretty only
To_

Fire and Ice
Some say the world will end in fire,
Some say in Ice.
From what i've tasted of desire
I hold with those who favor fire.
But if it had to perish twice,
I think i know enough of hate
To say that for destruction by ice
Is also great
And would suffice.

Where do clouds go?
I look at the sky and I do wonder.
Where do the clouds go as they pass me by?
They move so fast that so time I have it hard to just follow one.
Do they move to the North or do they run to the South?
I see there was a few in the east and one moving from the west.
Where do they go when they are gray? And are they happy when their white.
Where do they go at night I may ask .
For where do clouds really go?
I just want to find out.

I Fly high
I fly high and proud these days
I have flown for over 200 years.
I fly high on buildings and on poles.
I wave to those that sing pretty songs for me.
I fly each and everyday somewhere.
Men and women salute me proud.
To say they love for who I' am.
I fly high yes I do!
I'm The America flag And i will bow to no other
I fly high just for you.

Will I Remember...
Will I remember how you smiled
To see me write your name upon
The soft sea-sand...'o what a child!
You think you're writing upon stone!"
I have since written what no tide
Shall ever wash away , what men
Unborn shall read our ocean wide
And find Bella's name again.

Heart ,we will forget him
Heart, we will forget him!
You and I, Tonight and Tomorrow!
You will forget the warmth he gave,
I will forget the light.
When you are done ,
Pray to tell me I may remember him!

I know where I'm going
I know where i'm going
I know who's going with me
I know who i love,
But the dear knows who i'll marry.
I'll have stocking of silk. Shoes of fine green leather,
Combs to buckle my hair
And rings for every finger.
Feather beds are soft.
Painted rooms are bonny;
But I'd leave them all.
To go with my love Johnny.
Some say he's dark
I say he's bonny
He's the flower of them all
My handsome,coaxing Johnny.
I know where I'm going
I know Who's going with me,
I know who I love,
But the  dear knows who I'll marry.

The Giant
I closed my eyes and there it was.
The biggest thing you ever saw.
I wasn't dreaming not yet I know.
When I open my eyes there it was.
It was walking up my
Not now it's here between my eyes
Not yet here it is in my nose and to my surprise.
It was a giant fly.

For you
To marry to marry.
Will you marry me?
To love to love.
How I  love the
To die to die
Will you die with me?
To Marry,to love and to die for you.
Is the only thing for me.

Dream
You dream a dream
You search for that dream for a life request.
You ask yourself can that dream be real.
Then you search once more.
When you find that dream real or not.
It can make you happy or sad.
Just remembers it was a dream to start with.
So dream on and live your life to the fullest chasing those dreams.

I tell no lie
You want me to look you in the eye.
You ask a question that I cannot lie.
You ask with a stronger voice.
I says the same  
For I tell no lie on this question.
You ask in a different way
But I tell you them same.
I tell no lie on this question.
You repeat the question over and over getting the same answer.
For I tell no lie.
Why can't you believe me? I tell no lie!!

A mothers cries

A mother that is good to her child.
Let's the child goes with the father for a visit.
Time is up and the horror begins.
The child is not returned.
The father says bye to the mother and then does not respond to her cry for her child.
The father runs with the child without a trace.
Mother what should I do?
The police is call and what a joke>
The mother cries for some help.
The police and bss does thing to help the mother get her child.
They find him with the father but doesn't return him to the mother.
The mother cries!
DSS tells her she is bad. However, how is it so when the mother cries.
Child is with the father somewhere as the mother cries!

Rain walker
I walk along a long road.
The rain begins to flow.
A drop here and a drop there,oh so lightly.
You listen to the drops as they hit the trees and the signs on the road.
I walk a little faster as the rain is getting harder.
The drop s start to cover the holes in the road as I walk alone.
Rain drops on my head they start to hurt as they fall.
Now the rain walk becomes a runner to hold from getting wet.
Now it stops I walk in the rain once more.

If you could. Would you?
If you could change the world.
What you do?
Would you walk the sandy beaches and clean them once more.
Would you make the city streets? Like the pretty country roads
If you could would you walk with a stranger and call him a friend.
Would you end the wars and hate. And fills it with joy and love?
Would you stop all the killing of those that did no wrong.
If you could would you get on your knees and pray to god. To help you make these changes.
If you could> Would you?

Rise Dixieland Rise
Rise dixieland to fire our gun once more.
Let the shout of the south ring once more.
Let's protect our southern heritage and god give rights.
Not to fight our kin, friends but those that hate for which we stand.
To arms to arms my dixieland and shall we bring the north this time.
Fight those from other land that hate us too.
Rise dixieland rise And, this time we shall win!