Walking down the road one day.when i was joined by a man
He was wearing a cowboy hat and caring a old guitar.
He did say anything just smiled.
As we walked i could hear him start to sing.
The first song was i saw the light.Then he sang I'm so lonesome I could cry.
A short smile as he walked away.
I heard him say by the way my name is Hank
Then he was gone from sight.
Right the I knew who he was.

Two lakes alike we can see
trees on the side stand so tall.
as if guarding the water.
the beach sandy and ready for swimmers
campers cover the hillside
enjoying the picnics
slides and swings the children play.
fish jumping in the water to be caught.
The smell of foot covers the valley.
The stillness of night ready to fall.
A deer drinks from the water the flows
rabbits run the grass looking for their holes.
a **** in the trash can making a song of noise.
A owl. then a frog, a cricket sings.
The lake are full of fun and songs twins but just fun.

Santa is gone.
The gifts are unwrapped.
The food is gone.
No more eggnog.
Time to move on to the next holiday.
which is bill paying day.
$1000.00 Of dollars sent on gifts. Credit cards to the max.
Returning gifts but buying more.
o what fun we have each year.
New year's is next
just a big drunk.
to for get more bills yet to come.
Got to put the house up for collection.
ST. Valentine day o what a joy.
$99.00 For roses
The cops are at my door.
The check bounds and the judge said 90 days.
Holiday What a joy. Can some one bail me out.
I'll pay you back next Tuesday!!!

Hiding in the mine,
we do not know,.
could it be love or could it be hate.
the sweet thought of love comes from within.
the thought of hate is the rage of bad
only man can control his thoughts
whatever they may be.
hiding in the mine

The Christmas season is here upon us.
Looking over the trees as we travel down the mountain.
Looking at house tops covered in snow
Looking at the lights on each house for the Christmas holidays.
The roads are covered with Christmas snow white as it could be.
The sky is dark with the clouds that hold the snow.
As we enter the small towns you see the lights on the poles.
A star here a snowflake a Santa what a site.
The storefronts each have a tree of diff. color

The birds do fly south.
only for one reason.
They can't walk. it's  to far

Trump is on the move these days.
getting his people picked one by one
while Santa is moving kind of slow
Having trouble picking those gifts
Obamacare will be gone in just two months
while Santa is choosing the soxes to bring.
Santa will be here in 24 days
While trump will have wait for the New Year.
Santa says MERRY CHRISTMAS TO ALL!
While Trump Says MAKING AMERICA GREAT AGAIN!

the cold is being to flow
the air has become cold.
the trees are almost bare.
duck st the pond begin to huddle together.
children are not playing outside as much these days.
as we get ready for the first freeze.
he temp. drops a few more numbers
as the smoke rise from the stove.
hot drinks for the children what a treat.
it's rain out now as it taps the window.
look at the ice now on the trees.
this is the first freeze.

Time has caught up with these things.
The blades on the old sled are rusted.
the seat is torn and *****.
The paint is fade and coming off.
the old horse can't pull it in the snow.
Time has caught up with these things.

No Lights on the street post.
the stores close at 5 pm
the town goes dark as the snow falls
Time has caught up with these things.

The church bells don't ring
the doors are old and faded
no sound of music coming from inside
Time has caught up with these things

News flash: they have canceled Christmas again this year:
Santa fell and broke his leg.
The head elf Said everyone is to order their things either online.
Or go to the stores and pick the up.
FedEx And Ups will bring those online
Santa says better luck next year.
Merry Christmas To All.

The trees are full of buds as the Spring warmth are upon them.
Easter Lilly's are poking up from the ground.
The snow has left and the temp. has climbed to a good feeling.
Children are playing once more baseball and kickball the seasons are here.
Spring is here once more for the birds to sing.
dogs are barking and puppies are playing.
smell the roses as the bloom. enjoy the sounds.
Spring is on it's way

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

The Night Is Quiet
The night is quiet in this far away land.
The guns are making no noise tonight.
The world is at peace we can only hope.
No none killed no more dead.
Now at home we hear the cry
Let's have peace no more wars.
On this night, it is quiet.
Guns here are not firing.
People are calling one another friends, neighbors, brothers
God gave this night. It is Christmas all over the world.
Let the sound of peace quiet of the night.

Where did the truth go?
Has it turn into a lie?
Where has it gone?
You hear the words which sound as truth.
But in the end it's all a lie.
the truth is passed from one to another.
by the time it gets back to my you
It's A lie and no truth.
Where did the truth go?
Only those that know will not lie
At least not the first time

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Why won't you let my poetry be publish.
I would like to know.
I would like to share it on Facebook and twitter.
just for those to enjoy and comment.
I write to please those that read.
Pages after page for the joy.
Why won't you let them be publish on here??

What will 2017 bring?
will it bring joy to all ?
will it bring one of war?
What will 2017 bring.
Who Knows? It hasn't got here yet!

As I walked the path near the lake
I could see the ripples in the water.
The lake was quiet this time of year.
No boats no swimmers in the water.
The birds are flying above the water to catch the fish below.
The trees are bare of leaves.
The flowers are gone.
The lake is real pleasant to visit

The man came from miles away.
Rode a black horse.
Dressed in black a look of death on his face.
The gallow was ready to go.
As they led the Three to be hung.
The ropes were ready each tied tight.
Not a word was said.as they dropped to their death.
The hangman on his horse rode out of sight.
His job was done, as the bodies shook

wait here Jesus is coming.
I don't know when.
but I have been told
That he is coming.
wait here Jesus is coming
Will he ride a donkey or walk across the open water.
could it be on a cloud that he rides.
or on a angels back as she flies.
wait here to see Jesus come.

The angel came from the heavens.
Said to the shepherd, behold a king was born.
And as the angel was high in the sky.that very night.
other angel joins in a song of joy.
And people came to see the king.
And the angels said let his name be Jesus
and he is the son of God.
Today we hold Christmas day as his birthday.
And gather with friends and family to give thanks to the king of kings.