Dear soldier hero,
I address you with a prayer just for you.
I tell God to keep you safe, so you can give me my freedom.
I thank you and all the heroes that have to fight each night.
I cry for you as I pray and ask God to send you home.
You're my hero Daddy And i love you
            Love johnny

The fire burns so brightly.
you can read the paper on the tree.
leave trespassers will die.
the sounds of dogs barking loudly
covering the screams.
lights flashing on and off
no one lives in the house.
and there he was as I pictured him.
old gray hair, baggy close
walking towards me.
then he smiled no teeth no eyes.
there he hung from the tree
a scarecrow and the sign on his chest said boo
MERRY CHRISTMAS U ALL

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.

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

recipe for the new year
Two High ***** and a bottle of beer.
Three shots of whiskey and four bottles of beer.
The NEW YEAR looks good
But i can't Wait for 2018
I've got my tax money spent already.

The mice roam the house at night.
seeking food to eat.
with no cat the fun is easy for them.
First one room then the next.
where o where is the cheese.
To the next it could be fun
withe the mice on the run.
across the table on to the floor.they go.
into the next room they go.
A peanut from a party what a treat.
then to the kitchen they hurry.
cheese they are hunting down.
There it is in the corner
a nice yellow piece of cheese.
Snap,
The mice like to come out at night.

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 coast line 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

it isn't over
it isn't over till the fat lady sings
so they say.
but i does it really go on?
does the game stop because someone sings.
next week the same game diff. team.
next season same game same team
when does the fat lady sing.
who knows

Santa was ready to go
on his Christmas eve trip.
to England and the to turkey
the US then all the rest.
but This Year Santa made a mess.
He took of before the sled wasn't complete full
there is no chop sticks for Wong.
no Swiss made clock for Hilda,
Santa messed up
He traveled The world and didn't know it.
he messed up so much he forgot you and me!

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 wanted once more with that question of mine.
Will the crowd cheer for me #12

Men's room women's room
Now days it's confusing to say.
do I use the men's room or the women's room.
with the change in the world now it's hard to ***
so do i stray to the men's room or do i dash to the women's.
I just don't know so i guess i *** on the floor

He's to big for a car and to big for a bike.
Maybe a bus will do.
But he has no place to go.
He has a trunk to care around.
I 'm not sure but he does carry any underwear.
No tooth bush would help.
His breath smells like peanuts
He has no place to go
Can he stay at your place?

I went to bare a* beach the other day.
to my surprise it was funny to see
people everywhere playing and swimming.
The funnest was that no one was bare A*
the rule was you had to cover your A

I lay down as to close my eyes.
I see letters marching one by one.
Onto the paper they do go.
I know from my dreams I write them in my sleep.
A poem of sadness and one of joy.
One of trees and one of being free.
Each word goes in to place to forma poem you do read.
I write poetry in my sleep just to put it here.

Can you remember the good old days
When milk costs only 25 cents.
How about when bread was a dime.
Can you remember your neighbor's name?
Or when he said hello.
Can you remember stealing a kiss from the girl
Down the street.
Can you remember playing baseball in the park
Until dark.
Can you? Really can you?.

I dreamed I went to the north pole.
There I seen Santa's workshop.
There was lot's of building 's
and toys, toys.and more toys.
I seen the reindeer playing in the field.
Elves everywhere working hard as they could.
Then i seen the thing i dread the most.
It was the naughty and nice list.
I started to read the name just as i got to mine
That's when i woke up

Does the rain wash the sins away.
does it clean the dirt of those that do
Does the rain make the world clean of all that sin.
or is it just plain water to get us wet?

I get a letter in the mail the other day.
It said I had to appear for jury duty.
I was scared that I didn't know what to do.
I called the court house to see if I could get a leave.
But, they told me to appear tomorrow at 4.
I go to court all shaking and scared.
The called my name and I said.
Which case is it.
Then i laugh because i'm the
Defendant

He walked 7 city blocks in the dark.
walking to the park.
people all around walking slow.
the policeman on the corner. Smiled a friendly smile.
He said, it's not to far now. AS they all walked.
aloud bang then a twinkle in the sky.
then another red and green.
a boom then a bang filled the sky
as he watched.and walked.
he feet was sore and hurting so.
then the sky was lite up with many of fireworks.
red white blue. a few booms and a bang
he entered the park and stood to watch.
the fireworks was over now back seven blocks he walked.
All for a bang and a boom

Don't stop the pen
don't stop the pen.
just write what you think
put it on paper
it might be great
tell it like you mean it.
don't stop the pen.
let the words flow out of it.
enjoy letting others see your work
make it a story or a poem
just don't stop the pen

fog
It creeps across the grass at night
You can't even look at the lights.
Thick as soup without a ***.
You can not see the tree top.
Buildings to conceal from sight.
A foggy night with a strange sight.
You don't want to go out for fear of frighting.
What could this fog bring tonight?

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.

Who are these poets that write.
There are many to know. Browning and Poe and Scott
Are just a few.
Love poems and funny poem they do write.
now we have new poets to bring to the top
Day, Alan Green and Hunt are a few
Well done poems they all write. A great read now and then.
These are the new poets of today.
read and enjoy them i do say
a comment is what they like to hear.
so read on, wow what a write!!

Christmas Wish. do come true
a little girl setting on the floor crying
mama in the chair trying to hold back the tears.
the Christmas tree lights are on.
Mama ask what is wrong?
little Alisa says Why can't i have Christmas gifts like the other kids.
No money no job now rent due food almost gone.
The christmas season is a wreck for them.
Alisa says mama all i want for christmas is Daddy to come home.
the tears flow.as the door opens and there stood her dad.
she looks at her mama and said Christmas Wish do come true

These are the Holidays
People are running to the stores.
No parking spaces in the parking lots
The stores are filled with fools.
Spending their money on everything.
No tables no i pods no games.
No beer no chips no hams.
Traffic is jammed on the roads.
People yelling "get out of my way you A**HOLE"
The ground is covered in white
Kids are sliding down the hill some are throwing snowballs.
Now these are the holidays.
Gifts on the floor. No tapes no wrapping paper no name tags.
Ham is burnt no ice for the drinks.
The eggnog is gone to the cats.
O what fun these holidays bring.
The mailman brings some gifts and a hand full of bills.
The phone rings it's the bank.Your account is overdrawn.
It's back to the car and to the store returning uncles joes shirt.
THESE ARE THE HOLIDAYS MY FRIENDS> MERRY CHRISTMAS TO ALL>

It seems everyone has a comment now days
You have a comment
I have a comment.
Your maybe nice and mine maybe bad.
But I'll send mine C.O.D

Little Girl's ride
The sun shines through the window.
A sudden move wakens the little girl.
she jumps up and ready to go.
pushing your legs as she heads to the door.
She runs to see if the light is on.
To the door we go. Happy as could be.
Outside for a quick bathroom call.
then to the car she runs in a flash.
barking if your not there yet.
in the door she jumps.
to her pillow between the seats.
ready for her ride.
watching the road as if she's driving
as she watches the road.
barks at the cat at the end of the street.
to let her know shes is the boss.
little girl loves her ride weather short or long
she is ready to go

no big *****, no lil *****,
no basketballs, no football,
no pool ***** no beach ball
They have lost their *****.

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 be praying for the family and send our love

The lights blink on the trees.
the smell of pine fills the room.
The star on top glows in glory
Cookies and milk on the table
stockings hung in a row.
Candy canes on the tree now only three.
no gifts yet maybe later to be seen.
Snow on the ground outside will tell
the footsteps of Santa's reindeer
The old dog is put in the shed.
with a blanket to keep him warm.
no fire is burning but the house is warm. with Christmas love.
The ham is cooking for the dinner Tomorrow. smells just wonderful.
Apple pie cookies and popcorn ***** just wanting to be eaten
Ready for bed dreaming of the Christmas love.
That fills the house this Christmas eve.
For Christmas is the time to Give our Christmas Love.

The ground is all most covered in snow. As you look you can see a rabbit running in the snow. Leaving a trail of foot prints behind. On the old school grounds a small deer looking for food. Walking around leaving it prints all behind. The snow begins to fall heavy covering the foot prints. The children are now heading to school walk slowly making footprints. The snow if falling and all is blanket now and the foot prints are gone. What a snowy day to make footprint in the snow.

The leaves are falling out of the trees.
Football season is kicking off.
Schools are filling up.
As the children start their day.
Fall is coming once again
As the cooler weathers returns with a breeze.
The geese they fly to the south.
In a V shape in the wind.
Fall is coming in one month.

I dreamed I went to the north pole.
There I seen Santa's workshop.
There was lot's of building 's
and toys, toys.and more toys.
I seen the reindeer playing in the field.
Elves everywhere working hard as they could.
Then i seen the thing i dread the most.
It was the naughty and nice list.
I started to read the name just as i got to mine
That's when i woke up

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.

The leaves are beginning to turn these days.
As the seasons ready, itself for the season change.
Brown, yellow and some green are falling to ground.Where they will stay.
The wind blows these last few days to carry the leaves to the ground.
There near the top I see one leaf all alone.
Hanging on to the branch as if it wanted.
To be For some reason, the last leaf of the season

Newsflash: There will be not any Christmas this year.
Santa's elves are on strike for better pay and no Obamacare.
The FAA has grounded Rudolph. So Santa has to use Twinkle toes for more light.
Santa's doctor told Santa to lay off the cookies because he won't get off the ground.
The other reindeer wants more feed because they don't like carrots.
So no Christmas this Year Boys and Girls.

Not getting anywhere
writing my poems to make you smile.
hoping that you will enjoy.
i'm not getting anywhere
so i keep writing more.
points here and points there.
each page is full of poems i write.
going from 600 to 5 then 3 and now back to 5
i'm just not getting anywhere.
this might sound like a complaint
you maybe right if you think.
but i'm not getting anywhere you see

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.

There will be blood on his hands none in his heart. A boy is shot. A girl is *****. Where is the man in charge. A school has a, shooting, people in a church gun down. What is the man in charge of doing. Young and old being killed for no reason at all. There is blood on his hands because he has none in his heart. Soldiers are dying all over the world.Even on our streets. Who is in charge. He has blood on his hands and no blood or love in his hear

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

Air force one ;This is the control tower.please do not leave the airport.
there is a UFO in the area.
Pilot: i don't see anything.
wait there it is.
Control tower: what is it.?
Pilot: i see it,
It's a UFO with 8 tiny Reindeer pulling it through the sky.
Could it be yes it is.
Santa in a UFO and there is Elvis too.
Control tower: have you been hitting that bottle.
Pilot: No, but there it is on the runway now. can't you see it.
Control Tower: Tell  President Trump that Santa has the right of way tonight.

The lighthouse It stands on an island all alone. Shinning so bright at night. Looking for the ships that go by in the dark of night. Looking for a friend to wink at is away of life for this house. A wink in the fog will guide these ship safe and sound to the main land. When at night you look to the sea you will see. The lighthouse so bright is sending you a friendly wink

She comes from the heaven above.
A angel with wings of gold.
Hair of red that shines like the sun.
She come to sing a song of joy.
As we listen to her song
She sings one of Christmas time.
She brings happiness to us all.

I lie down at night with a little fright.
I like to have the light on to keep me safe from all that lurks
I look a round the room to determine if they are there.
I don't see them anywhere, but I know they will come.
Monsters are always there green ones or ones in black.
All I know it is true so I hid my head so they can't find me.
Then I hear a voice that comes that I cannot stand at night.
It's not at the window but at the foot of the bed.
The like goes out I do dread. Then I take that last one look.
Then I see it's my mom not a monster.

Loving you for years is the only goal my heart can have.
Loving you is not race to determine who it is.
For only, you can be the one that I love.
Days months years still to come.
I will love just you.
Loving you today looks a lot like yesterday.
For no change in loving you will ever happen to me

In the winter time. It does snow so hard.
It falls so pretty one flake at a time.
All different shapes and sizes.
With the wind it blows a pile to the sky.
As it falls on the trees. It' makes me think.
How pretty, the snow can be.
We go out to play and make snowmen.
And angels of every kind.
The snow is so pretty

The rain beats down on the roof
like a drummer beats his drum..
lightly it fall then hard it comes
the music of rain drops
at hit the roof.

Building a dream
you build a dream from a idea you have.
the thought of something you want.
the crave of other dreams that have not come true.
the need of a dream is something you need but can have,
dream on and you might build a dream to have.
keep that idea going and you have started.
crave that want and it just might come true
most of all keep dreaming.

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

the water flows in the little river.
not very fast so you can see the rocks on the bottom.
as you walk this river you see change that is a fear.
the river changes to red what a deed/
for the red is blood of a solider that died............
a blood red for freedom given
many have come and many have gone.
but the blood flows in this red river.of war blood.