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Harold r Hunt Sr May 2014
Twas' 11 days before Christmas, around 9:38
when 20 beautiful children stormed through heaven's gate.
Their smiles were contagious, their laughter filled the air.
They could hardly believe all the beauty they saw there.
They were filled with such joy, they didn't know what to say.

They remembered nothing of what had happened earlier that day.
"Where are we?" asked a little girl, as quiet as a mouse.
"This is heaven." declared a small boy. "We're spending Christmas at God's house."
When what to their wondering eyes did appear,
but Jesus, their savior, the children gathered near.
He looked at them and smiled, and they smiled just the same.
Then He opened His arms and He called them by name.
And in that moment was joy, that only heaven can bring,
those children all flew into the arms of their King.
And as they lingered in the warmth of His embrace,
one small girl turned and looked at Jesus' face.
And as if He could read all the questions she had
He gently whispered to her, "I'll take care of mom and dad."
Then He looked down on earth, the world far below.
He saw all of the hurt, the sorrow, and woe.
Then He closed His eyes and He outstretched His hand,
"let my power and presence re-enter this land!"
"May this country be delivered from the hands of fools."
"I'm taking back my nation. I'm taking back my schools!"
Then He and the children stood up without a sound.
"Come now my children, let me show you around."
Excitement filled the space, some skipped and some ran.
All displaying enthusiasm that only a small child can.
And I heard Him proclaim as He walked out of sight,
"in the midst of this darkness, I AM STILL THE LIGHT
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?
Harold r Hunt Sr Jul 2014
A bean
One day I found a bean it was a funny looking thing.
As i looked i seen it jumps across the floor.
I watch as it rolled out the door.
This funny looking bean.
I ran after it as it jumped down the steps
Not missing a single one.
As I followed it down the road I was joined by a crowd.
We watch as it jumped side to side and back and forth on the street.
Soon to the middle of town where a policeman said stop and watched the bean roll to a stop.
He called in a voice that's a Mexican jumping bean.
Harold r Hunt Sr Jul 2014
A child's letter
Dear Lord,
  I'm writing you because I have some questions for you.
I want to know if my daddy is in heaven?
I want to know if you took him there to be with you in your army of angels.
I want to know if he is a hero there? Like he is here in the U.S.A.
If he is lets him stand among the best you have. For he is my hero also.
                            Love you Lord ,
                                   Johnny Smith
              PS Tell Daddy to stay strong I'm taken care of Mommy for him!
A 7th place Award winner
Harold r Hunt Sr Oct 2014
A Christmas drunk
Twis the night beforeChistmas.
And all through the house beer bottles was scattered.
While the ******* were hung from the five strippers we had.
The kids are locked in their bedrooms While Lady ga ga sang out loud.
When I stagger to the window to see.
Old Grandma was getting a Christmas kiss from the pizza boy down the street.
Old Santa drove right by in his new Chevy truck saying you all are a bunch of drunks.
As he drove out of sight I did hear him say. "have a Bud for me and I'll see you on NewYears night.
Harold r Hunt Sr May 2014
A day in heaven with God, in the early morning he hands all the angels a list of names of people he wants in heaven with him. By noon, he stops at the gate and welcomes the new comers.A long line that takes him to the early evening, Then it to the gates of hell to bring the good people away from there. A job that runs the whole night. Then it to sleep he says,with one eye open to watch who is coming soon. To spend a day in heaven with him.
Harold r Hunt Sr May 2016
A dot is small, a dot can be big.
A dot is round, a dot can be a clown....
A dot can be blue or it can be red..
A dot can mean something or maybe nothing.
but we use it so much that it means we are done.
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.
Harold r Hunt Sr Dec 2014
After Christmas
After Christmas where does Rudolph go?
Does he get to go to the mall to buy hay for his stall?
Does he go to the reindeer games to take part in the snow?
Does he take a vacation to the south pole?
Does he go to the doctor to get his nose shiny to glow?
Where does Rudloph  go I would just like to know?
Does he stay in bed and dream?
In those foggy nights.
No, I hear Santa loans Rudolph to the Easter Bunny.
Harold r Hunt Sr May 2014
There's a hole in the ground.
There's a town in the hole that's in the ground.
There are friendly people.That is positioned in the town. Live in the hole in the ground.
There is a creek that passes through the town. That is positioned in the hole in the ground.
There are trees that are next to the creek. That passes through the town. That is placed in the hole that is in the ground.
This town is Gowanda, New York.
My hole in the ground.
To get to this town.No matter what road you are put on. You have to go down hill
To get to this town .No matter what road you are on . You have to go down hill.
Harold r Hunt Sr Aug 2014
A Hug
Hug is need for a family member to
Let them know you love them.
A hug is needed for a friend just to let them know you care.
A hug in the time of need is a special thing for you to give.
A hug will make you feel good.
So hug somebody to day and get the joy of making them happy.
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
Harold r Hunt Sr Oct 2014
The Letter To Santa
Dear Santa,
   I'm very sorry I said i 'm mad at you.
But mommy told me why you did not show up this year.
She said my daddy died in something they call a war.
He was fighting to keep me safe and free.
Mommy said she did not have any money left after working two jobs to feed the three of us.
I thought you forgot me because we live in an old car.
I hear my mom cry at night and now I know the reason why.
I saved you some cookies I got at school.Nevertheless, I gave them to little johnny as a gift from you.
I hope next year will be better, but if not I still love you and thanks for not forgetting me.
                                                             ­    Love you Santa ,
                                                               ­            Alisa
                      P. S. I hope everyone had a MERRY CHRISTMAS!
this poem has taken First place in three contest and was entered in a contest for best of 2014 And placed first. Enjoy
Harold r Hunt Sr May 2014
Dear daughter of mine,
  Please don't cry! Please don't ask why.
For I have gone to heaven to plat my banjo. For the great Bill Monroe.
It will be not a song of sorrow that I play tomorrow.
For I will play on the stage with a lady named Patty Page.
I will not play to bitter, but with the great Tex Ritter.
So the music you hear in the sky will not make you cry.
For God only wants me to play my banjo.
   Love,
      Your dear old dad.
I wrote this for a lady I worked with for only two nights her father passed away and I knew she said her dad played banjo one time with Bill Monroe. Has Two 1st place awards And 2 Honorable Mention Awards. And is published  11/07/14 in a book by Eber And Wein publishing.
Harold r Hunt Sr Jun 2014
America
Some people have forgotten what America is.
The country was founded in 1776.
After many people fought for, for its freedom.
Freedom which we have today!
America has passed through many wars.
From the first gun shot to start our freedom
To the gun shots our men and women do today.
We have 50 states today that is 37 more than we began with.
We have united as a country for the freedom of our fathers and bothers, uncle and new sisters and mothers have fought for.
Today in this land of Ours we fight to ensure that freedom from within.
Freedom that only you and God know can't and will not be beaten by my one man.Or a thousand.
For this AMERICA  AND GOD BLESS IT AND OUR FREEDOM>
Harold r Hunt Sr May 2014
American Red.
For many years, we have struggled for our freedom.
Starting with England at Bunker Hill.
We have fought even with our own neighbors.
We have been in Two world wars.
Wars in korea,Japan and viet nam.
Today we continue to be fighting a war.
But the American red is the blood of every American that died for our freedom.
American red that stands for the love they gave us.
We put this red together with white and blue. And you have the American Flag.
Long may it wave!!!!!!!!!!!!!!.
Harold r Hunt Sr Aug 2014
America will be back.
We the people have fallen once more.
To the trouble of todays world.
Just a small step we have done.
But we say that I'll be back strong and tall.
We strive to live our lives freely.
They launch a curve from all direction.
Nevertheless, we say I'll be back to swing a bat to hit them it out.
We will stand tall once more when I mean I'll be back.
Life will change here he america as we the people will be back
And America Says I'll be back strong once more.
Because I will be back.
Award Winner 1st Place
Harold r Hunt Sr Dec 2015
A midnight walk
The clock hits ten I know.
A walk I begin to plain.
Down the road I will go.
To the town hall I will see.
The clock will strike eleven
When I get there.
Just a small walk I do think.
I might see a sunk that stinks
To the town park I will go.
Midnight thru the park with a square it might be
A plot of dead bodies at the one gate I will see.
All kinds of noises coming within the dark.
A crow i hear do cry what a surprise that passes me by
Now it's one and think I shall return to my bed.
And forget that midnight walks.
Harold r Hunt Sr May 2014
A little boy and his went for a walk on Wednesday.
They came up on a big mountain that touch the sky.
The little boy said," we are going to climb up there today!"
                The dog barked.
They climbed for miles and miles. Up and up. Towards the sky
When they where almost to the top. He looked down to see the town.
As they climbed higher and higher the town became smaller and smaller.

When they got to the top. All they could see was clouds.
He could hear the birds below but no trees he could see.
He turn to his dog, a friend indeed, he asked with a look of need,"  Am
I near Heaven?"
   For just days ago his mother had died. and he wanted to be near..
Harold Hunt Sr   April 6, 1997
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!
Harold r Hunt Sr Dec 2015
A New Years dream
I went to bed after the ball dropped
To ring in the New year.
I lay there awhile then off I went.
Into a dream it Had to be done.
There I was in a place I only knew it had to be a dream.
Cars that fly. Trains that hung upside down.
People are wearing funny shoe.That lifts them off the ground.
It was a sight to see.
But I looked and then i woke up.
There was no police and or no crime.
A world where my neighbor was like family.
No name calling,no fighting at all.
It was a dream that maybe some New year it would come true.
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.
Harold r Hunt Sr Dec 2015
Angels in the snow
The children are out and about.
The snow has fallen so on the ground.
They start to make angels in the snow.
Some big some small next to each other.
They look as if they are holding hands.
Along train of angles they make
As the school ground white turns
To angel white. Angels are made by angels
Made on this day.
Only if we could bring peace on earth for them.
Harold r Hunt Sr May 2014
One Mothers day without you brings a tear.
Two long years , Mother dear, That we don't have you here.
Now that it is three years that pass .The tears will always last.
It's just another day we all do say, mother dear.
We cry these tears for it is another day without you near.
You left so fast that we couldn't have one last laugh.
So today is just another day.
wrote May 10 , 1999
Harold r Hunt Sr May 2014
Ring, ring, Hello God, I'd like to talk to my mother  please."
             Why? Who is she?
Well, God, She is the one who gave me birth.
Who raised me when I was little.She is the one who had all the answers when I needed them.
She is the guy who stayed by my side when I was sick.
Well, God, she is the one that cried when I went to school the very first day.
She was here to pull those off that fought with me.
She was the for the high school years.
To see us walks the halls with our former love.
Also, God, she came to see us marry the love of our lives.
She liked to see the first and all her grandchildren to be born.
                 AS proud as she could be!
   She was still there when we needed her.
So God, wonders if you know who she is $
I know I do! And what you try to me to tell her?
                  Well God.
I ask you to thank her for being our mother.
And though she is not here. We all love and miss persons her.
Say to her that things are fine and not to worry.
That she did a great job. And to face all of us.
             Can you do that?
Why sure I Can For You. She Is Great To Me
         Click , Buzzzzzzzzzzzzz!
I Wrote This the Night my mother passed away.
Sept.9, 1994- this was printed in the springville journal  may 8th 1997
A 6th place Award winner
Harold r Hunt Sr Jun 2014
Apple Pie.
I wake to such a clatter.I did not know exactly what was a matter.
I smelled something sweet to my noise. So I put on some close.
I ran to the kitchen and almost tripped on a pan just to find out what it was.
There she stood with a knife in hand cutting something without a bother.
The smell was great I knew that it was a treat that could not be beat.
There on the window ledge was to apple pies.
So golden brown.I soon had a frown.
I heard mom say none to supper time.
Oh, I can't wait for those apple pies.
Harold r Hunt Sr Jul 2016
A puppy's dream
I go to bed at night. I lay my little head in my bed.
I start to dream the day away.
Bacon in the morning,oh what a smell.
The red ball I chase down the hall under the table it goes.
Then out doors are my greatest thing. The neighbors cat is my target.
Around the house and through the follows I go.
Up the tree, the cat does run.(one of these days she will be mine).
Then it's suppertime for me a stake bone might be nice.
Then to the bathroom I go. Water in the tub is just for me.
A rubber duck I find is great.
Then it's to bed I go.Oh, what a dream.
This is my puppy dream and it is GRRRReat!!!
Harold r Hunt Sr May 2014
Oh shed no tears it makes hard to steer.
As this racer comes so dear.
As I enter turn one I see what I have done.
On to turn two this is something new.
Racing in to turn three is now no breeze.
I come to turn four there will be no more.
I now stand at the wall that has taken
those to fall.
I watch the new racer who will set the pace.
"So on to the finishline,Oh son of mine
Harold r Hunt Sr Jan 2016
A rose.
I know of a rose that is expected to be very pretty.
It shines in the morning sunlight like no other
It is always blossom at the right time of day.
Like a smile, when it wakes up.
It has no thorns it makes your day sad.
You can sit and watch it has the sun hits it
To bring out the prettiness.
it carries the site of joy within and brings the happiness of joy to you.
This rose is why every man who thinks his wife or girlfriend is a rose to them.
Harold r Hunt Sr Oct 2014
Around the corner
The old black cat he's taken a nap.
At the house around the corner.
Getting ready to play his game this very night.
For he'll hide out of sight around the corner of the house
Ready to scare you in to a fright.
He'll hide out of the light in the dark of night.
Then jump, at you with a scary meow.
Then off he runs around to the next corner to hide once more.
You hear the dog bark to warn you but out the cat comes like a bolt of lighting
To scare you as you round the corner to yell Trick or treat.
The old cat he plays this game this Halloween night at the house around the corner.
Harold r Hunt Sr Jul 2014
As the summer ends.
As the summer ends. The cold begins to flow in.
With the color of the leaves they really start to fall.
We know that it won't belong it will be winter.
Summer has ended and the pools are quite
As the geese begin to fly south.
Be it a snow flake I see?
No it's just a dream that summer will end.
Now happy, the sun is willing to set.
Now tomorrow the day may be not with the summer sun that never ends.
Harold r Hunt Sr Jan 2016
A sweet flower
There is a flower that is growing
It has no stem but will grow big.
The center of this flower has the eyes for you.
No petals to hole the beauty in
Nevertheless, is the prettiest you ever seen.
You may have one or there maybe more
However, the flower is always there.
You tell the flower that it is pretty
But you really are saying, daughter,I love you.
Because you're my sweet flower and no one has one like you.
Harold r Hunt Sr Dec 2015
A talk with God
I had a talk with God the other day.
He asked me so many questions I answer the best i could.
He asks,why is there so much hate in my world.
I told him, Because man cannot live with each out.
He asked, why do they have to ****.
I said it's because of the hate and thinking one is better than the other.
He asked Why does man and women,steal,lie and cheat on each other.
I told him I have no answer for this.
For if I did The would Say I was better than God.
And I really don't have the answer for that.
Harold r Hunt Sr Jul 2016
A tear from mom.
Mom has gone to the heaven above. To be with dad.
Setting at the window looking at the heaven.
Thinking of times of joy and fun.
A drop of water falls from the sky
I think it's a tear from mom.
A tear to let me things will be ok.
Another tear to say I love you
Sweet tears from the heaven that are mom's
To a dear friend .
Harold r Hunt Sr Aug 2014
A trip to Mars
A trip to Mars will it be really far?
Should I bring something?
Should I take my roller skates?
Or just some more close to wear.
How about a change of underwear?
When I get there will I see a pink man.
Or just someone that stinks.
Will i see anyone i know from a far?
On this trip to Mars.
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.
Harold r Hunt Sr Sep 2014
Bad Luck day
Fell out of bed and broke my arm.
Cooked my lunch and burnt the soup.
Went for a ride and got a flat.
Went to the store and got a ticket.
Took a shower and slipped and broke my leg.
Went to bed and knocked the light over and started a fire.
Just a bad luck day and the week just began.
Harold r Hunt Sr May 2014
Banjo man
Banjo man plays all day long.
Plays music that can make you cry.
Plays music that makes you always wants to sing.
Banjo man has played with the best.
Playing his music from the east to the west.
He plays  with Patty Page.
He been  on every stage.
He plays his banjo proud and tall.
Banjo man plays a great banjo.
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.
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.
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.
Harold r Hunt Sr Nov 2014
Be kind.
Be kind to your family
Be kind to a friend
Be kind to a neighbor
Be kind to god
And he'll be kind to you!
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.
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
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.
Harold r Hunt Sr Jun 2014
The boogeyman
Last night I thought i 'd saw the boogeyman.
He was dancing the boogie going up my stairs.
He stayed out of sight be for most of the night.
When the bell jingled, he began to wiggle.
Dancing to the moon light tune I looked and saw his head.
So round I thought maybe it was a clown.
He bounced up and down like a ball.
Then I saw him in the hall.
As the  light came on from the boogie man.  He was gone from sight.
Harold r Hunt Sr Aug 2014
Breakfast with a ghost
Early on morning traveling down I-77
I saw a young soldier in uniform.
I stop to choose pick him up.
We talked a awhile he spoke of the war.
How he lost so many friends.
We parked in the dinner. I ran in to get something to eat.
When I return to the truck.He finished his story.
He said that he loved America. And the freedom it stands for.
How he fought for each American.
He then told me this was his exit.
So I stopped. He said thanks to my friend>
I said no thanks you my hero.
For fighting for me.
I drove off and I looked back and he was gone.
I thought I just had breakfast with a hero ghost.
Harold r Hunt Sr Jun 2014
Cabin in the woods.
There is a cabin in the woods.
All are broken down from stormy weather.
Holes in the roof so birds can fly in and out.
No door to shut the air out.
Broken windows from days gone by and a few stones from those that know.
Floors all ***** and boards all torn.
Who own this cabin in the woods.
See if it is a hunter or a slave or maybe even old Abe.
The cabin in the woods may hide stories of Jessie James.
Or it could bring the tail of Betsy Ross making the flag for good old George.
All we know is this cabin sits here in the woods.
Harold r Hunt Sr Nov 2015
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!
Harold r Hunt Sr Dec 2014
Can I sing a song about you
Can I sing a song telling them about you
Can I tell them how cute you are?
Can I tell them how i feel
Can I tell them how we cuddle
Can I sign this song?
Telling them how i love you my dear
Can this song be only yours
Can I sing only for you my pet dog?
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