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390 · Jan 2016
Blessed Are the children
Harold r Hunt Sr Jan 2016
Blessed are the children
Blessed are the children that God gives us.
Blessed the love we provide them with.
Blessed the joy of seeing them grow
Blessed are the children as God calls them home.
The lost of any loved one is a hurt that nobody can stand.
All we can do is pray for the family and send our love.
389 · Jul 2014
On my Shoulder
Harold r Hunt Sr Jul 2014
On my shoulder
On my shoulder you do set
Like a king within his glory.
Next to my ear you do cheap
Wood good boy I hear so low.
As you get ready to fly away
To the next time you're on my shoulder
388 · Jun 2016
What happen
Harold r Hunt Sr Jun 2016
What happen
What happen to the Fourth Of July parade
What happen to the flags that led the parade?
What happen to all the floats and funny clowns
What happen all the old cars and the fire trucks.
What happen to the bands that played the music.
Where did it go?
No more they say it might offend someone.
Well if you are offended Please think who's country, you're in.
Harold r Hunt Sr Jan 2016
A new year party to remember.
Tonight we had a party.We  welcome in 2016.
It was a great party of about 23000 people.
There was music. Dancing and singing.
Everyone had a good time.
A party to remember. Because we all got a long.
No fighting, no name calling.
One big family we were. Black, white, red and yellow.
All Americans bring in a different year.
I think you could of hear the count down around the world
From the Queen City, Charlotte, N.C.
A city of friendship not hate.
It was a New Year's Party to remember.
386 · Jun 2014
Beat O Matic
Harold r Hunt Sr Jun 2014
Beat o matic.
Yes you can clean about anything with beat o matic.
You can clean a rug full of bugs.
You can clean a mat full of rats.
Beat O matic you can buy it at your local tennis shop.
385 · Jan 2016
The Beer Trip
Harold r Hunt Sr Jan 2016
The Beer trip
I went to a party the other night
I had a great time and was feeling no pain.
When joe walked up to me and said it was my turn to get the beer.
I took his keys and went to the truck.
I headed towards town what fun I was having.
Got to buffalo and found a store.
Only a six packs were left.
So back in the truck i went down the road
And I found myself at a shopping center. In Erie.
There was just a case of beer so off I went once more.
When the beer ran out, I looked for a store.
In buckley west va.In a gasstation.Once again two cases of beer i did find.
So off I head south once more.
When I ran out of I found myself in buffalo.(sc) . I call old joe and told him i would be back
That I'm in buffalo. Old said to me that the beer was in the barn at the end of the road.
What a beer trip it was.
385 · Apr 2016
A flag that does not fly
Harold r Hunt Sr Apr 2016
A flag that does not fly.
They place a flag up on his casket.
One to honor his life he gave to his country.
It will not fly today on a building.
Only in the hearts of those he left behind.
Stars and stripes an American flag.
Give to his family to honor him.
with the stars up facing heaven
As he is called to another place to serve a higher power.
May we bless those that left and those that will
For this flag will only fly for them.
384 · Jul 2014
the old schoolhouse.
Harold r Hunt Sr Jul 2014
The old schoolhouse.
On the hill next to the creek
Sat the old school house.
Not used today because of the old bell.
The school was built with a large old bell you can really tell.
But every day it rings so loud that it can be heard for miles around.
In the school, there are no books,tables or desk to set.
A big crack in the old floor where he fell to his death.
The old school house is just there to stay.
Use your mind to think of your own ending.
384 · Jun 2014
The Day After Grad.
Harold r Hunt Sr Jun 2014
The Day after grad.
The day after you grad. You get home not knowing what to do.
Looking through the newspaper.
A butcher, a baker, a Hamburg maker.
No plans at all but just had to call. Mickey Ds or the cow king. They say jobs are good.
I walk the floor I just can't do it no more.
Dam I want to go back to school.
384 · Jun 2014
Signs do not mean free
Harold r Hunt Sr Jun 2014
Signs do not mean free.
There are numerous signs these days.
Signs for phones and signs for homes.
Signs for toys and signs with joy theres signs to buy gas and signs that give you gas.
Signs for books and signs for a fish hook.
The sign that people look the most is the sign that doesn't say free.
These days nothing is free there is always a catch.
So the next time look at a sign read it carefully.
It might say free.
383 · May 2014
Two Sisters
Harold r Hunt Sr May 2014
Two Sisters at the gates to heaven.Looking for someone they know.
They look as they walk,left to right.
Looking to see them soon.
Two sister walking hands and hand.
As they walk a little more. They saw a friend the missed before.
Asking him, "has you seen "?
He pointed down the way.
Two sisters hands and hand.
One sister tells to the other as she points. There they are.
The fresh looks with a face of joy.
there is mom and dad.
Two sisters being in heaven so the can be family once more.
For My Two Sisters My you R.I.P. Hope you found them!
381 · Sep 2016
I can't sleep
Harold r Hunt Sr Sep 2016
I can't sleep at night because my heart is broken.
you left and my heart is falling apart.
I had always said that I would protect you,
But I failed to do so.
I can't sleep
I cry for you my little one.
So Young and cute.
I can't sleep for I can't say bedtime.
I can't put your tiny body next to mine.
I can't check on you through the night.
I can't protect you
I can't sleep at night my heart is all broken.
380 · Jun 2014
Gramma's house
Harold r Hunt Sr Jun 2014
Gramma's house.
Gramma's is a large and brown.
With flowers all around.
Long green steps to the pouch.
With chairs three to spare.
As you enter you can smell
All the nice things she does have.
She bakes in her kitchen.
A sweet apple pie for you and I.
It's nice to go to Gramma's house.
She lives at the end of the lane.
379 · Nov 2014
Sunday night
Harold r Hunt Sr Nov 2014
The pizza has been ordered.
The chicken is cooking.
The tv is on and ready to show.
It's Sunday night and the game is on.
The beer is cold and ready to drink.
Chip are in the bowl a few to eat.
No women would be good.
For Sunday night football is for us.
Harold r Hunt Sr Dec 2014
The New Years resolution game.
People each year make a promise that they will do anything.
They say that they will quit smoking or will not drink.
This game gets everyone hooked.
They just want to see who will last.
I'll lose weight while eating a plate of apple pie.
I won't spend anymore money while test driving that new car.
All these resolutions become a myth in a game we play each year.
As they light their smoke and drink another beer.
I'll give you my New Year resolution.
Oh wait that one is taken, no I can't make that one I love it to much.
The New Year resolution game goes on.
I just hope you can play and win this silly game.
378 · Dec 2014
New Year's eve.
Harold r Hunt Sr Dec 2014
New Year's Eve.
The beer is in the cooler the tv is tuned in to the ball drop.
I be ready and willing to Kick in the New Year.
Chips and dip and soda pop to.
Gin and *** may bring a grin.
Ready to count down is all most here
I think I'll take a short nap.
I'll sleep till the guest all get here
What a party I'll have next year.
376 · Aug 2014
the flowers
Harold r Hunt Sr Aug 2014
The flower.
The flowers they do bloom.
In colors for my room.
Red,pink and a little yellow. Will make the room mellow.
Roses for rose in a room of paper flowers.
So pretty as can be.
The flowers are for me.
Harold r Hunt Sr Aug 2016
There are candles burning somewhere.
Tonight there are candles burning
For the falling heroes that gave their lives for our freedom.
A candle burns to say thank you.
From the highest mountain top.
To the lowest coastline of our shores.
A candle burns tonight to show our love
No hate, no disrespect for these soldiers.
As the candles burn somewhere, let the flame burn bright for America.
373 · Aug 2014
Behind these bars
Harold r Hunt Sr Aug 2014
Behind these Bars
I'm behind these bars
I don't know why.
They put me here from far away.
I see others but can't get out.
I'm just going out of my mine.
Being behind these bars.
I get food twice a day.
And that is my pay
I'm a tiger, that's behind these bars.
370 · Jul 2014
What's Happen?
Harold r Hunt Sr Jul 2014
What's happen?
As the world is at war in many places.
The earth is kicking up many streams.
Here in japan and the USA
Rain and mud with damaging winds.
Fires in the West as heat bears down.
We want to know what's happen?
As the world, changes it is bringing different things.
Each day a shot is fired And a storm may fall
We want to know what's happen?
Nobody knows!
369 · Aug 2014
Blessed the gift
Harold r Hunt Sr Aug 2014
Blessed The gift
O'Lord blessed are all your hands that heal.
O'Lord blessed are the prayer your answer.
O'Lord blessed are the gift you give each day.
Want to say thank you Lord for the lives you save.
Blessed Lord that answers thee.
By Harold r Hunt Sr
08/29/14
4th place Award
368 · Jan 2016
Look Away
Harold r Hunt Sr Jan 2016
Look Away
Look away out there to sea
Look away just across the street.
Look away at the sun that shines
Look away at the light that gives life.
Now look and tell me what you see
Could it be sadness or joy/
Could you see the water that will be rain
Under the clouds, That you look away far away.
Look away to those that love and those that hate.
Make a smile and the other a frown.
But don't look away they might be friends.
367 · May 2014
Income
Harold r Hunt Sr May 2014
A little oldy gave me a dollar.
I gave her two in return.
The little old lady gave me two.
I gave her three in return.
The little old lady gave me four.
I gave her five in return.
The little old lady gave me five.
I gave her five in return.
The little old lady Ask me why i only gave her five.
I said "the Government would declare it a income and I would be taxed.
363 · May 2014
A Letter to a Soldier
Harold r Hunt Sr May 2014
A letter to a soldier.
Dear Solder:
   I saw you the other day. You had on a uniform so neat. With shinny buttons and shoe.
I like the way you carried the flag. Nice tall For all to see.
My dad says, You fight for our freedom and for me to be able to write this letter.
My dad says freedom doesn't come cheap. And many of your friends.Have gave their lives?
He told me about the American wars and how the first war was for our freedom and rights.
He told me how a man tried to **** us all and take our country. How the soldiers stop them all.
We solder,. 't time for me to go to bed . But I'll say a prayer for you tonight.
Thanking you for my freedom and my life.
                Thankyou American solder,            
                         Johnny
361 · Jun 2014
Beautiful lady
Harold r Hunt Sr Jun 2014
March 4, 2013



Beautiful Lady

A beautiful lady with eyes on fire,
That sparkle and laugh, that can smile and cry,
I love your eyes so clear and true.
Beautiful lady I adore you.

A twinkling look that bubbles bright,
With a heart to care, and a heart to love,
With hands to hold, and hands to help,
Beautiful lady there to give.

Beautiful lady, a smile so bright,
So warm and gentle, so soft. A delight.
A voice so clear,
That calms and soothes, a voice that wipes all fears.

Beautiful lady,
I'll give to you, my thoughts, my prayers, my hopes,
I offer you my heart, my strength.
My love is yours for ever.

Beautiful lady,
I love you as you are.
Beautiful.


  Written by Rodney A Hunt
Was Written by My Son With His permission to use it.
360 · Dec 2014
The Cape
Harold r Hunt Sr Dec 2014
The cape
It's a sunny, cold day on the Cape.
I long to be there to walk on the beach.
The air is cold from the north breeze.
That brings the waves that tap the shore.
You can hear the roar of the surf as night will begin to fall.
The birds are gone for the day, will sing another day.
As this day ends here on the cape
358 · May 2014
School.
Harold r Hunt Sr May 2014
Well one full week of school gone bye. Kids are asking when Christmas vacation starts. Not enough work to keep awake in class. So 1st - 4th period is sleep time. But wheres the teachers. In the teacher's room drinking and being all sorts of fun.Weekend here more homework. Can't watch tv can't play video games can't go to girlfriends house.(Boy) I thought school was from Monday to Friday  not the whole weekend too.!!Weekend is over back to school tomorrow. Homework not done. Dog ate part of it the birds ate the rest. Teacher will be ****** but not going to school tomorrow. Have Dr appointment so who cares.Week two of school more homework that will never end. Teacher takes a cell phone because you're bored in a class that you don't need. Football team stinks so bad that even the mascot had to cry why me. So what will next week bring the same old stuff. Oh welcome back to school kids have fun!!
356 · Sep 2014
They Flew Their Flags
Harold r Hunt Sr Sep 2014
They Flew Their flags
Two armies flew their flags as they fought each other.
Killing one from the north and one from the south.
They flew their flags each with pride in their own belief.
Now today they fight as one for the flag they love.
One from the north and one from the south fighting
Those that want to take away our belief of life.
We fly it high to show we stand as one in a country in love of our flag.
They flew their flags now as one of the land they do love.
A 1st Place Award winner
355 · Feb 2016
The poem I forgot
Harold r Hunt Sr Feb 2016
The poem I forgot
I wanted to write a poem
A that everyone would not forget
One of flowers, one about dogs.
Maybe one about the clouds in the sky
Or the cold snow or the sunshine.
I just always wanted to write a poem.
But I forgot the words!
354 · Jun 2014
Heaven is to far.
Harold r Hunt Sr Jun 2014
Heaven is too far
Heaven is too far to walk
Heaven we can only speak of.
Heaven is too far to fly
Even if we try.Heaven isn't close at all
It's just too far.
So let's do an overhaul.
And move it close for all.
So I can visit heaven.
When i want.
354 · Jun 2014
Crimes repeat it self
Harold r Hunt Sr Jun 2014
Crime repeats itself.
Back in time we must go the time of Jessie and Frank james.
they rob the trains owners that took your land.
Then came billy the kid with guns a blazing.
As we move forward the country grows and Ma Baker she  robbed your bank.
Babyface nelson on the run with the F.B.I. not far behind.
Now today we have a new gang high in office we do find.
Hillary and Barrack and Joe.
Crimes repeats it self thou they may not differ.
Just the names have changed for those that do.
Harold r Hunt Sr Sep 2014
Swimming the Allegheny River.
The Allegheny River is a beautiful river set in the heart of the Allegheny Mountains.
When I was a kid we would go camping at a camp site in the Allegheny forest.
My uncle would run his boat.
We would swim in the river almost all day long.
From one side to the other side, it was approximately 1 1/2 miles wide.
We would cross the river by swimming. At least three times a day.
So we swam the Allegheny River every year for about ten year.
Allegheny River in the heart of Pennsylvania a river of fun.
348 · Oct 2014
The Midnight Racer
Harold r Hunt Sr Oct 2014
The Midnight Racer
The midnight racer comes from nowhere .
Racing the road as face as he can.
Zig Zaging in and out passing cars like they do not exist.
You cannot see him for the speed he goes. One winks and you miss him.
No one has seen his car. They have no idea what he drives.
Just a word to the wise is don't try to race the midnight racer.
Your fate will be take and you might get a ticket
With the help of the Midnight racer.
348 · Oct 2014
The killing of old tom
Harold r Hunt Sr Oct 2014
The Killing of old Tom
They all gather in the barn yard.
Penny and poly pig was there with their ribbons of black
Carol the cow and Bucky the bull sang a song of Moo.
Rocky the rooster calls in the alarm with a crow.
As old tom was taken to the chopping block
The Ax was sharp yes indeed. As he raised it and down it came.
Old Billy the goat said off with his head.
Tomorrow is Thanksgiving and he is dinner.
The stove is ready and the killing of tom will be the end.
348 · Dec 2015
Who are those funny poets
Harold r Hunt Sr Dec 2015
Who are those funny poets?
Who are those funny poets I want to know?
Are they the one that makes you laugh so hard you have to ***?
Are they the one that makes you jump?But not over the moon!
Is it a poem about the East Bunny and how he is broke.
Or a silly poem on how not to pull a cow's tail to get milk.
Who are these funny poets I want to know.
Could it be me?
348 · Jul 2014
No More Bullets
Harold r Hunt Sr Jul 2014
No more bullets
The guns have stopped.
The wars are over.
No more killing in the streets.
No more robbers
No more crime.
There are no more bullets for my gun.
348 · Sep 2014
The Old Man
Harold r Hunt Sr Sep 2014
The old man
The old man lived at the end of the hollow.Most of the time.
He had white hair and a white beard.
He had a big barn out behind his house.But you could not see in it.
Late in Nov. He would disappear for a month or so.But would return after the 25th of Dec.
I never saw him myself. But I heard that he dressed in red. And had a big red sled.
They called him Santa clause. I just know him as the old man at the end of the hollow.
347 · Jan 2016
He is not in the movies
Harold r Hunt Sr Jan 2016
He is not from the movies
He isn't the hulk. He isn't batman.
He is not a superman nor is he rocky.
He isn't the ninja turtles.
He is not part of the movies.
He's my hero like no other can be.
You won't see him on the big screen.
I will follow him wherever he wants me to go.
He's my dad and he's my hero.
He may like the motives but as my hero none will do.
347 · Jul 2014
a trip to rotgut
Harold r Hunt Sr Jul 2014
A trip to rotgut
I rode my horse in to a town called Rotgut
As I rode up the main street I looked at the old saloon.
The doors was closed to traffic for some odd reason it wasn't noon.
I notice at the front of the sheriff's office a hang mans plank.
For today, they were hanging billy boy Taylor.
Rotgut was a mean town hanging was a weekly thing. But today there would be no.
For my guns would blaze to save a man in rotgut.
345 · Sep 2014
NO BODY TELLS ME
Harold r Hunt Sr Sep 2014
NOBODY TELLS ME
NOBODY tells me to take down my flag.
I will die to keep it flying high.
We don't tell them to come here.
They come with changes on their mind.
We would be gun down if we went there with telling them what to be done.
So nobody tells me to take it down.
Nobody tells me just what to eat.
Beacon and eggs are just the start.
I'll **** a pig for Sunday dinner O, what a joy.
That is because nobody tells me what to do.
345 · Apr 2016
Blind
Harold r Hunt Sr Apr 2016
Blind
I'm blind by no chose of mine.
I can  not see the flows grow or the birds that sing.
I can't see the blue sky or the planes that flies.
I can  not see the children smile or why they may cry.
I'm blind by no chose of mine.
I can't watch their car that go by.
Or the band that marches by.
I can't see the stars at night or the moon that shine so bright.
I can not see the green trees grow or the cows walk the fields.
I'm blind by no chose of mine.
344 · Oct 2014
Halloween
Harold r Hunt Sr Oct 2014
Halloween
The pumpkins are all grown at a pace.
They are waiting for those funny faces.
The witches are getting such a itch
To ride those broom sticks.
The ghost will be the host of the party.
As the trolls fills the bowls with candy.
So now it's time to beat it to the streets
To yell trick or treat for Halloween.
A 5th Place Award winner
344 · Aug 2015
A mother cries
Harold r Hunt Sr Aug 2015
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!
343 · Aug 2014
Will the crowd cheer.
Harold r Hunt Sr Aug 2014
Will the crowd cheer.
When I was little I just wanted to play football.
The kids in the neighborhood told me I was to small.
I dream of running on to the field and hearing the crowd cheer.
As I grew older, they said I wasn't strong enough to be played ball.
I ran fast but was not capable of keep them off.
The day came when I joined a college team.
I was to play and I knew my dream was there.
When I heard the crowd cheer.
As I got to the pro years.
I wonder once more with that question of mine.
Will the crowd cheer for me #12
342 · Dec 2014
Christmas season
Harold r Hunt Sr Dec 2014
Christmas season
Bells are ringing
Carolers are singing
Snowflakes fall
Birds fly away
Lights are bright.
You are right
It's Christmas time.
Stores are open
People are shopping
Children are playing
People are saying
MERY CHRISTMAS AND A HAPPY NEW YEAR.
342 · May 2014
Firemen Prayer.
Harold r Hunt Sr May 2014
When I am called to duty, God.
Whatever flame may rage.
Give me strength to save a life.
Help me embrace a little child before it is late, or save an older person from the horror that fate.
Enable me to be alert and quickly and efficiently to put the fire out.
I will want to fill my calls and give the best of me, to guard my every
neighbor and protect his property life recording to my fate.
plus, with your protecting hands my children and my wife.
This was written by a brother firemen. Whose name is unknown.
I carried a care with this prayer for 42 years in my wallet.
I thought I would share it with all of you and my brother fire fighters.
342 · Aug 2014
13 bars and 50 stars
Harold r Hunt Sr Aug 2014
13 bars and 50 stars
Old glory is my name
I'm over 200 yr old.
But yet I fly above the rest of them.
I do not run when I'm shot at.
And I do not back down from none.
Red white and blue are my colors.
I go to school and to war.
I fly high on buildings top.
13 bars and 50 stars
How can anyone not like me?
341 · Dec 2015
rain
Harold r Hunt Sr Dec 2015
Rain
Rain drops fall so lightly that you can almost count each drop.
As they fall they form a puddle all gathering in one place.
The little ducks they came to play as they stand in the rain.
The rain it falls now harder that even the trees bend to try to get away.
The sound of a larger tap on the windows as they drop from the sky.
The sound of thunder in the far away land lets us know that a storm
May come soon.
Harder and harder the rainfall. Now the sound is like a drum.
Making music for the birds as they sat to bathe in the drops.
The water from the drops now from a little brook as the duck try to float
I look to see how highs the water but I doesn't need a boat yet.
So let it rain and fall so just maybe by the end of the day it will be snowing.
339 · Sep 2015
The Penny man
Harold r Hunt Sr Sep 2015
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.
339 · Jul 2014
The sky
Harold r Hunt Sr Jul 2014
The Sky
(pink sky at night sailors delight pink sky in morning sailor take warning)
As the clouds bridge the sky, we wonder why they cover and pretty color.
A blue that shines with the sun so great. That no one would want to break.
Clouds may cover it on rainy day, but the blow will be always there. Changing to pink, just let us know
How the day will go.
Rainy or sunny that is the issue but with a blue sky we see the answer so wonderful day ahead.
The sky keeps the birds that fly.
The jets that scream though it're clouds.
The sky that holds a question at all.
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