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Harold r Hunt Sr Sep 2014
Will you marry me
On Dec 23 ,1979 At Ridgway hospital.
I  said to her.
You took my heart to a place it's never been.
You let me have that first kiss and it never end
Waited a little longer till the day was to end. We lost a loved one that night, but I gained my only love.
When I asked you to marry me. You took me by surprise.
Now 35 years later if I had to ask you a question It would you marry me again.
A 1st Place Award winner
Harold r Hunt Sr Sep 2014
Winter
The snow blows across the open fields.
The lake is beginning to freeze.
The plows set still as the snow is falling.
Cars are hard to find them under the white of snow.
People are buying all the bread and milk.
As the only warm place is the fireplace.
The wind it howls an ugly sound as it hits the window with snow.
The door you can't open for its frozen shut till morning.
There will be no school for the roads are closed.
It's so cold the dog doesn't want to go out.
Winter time in N.Y. is such a joy.
That's why I moved south.
Harold r Hunt Sr Dec 2015
Winter flower
The little flower grew a little each day.
As I watched it out my window.
So Pretty as it stood there all alone.
Fall rain kept it alive as it feeds on the drops.
When the snow started to fall it was so tall it was a pretty sight.
A snow flakes, falling Oh, lightly covering it in a blanket of white.
The days traveled so fast as I watch it grow.
That as the spring sun hit it just right.
Pretty pink lite up the snow.
The wind blows just right and you see more of the winter flower.
Harold r Hunt Sr Jan 2015
Winters gone
Winters gone
April show brings
May Flowers for
June weddings.
Winters gone
The robin sings
His spring song.
Winters gone
The children play.
For school will soon end.
No more snow
So winter s gone.
Harold r Hunt Sr Jan 2016
Winter storm
Here i sit with no place to go
All are quiet but the windy outside.
No tv the lights are out
The snow is falling as fast as I type.
The ground is covered with just a little snow.
While the laptop power is about to go.
No cars on the road the police calls for a driving ban.
Now I pray that it will stop soon.
For it's getting close to June.
What a winter storm we did have.
Only a half inch on the ground.
Harold r Hunt Sr Dec 2014
Work
Work,work ,Work
That's all you do
No time for me
no time for you
Making money for them
Not for you.
Can't stop to think
Can't stop to play
Just can't wait to tell them Take this job and shove It!
Harold r Hunt Sr Jun 2014
You don't know ****.
I do not like it when people say I know everything.
They say I know your name I know your game.
I know your car I know you don't live that far.
I know who you married and who you burned
I know your job and I know you work for a slob.
I know when you go to bed and I know if you bumped your head.
I know a lot about you they do say.Business Your Life
But I say you don't know ****!
When I can tell you more.
Harold r Hunt Sr Jun 2014
Thump, thump, thump., thump, thump
Flat.
Pop,pop,pop,pop,
Popcorn
WEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE, Weeeeeeeeeeee, plump.
You guess.
Bacon.
Harold r Hunt Sr Sep 2016
You Impress me
You impress me with your smile.
One of happiness and joy.
You Impress me with your eyes.
That has seen tears of both joy and sad.
You impress me with your mouth.
That gives joy with the words you speak.
You impress me the most by saying" I Love you till i die"
Harold r Hunt Sr Aug 2014
You Write,you write
You write,you write till the words become a poem.
Long verse or short stories
You write,you write.
Maybe a song or a love letter to those that read.
You write you write it must be a joy.
To see the words you wrote in a contest to be judged.
You win a few you lose a few.
But you write you write till the ink runs out.
Harold r Hunt Sr Aug 2014
Zoar Valley
There is a place a long the creek in Catt.Co. N.Y.
The valley sits between two cliffs in the low spot of the creek.
It's called zoar valley. The water runs over the fall so you can know where to swim.
A quiet little place with green trees in the summer.
In the fall people come from far away to see the colors of the trees /
Red,yellow and brown as the leaves do change.
In this valley know as zoar valley Catt Co.N.Y.

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