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Harold r Hunt Sr Aug 2014
Grandma's rocker
Grandma would sit on her rocking chair
Rocking all day long.
The chair was her joy each day.
As she grows old.
She loved to rock on the porch.
As the cars drove by she would smile.
Now the rocker is old.
It sets in the cold of the day.
Now that grandma is off her rocker!
Harold r Hunt Sr Jan 2016
Grandpa Jack
Grandpa jack was 96 years old today.
He would sit in his rocking chair.
Grandpa would let us know of the good old days.
And how he seen two world wars.
He would tell of the friends he lost and the ones he saved.
Then he would say that into days world there is too much hate.
Too much crime and killing.
Grandpa would  say to me only God can save this world.
No man just God he can see the things that are wrong.
He can help save us all or burn us up.
I would sit and listen to grandpa Jack
For he was wise and has made me wise too.
Harold r Hunt Sr Jun 2015
Granny
A little old lady with silver hair.
A heart of gold.
With diamonds on her hands.
Ruby red lips that speak so strongly.
Thats granny
But as she climbs those stairs to heaven.
God says, a star will be in the sky tonight.
And on that star, the name of Granny will shine so bright.
Harold r Hunt Sr May 2014
GUARDIAN  ANGEL


  Oh Guardian Angel of mine. Guide me through the night Keep me safe
From those who fight
Teach me right and wrong. Help me sing pretty happy song.
Taught me how to be happy and not sad.  I don't so I would not be desolate.
Pick me up by the hand. Lead me to the promised land.
Show me to love me. That heaven can be divine.
Full of joy and not of sorrow.
Down the lanes that is narrow.
From Earth to heaven. You know the way.
As you take me here to stay.
Just guide me as I make up my way. For all of I know you will be here.
Here my Guardian Angel. And you know what.
So show me the night that you will be there for Guardian Angel of mine
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
Harold r Hunt Sr Sep 2014
Halloween parade
    It was Halloween night and the moon was bright.
Looking to the sky I had a real surprise.
As I saw the moon so bright gain a funny sight.
There on their broom so proud ten witches riding high in the sky.
The first witch had a cat as her co pilot
The followed in line as if they were chained together.
They took a dip towards the ground .123 all ten in a row.
Then all of a sudden the disappeared out of sight at the other end of town.
I ran to find out where they were and to my surprise I saw ten broom sticks all in a row.
Standing as if they were told. The ******* cat stood guard.
The light in the old vacant house was as bright as the full moonlight.
It was a sight to be seen for sure 10 witches in a parade.
On this Halloween night under the moonlight.
Harold r Hunt Sr Oct 2014
Halloween tonight
Tonight I'll rise from the grave that's right.
I'll walk with my friends in an honorable sight.
Not to have fun on this Halloween night.
  
I don't drink water or beer that's right.
Only blood that will make you shake in fright.
On this Halloween night.

I'LL'cut off an arm or a leg that's right.
Maybe your head to make you a fright.
Only to have you see look like a sight.
Standing with a chainsaw behind you would be a fright.
For it's Halloween tonight.
So do not fall in the graveyard tonight.
I'm here to scare you into a fright.
To make you dead that would be a sight.
So boo it's Halloween tonight!
5th place award winner.
Harold r Hunt Sr Aug 2015
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!
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.
Harold r Hunt Sr Dec 2015
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.
Harold r Hunt Sr Nov 2014
He comes
He comes out of somewhere near the North Pole.
They say the wears all red and black.
He drives a sled pulled by reindeer.
The hauls toys and gifts to good boys and girls.
He is fat and loves to drink milk and eat cookies.
He is very quiet when he comes.Putting those gifts under the tree.
He comes on Dec 25th of every year. We call him Satna Claus.
But all we know is that he comes.
Harold r Hunt Sr Sep 2014
He comes At Night
Who is this man they call Santa?
Is he a crook that just likes milk and cookies?
Why does he dress in red?
So I can't see him from my bed!
Why does he bring me toys?
Is it a joy for him to be given?
He comes at night and not at day
I hear the bells on his sled.
Wonder why he comes at night is it because i ask him why
He comes at night?
Harold r Hunt Sr Jul 2014
He empowers the thought of your mind.
Giving you many strange thoughts
He controls your love.And your hate.
He empowers the night and the day
The stillness and the wind.
He empowers us all.To live or die.
The power lies within.
A 2nd Place Award Winner
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.
Harold r Hunt Sr Aug 2014
Help, Help!!
I lay in bed one and to my ears I hear a scream, Help,Help!!
I wonder if it was a scream of destress or one for fear
I run to the window and saw there a bright light in the sky.
Oh,what could it be i ask , to me
Help, Help, I hear once more then a great roar.
I know I wasn't snoring.
I jumped in my car to see what it was.
All the lights in the night.
When I got close, I did see a roller coaster and people yelling help!
Harold r Hunt Sr Dec 2015
He Sees you
I know the song for dear old santa.
But there is someone else that sees you.
He sees you when 're awake,he sees you when you're a sleep.
He sees you when you're in school, he sees you even in the swimming pool.
He sees you on sat he sees you the most on sunday.
He goes every place you go.
He also hears you. At night saying his name.
Santa might be good but God  has the greater power
To see you all the time.
Harold r Hunt Sr Aug 2014
Hillbilly Music
Grandpa got the boys to gather at night.
Grandpa on the fiddle is so sweet.
Old Pa on the big bass can really make it sing.
Uncle Joe plays a mean wash tube.
While I slap the knees with my spoons.
The sound of old rocky top
Brings the valley to the hills.
We play all night long
As the sing the songs.
The hills do rock to the hillbilly sound.
Of nothing can be finer the being in Carolina.
Hillbilly music is the sweetness of the hills.
Harold r Hunt Sr Nov 2015
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.
Harold r Hunt Sr Sep 2015
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.
Harold r Hunt Sr Dec 2015
On a garbage dump , hanging on a Roman cross, his miserable life coming quickly to a painful end , no hope ! No hope ! And then he hears the voice of the only hope the world has - Jesus ,saying " today you will be with me in paradise !"
Never give up hope ! Call out to the Lord of Lords in the midst of your pain , your sorrow , your desire to throw in the towel and He will hear your voice and come to comfort , and to assure you that hope has a name - Jesus
Harold r Hunt Sr Dec 2015
How does santa get down those chimney
Have you wonder how santa gets down those chimneys.
With those chimney being small how does get though them all
Does he fit down them well or does he have to turn small.
Is he really magic and turn thin?
How does he get into the houses that have no chimney?
Does he come through a door or makes a magic hole in the wall?
Does he use the front door or does he go through the back.
With him being so fat and having a big sack how does he get down that chimney
Nobody knows but him.
Harold r Hunt Sr Oct 2014
How do I love Thee?
How do I love thee,let me count the ways.
It stops at one because I'll love you to the day I die.
No words can tell you how much I love you.
No numbers Can be given to you for I'm the only one that will love you.
So how much do I love thee, just remember you're my Number One.
Harold r Hunt Sr Sep 2014
How poetry began
Late at night the day my mother passed away.
I could not stay away from the keyboard long.
I sat at the computer and thought of words. But nothing came to thought.
I felt a hand on my back and I got a chill as I started to write.
A phone call to heaven my first poem a call to God requesting him to let my mother know we would be ok.
This poem was my first until an old girlfriend from school took and gave me a kick.(in the leg, like always).
Now I try to think everyday of at least one poem for you to enjoy.Words are hard but I hope you smile
Cry, and laugh. For the comments I thank you all and Keep coming with the contest and I'll write for you all.
Harold r Hunt Sr Jul 2015
I Am a flag
I am a flag , I hate No one
I am a flag of heritage.
I stand for no hate groups or race haters.
I fly where ever someone puts me with no questions.
I was a part of a war that was fought between father and sons. Brothers against brother.
I am a flag a piece of cloth. But sign of southern love.
I fly for my heritage maybe right maybe wrong.
But I fly for those that died under me.
So please leave Me alone.
Harold r Hunt Sr Sep 2014
I am A soldier
I am a soldier I stand proud to honor my country.
I refuse to take second to any other nation.
I love my country. It's flag and it's people.
I will defend my country and all which it stands for with my life.
I will say no and bow to no other leader or it's rules.
For I'm an American and a hero to those that believe in it.
Thank you all for honoring me and the many that serve this country.
Choose as one of the top 100 poems for 2015 by poetry first publishing this poem will be showcase the top 100 poems of 2015 Anthology. and will be published in a authors book.
Harold r Hunt Sr Mar 2016
I am looking for America
I am looking for the America that fought to develop into a nation.
I am looking for America that fought Indian to get land to become a nation.
  I am looking for America that fought to give the blacks their freedom.
Where has this America gone?
I am looking for America that won two world wars.
I am only looking for America that put a man in space.
I am looking for America where people stood on the street on the 4th of July
And saw the flag go by. And they put their hand on their heart.
Where has this America gone?
I am just looking for America where you dine with your neighbor.
I am just looking for America where children played games in the street with no fear.
I am only looking for America.Where you say hello to any person and they say it back.
Where has this America gone
Over 200 years living together  we Should live as America
I am only looking for that America!
Harold r Hunt Sr Jun 2014
I bleed.
The other day I was looking at a book.
But I had to watch twice.With a sign of confession.
The book said your blood was blue.
No green or yellow or even red.
But just blue.
I looked more than I thought.
I cut myself and bleed.I bleed red.
When I get a ****** nose. I bleed red.
Blue I can say brush my teeth to hard and I bleed red.
No it's not blue I can say.
For I bleed red.
Harold r Hunt Sr May 2014
I can see you.
I see you. But you can't see me. I walk with you. But you can't feel me only in your heart. I listen to you. But I can't talk to you. I'll be there for you. All you do be just needed to say my name. I'm your family, but I'm your friend. I'm your god call on me!
Harold r Hunt Sr Aug 2014
I can't find Elvis
I have been looking everywhere for Elvis.
I told his ma'am that it would be alright.
I found his teddy bear and returned it to sender.
His blue suede shoes are in his bedroom.
And the pink car is located in the driveway.
The jailhouse isn't rocking
So don't get all shook up.
He 'll be home for Christmas
But right now i'm a hound dog
That can't find Elvis.
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.
Harold r Hunt Sr Jun 2014
I can't sleep at night.
I can't sleep at night and I don't know why.
Toss and turn the whole night but just can't sleep at night.
I close my eyes I don't know why.  I can't sleep at night.
Can't count sheep they make me want to eat.
But I can't sleep at night.
I close the blind to keep out the moon. Because I know, it's not noon.
I can't sleep at night. Do you know why?  
Could it be I didn't turn the lights out!
Harold r Hunt Sr Aug 2014
I can't take you with me
As I ready to died I find my self needing your smiles.
I can't take the with me for missing them will be such pain.
I can't take the joy of you for there is no joy missing you.
I can't take your heart for missing the beat would not be fair.
Needing you is what keeps me fully going. But I can't take you with me.
I can't take your love because that's all you'll have for me.
But I'll take the memory of use. To hold.
A 8th place Award winner
Harold r Hunt Sr Dec 2015
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.
Harold r Hunt Sr Jul 2014
I can't get lost.
I never get lost.
I find out where I am at all times.
I know if i'm at the store
I even know if I'm upstairs.
I do not have lost.
If i'm at the corner and don't know which way to go
I just turn around and go back.
I don't get lost.I just get misplaced
Wonder if you know where you are? I'm right here.
.
IF
Harold r Hunt Sr Aug 2014
IF
If
If I was to take you to the moon.
Could we be back by noon?
If I was to take you to the fair.
Would you really care?
If I was to buy you a hat.
Can I have my cat back?
If the small word with big meanings.
If you know what I mean.
Harold r Hunt Sr May 2015
If Roses grow in Heaven
Lord, please pick a bunch for me.
Place them in my Mother’s arms
and tell her they’re from me.
Tell her that I love her and miss her,
and when she turns to smile,
place a kiss upon her cheek
and hold her for a while.
Because remembering her is easy,
I do it every day,
but there’s an ache within my heart
that will never go away
Harold r Hunt Sr Jul 2014
If it wasn't for country music
If it did not belong to country music, there would be no music today.
The sounds of the good old country are what sad music.
the sounds of hank william, johnny cash, tex ritter, conway twitty.
Even elves sang country.
Rap would not manage without the upbeat sound of what is country.
The stars of today they love that old sound but some do not see.
Country music will never die.
Harold r Hunt Sr Sep 2015
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.
Harold r Hunt Sr Jun 2014
I was born a flag red white and blue in color.
13 Stars And 13 strips.
I have been in many places. But still fly for only one nation.
I have seen many wars and been fired on and full of holes.
But I still fly high.
I fly on just about every building and many of home.  
I fly in some places only for the hero's that are dead.
I bow to no other and will never do.
I fly because I love you
This poem took 3rd place in a contest on another site. So please comment when done reading. A 1st Place Award Winner As of May 15, 2015 this poem will be put in a yearbook for 2015. please read and enjoy all my poems please .Just took !st place  in Your Country state city flag contest.
Harold r Hunt Sr Aug 2015
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.
Harold r Hunt Sr Aug 2014
I find God.
In the path of darkness
I find only one friend
That can lead me to the light of day.
God, I find is empowered to take me places.
I give my hand heart and my soul.
He gives me the answers ,life and yes even death
In a peaceful place.
I know God is beside here and everywhere.
In his in my heart and I can feel his joy.
I can feel his sadness.
But as long as I found he will not let go!
Harold r Hunt Sr Jun 2014
If you are asking
If you are asking if I need you the answer is constantly.
If you are asking if I'll leave you. The answer is never.
If you are asking what i value the answer is you
If you are asking if I love you the answer is I do.
If you are asking will I marry you the answer is in a heart beat.
Harold r Hunt Sr Aug 2015
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?
Harold r Hunt Sr Aug 2014
I got writers block.
I got writers block
I can't write no more poems tonight.
The pen just can't flow
For what words might be poor.
I go to bed to think some more.
Writers block just got me beat.
In my brain, I am drained.
I think this poem really stinks
For I got writers block.
Harold r Hunt Sr Jun 2014
Then I had None
I had a tooth ache for three days.
I thought it was from where I ran in to that tree.
It hurt so much that I could not eat lunch.
So i went to the dentist
She looked at my teeth and she had to pull three
I said **** that tree.
She put me to sleep with a mouth full of cotton.
I didn't know my teeth were that rotten.
When I woke there she stood with a smile and all her teeth.
She looked down at me and she said I had to pull more than one.
I looked in the mirror and i did see what a surprise
I Had none!Then I had None
I had a tooth ache for three days.
I thought it was from where I ran in to that tree.
It hurt so much that I could not eat lunch.
So i went to the dentist
She looked at my teeth and she had to pull three
I said **** that tree.
She put me to sleep with a mouth full of cotton.
I didn't know my teeth were that rotten.
When I woke there she stood with a smile and all her teeth.
She looked down at me and she said I had to pull more than one.
I looked in the mirror and i did see what a surprise
I Had none!
She took them all and told me to wait in the hall.
I stood there not to thrilled when the nurse handed me the bill.
$2000.00 then i had none!!!!
Harold r Hunt Sr Aug 2015
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.
Harold r Hunt Sr Nov 2015
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.
Harold r Hunt Sr Dec 2015
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
Harold r Hunt Sr Feb 2016
I love thee let me count the ways
I love thee let me count the ways.
I love you when you wake me in the morning
My love for laying out my close for me.
I love you when you have the car running for me.
I love you for dinner on the table.
I love you when you turn the tv to football.
I love you for all of that.
Only if it was true.
Harold r Hunt Sr Jun 2014
I love you no matter what
No matter how you treat me, I will love you.
If you hate me, I'll love you more.
I love you now and i loved you yesterday ,
And I will love you forever more.
You can't take my heart and break it.
For I love you no matter what.
I have I will and still do. No matter what.
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