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Judypatooote Mar 2014
I look out on the field so brown.

Theirs nothing but a cat around.

He sits and stawks a little mouse

Whose hiding inside his little house.

The cat is hungry, it’s plain to see..

For a fat juicy mouse would surely be

A delicious dinner for his family.

by ~ judy
Judypatooote Jul 2014
A child is born
First words
Mama or Papa
A smile, A giggle
patty cake, patty cake
Crawling
the start of getting into everything.
then first steps
and into everything

A child grows into a TEEN
they think they know it all
can I borrow the car
do you know how to drive?
Of course....
Do you have insurance?
Don't you?
Can I borrow a few bucks?
Did you pick up your clothes?
Duh! yeah, (they were under the bed)
Along with a empty dish or two...

Then they grow into an adult.
find their mate
don't need the car
don't need the bucks (from you)
have children
and it starts all over...

WORRY...
But now, it's grandchildren...
and so worth the worry...

P>S>  My granddaughter Megan is having her second brain surgery. The good news is it's not cancer, but very dangerous. Her sister Ali passed away 9 years ago with cancer, she was 17. I think about the worry I talk about, but how does my daughter manage to survive.
I was just listening to a song, LIFE AIEN'T ALWAYS BEAUTIFUL, BUT IT'S A BEAUTIFUL LIFE...so faith and prayer are needed, and I would appreciate a prayer for Megan, for she is 28 and wants a BEAUTIFUL LIFE....THANKS, judy
Judypatooote May 2014
A CLOWN IS...

A ~ one of a kind

C ~ CRAZY Clown
L ~ LAZY Clown
O ~ ORNERY or FUNNY Clown
W ~ WHITEFACED Clown
N ~ NONSENSICAL Clown

A Clown can make one happy
A Clown can look very sad
A Clown can be called Apple Annie
And wear an Apple on her head.

A Clown comes with many names
It depends on who they are.
There was a Hobo Clown named Emmett Kelly, Jr.
Who always made me sad,
for he wore old rags, and walked real slow,
But he wasn't very scary, for that I was real glad.

And then there was BOZO the clown
Whose horn he beeped, and beeped and beeped
At least he was a funny Clown,
He never wore a frown.

The scary one was Penneywise the dancing Clown
From the movie IT...
He was the scariest Clown I ever saw
Fingers real long, and he lived in a sewer.
Now since I love dancing, one would
think he was my favorite...for he was
called the dancing Clown.
But when he climbed out of the sewer,
and hid behind the doors,
Let me tell you folks,
I wasn't watching any more...

But let me add my favorite Clown
Her name is Polka Dot...
She's been my friend for 60 years
She keeps me laughing, even when
she's not in costume...
Polka Dot's real name is Ginney Jean
She IS A CLOWN my favorite kind of friend.

by ~ judy
Judypatooote Nov 2014
A morning in my jammies
Drinking a cup of tea
The tea was Strawberry Ginger
And it was made just for me.
I added a teaspoon of sugar
So it would be a little sweet
On this Sunday morning
It was a relaxing treat.
Judypatooote Mar 2014
Up on the roof top, a squirrel sat.
I stared at him, and he'd stare right back...

He shook his bushy tail, and across the roof he'd run.
but there he was again, I think he thought it fun...

He'd make a funny noise, like he was scolding me.
Again he shook his tail, and ran away with glee...

The next time that I saw him he was climbing in my tree.
This cute little squirrel, was playing a game you see...

by ~ Judy
True story....
Judypatooote Apr 2014
A day in the playpen
who could ask for more...

I was the princess
who they all adored...

There was uncle Al,
uncle Vic and uncle Rudy...

Who jumped in the playpen
for babysittting duty...

They took over everything
from bottle to bear...

Now I know they were silly
but it shows that they cared...

by ~ judy
This is true, for I have a picture to prove it...my three uncles jumped into the playpen with me, I was standing, in front holding on to the sides, with a surprised look and I was around 1 years old...I had a crazy funny German family...thank God my mom took pictures, for I wouldn't remember anything of those good old days when I was stuck in the play pen....
Judypatooote Feb 2015
While relaxing in my chair
And looking outside
I thought I saw
Something small fly by.
What was that?
I ask myself
So I got up to check
And to my surprise.
Sitting on a leaf
Was a beautiful fairy
She was Looking around.
I said HI
She said HI
She said her name was
SPARKLE PLENTY
And she was loosing her SPARKLE.
She look so sad.
I've lost my way
To my friends house she said
For she was having a tea party.
I even reserved a mushroom
To sit upon
By the time I find her
They'll all be gone.
SPARKLE told me that without her Sparkle
She couldn't see very well,
Now what will I do?
I invited her in for a cup of tea
A cup called WildChiald...
And as she sipped her tea
She described where her friend lived.
Under a pine tree
At a place called The Shrine.
Oh my dear SPARKLE I said
Follow me...
She jumped on my shoulder,
And we ran out the door.
I took her to her friends house
With fairies galore.
There was an empty mushroom,
Her SPARKLE came back
She turned to me
And said THANK YOU FRIEND,
A FRIEND in NEED
Is A FRIEND INDEED....
Even if it's a Fairy
Called SPARKLE PLENTY...

By Judy
There is nothing more fascinating then a beautiful fairy.  So tiny and the imagination can make her into a real beauty...that's the child in me talking...lol
Judypatooote May 2015
While relaxing in my chair
And looking outside
I thought I saw
Something small fly by.
What was that?
I ask myself
So I got up to check
And to my surprise.
Sitting on a leaf
Was a beautiful fairy
She was Looking around.
I said HI
She said HI
She said her name was
SPARKLE PLENTY
And she was loosing her SPARKLE.
She look so sad.
I've lost my way
To my friends house she said
For she was having a tea party.
I even reserved a mushroom
To sit upon
By the time I find her
They'll all be gone.
SPARKLE told me that without her Sparkle
She couldn't see very well,
Now what will I do?
I invited her in for a cup of tea
A cup called WildChiald...
And as she sipped her tea
She described where her friend lived.
Under a pine tree
At a place called The Shrine.
Oh my dear SPARKLE I said
Follow me...
She jumped on my shoulder,
And we ran out the door.
I took her to her friends house
With fairies galore.
There was an empty mushroom,
Her SPARKLE came back
She turned to me
And said THANK YOU FRIEND,
A FRIEND in NEED
Is A FRIEND INDEED....
Even if it's a Fairy
Called SPARKLE PLENTY...

By Judy
This is one of my favorite poems that I wrote...a bit of the child in me coming out.
Judypatooote Nov 2014
ALISON...

A granddaughter whose life was taken too soon.
She was 17
A granddaughter whose had a heart of gold.
She could never be mean.
She suffered 2 years with cancer.
But didn't let that stop her.
On her way home from chemo
She had to stop for taco's.
She got her drivers license at 16
And was always lost.
She'd call her mom...mom i'm lost...
Where are you mom would ask.
Down by 7-11
Your right around the corner.
ALISON
She loved her STARBUCKS...
She loved life.
She made people laugh
In a very innocent way.
Yesterday was her birthday.
She would have been 27...
Hopefully HEAVEN is as beautiful as you imagined.
A Tropical paradise.
Sending you a hug and a Starbucks...
Love, granny
It!s been 10 years. I miss seeing this adorable face. It's so hard to understand why she was taken from us.
Judypatooote Mar 2015
All I want for my Birthday is...

Went shopping with my daughter
To find a present for her niece.
And My Granddaughter...
What to get?
Checking out dolls,
So many pretty Barbies
In beautiful ball gowns
What about a game I ask...
Finally my daughter called
To ask her what she would like.
Let me add she is 6 years old
Her reply was
Mascara, an iPhone,
Monster High doll
And
Coffee....
WHAT!
I still am laughing at this request...no she doesn't wear make up, or drink coffee...
Judypatooote Jun 8
Sometimes we need something besides Covid19 and Protest's. So today sending you a thought...Can you remember special smells?

A MEMORY OF SMELLS, ARE THEY STILL THE SAME?

The smell of a newborn baby after a bath, all sprinkled with powder.
I don't think that smell will ever change.
A smell I will always remember...

My grandma Bertha would always smell like lavender.
I use to buy lavender soap, and hand cream because it made
me think of her.
A smell I will always remember...

My great uncle would make taffy, and one time I helped stretch it.
A smell I will always remember...

My mom would take me to dance class, and the building smelled
like Carmel.  Much later in life, I entered a building that had the same smell, and it brought back those old days.
A smell I will always remember...

When a storm was brewing in Lake Erie there was a smell of raging waters. A north eastern was coming - I could smell it.
A smell I will always remember...

The soothing sound of the motor boat passing by leaving the smell
of gasoline - why did that comfort me?
A smell I will always remember...

Walking down the beach, bear foot in the sand, and running across
a dried up dead fish.
A smell I will always remember...

My husband would always use Comet with bleach to clean out the
sink, tub and he would sprinkle it add a bit of water making it a
paste, and let it set for an hour.
A smell I will always remember...

Smell can bring back a memory, at least for me...some good, some bad, but these are a few of my favorite memories of smell...and when I smell them now, it sparks my memory, again...

by ~ judy
Judypatooote Apr 2014
The smell of a newborn baby after a bath, all sprinkled with powder.
I don't think that smell will ever change.
A smell I will always remember...

My grandma Bertha would always smell like lavender.
I use to buy lavender soap, and hand cream because it made
me think of her.
A smell I will always remember...

My great uncle would make taffy, and one time I helped stretch it.
A smell I will always remember...

My mom would take me to dance class, and the building smelled
like Carmel.  Much later in life, I entered a building that had the same smell, and it brought back those old days.
A smell I will always remember...

When a storm was brewing in Lake Erie there was a smell of raging waters. A north eastern was coming - I could smell it.
A smell I will always remember...

The soothing sound of the motor boat passing by leaving the smell
of gasoline - why did that comfort me?
A smell I will always remember...

Walking down the beach, bear foot in the sand, and running across
a dried up dead fish.
A smell I will always remember...

My husband would always use Comet with bleach to clean out the
sink, tub and he would sprinkle it add a bit of water making it a
paste, and let it set for an hour.
A smell I will always remember...

Smell can bring back a memory, at least for me...some good, some bad, but these are a few of my favorite memories of smell...and when I smell them now, it sparks my memory.

by ~ judy
Judypatooote Mar 2015
WHAT MAKES ME HAPPY....
A MEMORY OF SPRING....

On the first day of SPRING I would look for the first CROCUS to pop up....sometimes through the snow.

And the GRAPE HYACINTH, oh so little and purple...they would even pop up through the ivy...that strong ivy which took over everything in the yard
.
Nothing smells better than the MOCK ORANGE BUSH. One with dark green leaves and beautiful white flowers, and one with light green leaves and the same beautiful flowers...

And behind the tree, I would find a stray TULIP blooming, stiill in it's ***...Is that the one I threw out last year the one I thought was dead?

The smells of Easter when you walk into a store that sells flowers...LILLIES, TULIPS, HYACINTH, and SWEET VIOLETS.... I worked at Franks Nursery for 7 years and enjoyed those smells every SPRING.

And looking out into the field next door that was filled with the SWEET VIOLETS...purple  clusters and as I walked out to check them out I would find a patch of WHITE VIOLETS.

This special memory of SPRING FLOWERS, is a wonderful memory of hubby. Unfortunately he passed away the day after he planted all his Spring flowers. But for years I would go out to find them blooming, knowing he was smiling down on me.... Now the ivy took over, and I moved away, but never forgetting the FIRST day of SPRING and the FIRST CROCUS to pop up.
time changes some things but never the smell of flowers...
Judypatooote Jan 2017
Time goes by swiftly
but I remember it well...

For daddy would walk down
with a fun tale to tell...

I WONDER WHAT TALE MY DAD WOULD TELL NOW. DAD WAS A DEMOCRAT, MOM A REPUBLICAN.  I NEVER REMEMBER HEARING THEM TALK POLITICS. I REMEMBER THINKING, I HOPE  DAD WINS CAUSE JFK IS CUTE...***!

I would put on the coffee
and we would sit out back...

At the table he made us
for enjoying our snacks...

WHAT WOULD DAD THINK ABOUT SO MANY COFFEE FLAVORS, AND SO SO MANY DIFFERENT BEERS. I KNOW HE WOULD SHAKE HIS HEAD IF HE KNEW I HAD FATHEAD BUMBLEBERRY BEER IN MY FRIG.

Now daddy and hubby
are no longer around...

But I think of them daily
I can almost hear the sound...

Of them laughing and talking
I wish they were still around...

ONCE I WAS YOUNG AND BEING A MOM , POLITICS WAS THE FARTHEST THING FROM MY MIND.  NEVER HAD TELEVISION ON EXCEPT MAYBE CAPTAIN KANGAROO OR BARNEY FOR THE KIDS.

Remember time goes by swiftly
take time to play...

Enjoying each other
and each and every day...

IT'S A NEW TIME IN LIFE, AND IF YOUR LUCKY LIFE GOES ON. WE AS AMERICANS HAVE TO STICK TOGETHER AND THINK POSITIVE. NO MATTER IF YOUR RED OR BLUE SUPPORT YOUR NEW PRESIDENT.
What would dad think? This is now a changed world....from politics, to beers...
Judypatooote Oct 2014
As I walk down the street
with my dog at my feet
he sniffs every blade of grass

The leaves are falling down
Falling down on the ground
Making a carpet for us to walk on

The sun is shining bright
But soon it will be night
And the moon and stars will grab our attention

But wait....

Its halloween night
Look theres  a child dressed like a dog
With the blade of grass falling out of his  mouth
and there's the Little girl
with a bag of leaves And a rake,
She is tossing those leaves like Rose petals
no sunshine but the moon is shining bright
A scary night of fright
a night to grab our attention
Just me babbling again....
Judypatooote Dec 2014
Growing up with
Tap dance, toe tap, singing lessons.
Even a year of modeling thrown in.
Did I appreciate them?
Probably not...
But my mom did...
She had to, otherwise she wouldn't
Have taken me on the bus,
Each week to each class.
Made me all my costumes
And repeated the phrase
"Did you practice yet?"
Why does it take the
Age of a grandma
Who is watching her daughters
Dragging their daughters
To dance, singing, play practice,
And wondering do they
Appreciate what their
Mother is doing?
Probably not...
BUT GRANDMA DOES...
Just went to a play that my granddaughter was in and it made me think about what my mom did for me ... For all the work that my daughter put into this play, helping her daughter. It takes the grandma to appreciate....
Judypatooote Jul 2014
Are we ever happy with
Mother Nature?

The Autumn leaves
So many
just fell off the tree,
With No color...
Color is what Autumn is all about
Mother Nature...
OR
What! It's 90 degrees out, this is fall,
When the weather should start to turn cold.
And you start a fire in the fire pit
Smell the Autumn leaves burning?
But no we are sitting here in shorts
Mother Nature...

Are we ever Happy with
Mother Nature?

Winter, oh my what a winter.
Beautiful Crystals of sparkly snow..
Lots of sparkly snow..
Schools closed..
Level three...
So cold...
Snow so deep...
OR
What a warm winter,
Please Mother Nature,
Send us some snow...
This is winter Mother Nature,
I want to make
Snow angels...

Are we ever happy with
Mother Nature?

Sunshine, thanks Mother Nature.
The buds on the trees
Are starting to pop.
The smell of the lilacs
Drifting through the air.
Spring has sprung...
OR
It was a bad winter,
Lost my rose bush.
The trees are late to bloom...
Spring, Mother Nature
Where is spring...

Are we ever happy with
Mother Nature ?

It's Summer time,
When the living is easy.
So Hot....
So much rain...
Scorched flowers
To Hot...

OR

It's The
Lazy, Hazy, crazy
Days of summer.
But it been so cold,
No rain,
Dried up brown grass.
Water bill goes up.

Are we ever happy with
Mother Nature?
To hot, to cold...
But that's Nature
I'm told...
And
Mother has nothing to do with it.
For years we complain about the weather. But the storms that have been going around the World, make me grateful for what I get...to hot, to cold...so what.
Judypatooote Mar 2014
A single rose,
with color so bright...
Caught the raindrops
that fell that night...
The next morning
the single rose held up her head...
while soaking up the sun,
the raindrops she shed...

by ~ Judy
Judypatooote Apr 2014
I remember one mothers day
when I was little, I wanted to
buy my mom a special present.
Since I was old enough
to cross the street by myself,
I walked down to a little variety store.
Oh what a fun place to go.
It carried everything.
Even penny candy.
But I had my mind set on something beautiful.
And it smell real good.
It was a beautiful blue bottle of
EVENING IN PARIS perfume.
As a little girl I thought this was
the most beautiful bottle ever seen.
Cobalt blue, with a gold cap and gold label.
Oh I knew she'd feel like she
had an evening in Paris when she wore it.
For I felt it was magical.
I even threw in a few pieces
of penny candy.
Mom was surprised and happy with her gift.
And I got to share her candy.
Although years later, I remember seeing
that beautiful bottle of perfume
sitting on her shelf,
almost still full...
Smell, maybe it was all in my mind,
because of that beautiful magical bottle.
But
it was a special mother's day.
When mothers were mothers
and children were innocent.

~~~
by ~ judy
Dedicated to my mommy...she was special.
Judypatooote Jun 2014
AS THE DAYS GO BY...
Somedays you wonder will it ever end...
Somedays it flies by...
So much to do, and not enough time...
But then you stop, and say,
Slow down, there will be another day...
If your lucky, there will be another day...
Only TIME will tell...

by judy
My back has been hurting, and when you can't do things, that is when you want to do them....but, there will be another day...)
Judypatooote Apr 2014
Storms never bothered me as a child.
I use to love to put on my bathing suit,
barefoot, and jump in all those puddles...
Mom would ******* in if it was lightning.
But with lightning came thunder,
so I would run inside at the first crack.
My mom use to tell me that it was
the Angels bowling.
I'm sure every mother told there kid that.
I know I did...

I loved storms when we were out to our cottage.
Because the waves were raging, and I remember
standing outside with my dad and all the
neighbor guys, discussing this storm. With
a beer in there hand. I never had fear back then.

When my kids were little and a storm was a brewing.
We lived in a duplex, with no basement and
we would take the kids, and our bird down
to our neighbors basement.... I still wasn't
afraid of storms... the kids, and parents we all
played pool, some dance...it was like a party...no fear...

Now, I live by the weather mans report.
I have a program from each tv station on my phone,
and the weather station, even an app for tornados.
But it's not fun any more... I don't go run in the rain
barefoot, or jump in puddles, but I try to keep a bottle
of wine in the frig, a snack or two, and set stuff up
in the bathroom for two....me and my dog buddy.
I'm in the tub, he curls around the toilet...
no fear... well maybe a little bit...

by ~ judy
It's almost time for those storms...summer storms, which seem to be happening all seasons...I say I have no fear, but I try and tell myself that....be brave....
Judypatooote Feb 2015
A TERM OF ENDEARMENT.....

As a little girl my girl friends dad
Called me BIRDBRAIN....
And that never bothered me.
I knew it was a term of endearment.
Of course back then I didn't know
What endearment meant.
But I knew he was kidding...
His house was the fun house
Of the neighborhood.
His wife was an angel.
We had taffy pulls,
Mrs G made popcorn *****,
And lined up chairs
In front of the television
So we kids could watch
Wrestling....
with a big bubble magnifying glass
And she served us bowls of popcorn.
Always something to do....
I went to the quarry one time with them
Looking for fancy rocks....
Mr. G, Mr. G is this a good one?
No Birdbrain, it's just sandstone...
He was a fancy rock collector...
The name Birdbrain was so special to me...
A name which was spoken with
Endearment....
I'm sure of that.....

By judy
Now I'm afraid if someone heard him call me birdbrain, he would be in trouble. Free speech is no longer a free...
Judypatooote May 2014
AT FIRST SIGHT...

At first sight I see a thistle
all brown and blowing in the wind.
Looking very lonely,
like wondering where I've been...

AT FIRST SIGHT...

I see much beauty as I look around
with blossoms on the trees
showing pink, white and purple
and knowing I would be pleased.

AT FIRST SIGHT...

I find Lilac buds on the lilac tree
Small little buds, waiting to bloom
A smell that will be heavenly
and will fill every room.

AT FIRST SIGHT...

The trees there were many,
some large and some small.
Some bearing leaves
and some none at all.

AT FIRST SIGHT...

The trees were different shades of green
and the pine trees were oh so tall.
Tulips and daffodils were showing there color
I truly love them all.

AT FIRST SIGHT...

Nature had a way of making me happy
with the sound of the creeks running stream
And birds who were singing a beautiful song
It seemed  like they were singing to me.

AT FIRST SIGHT...

A peaceful morning, it was indeed.
A walk through beauty, just my dog and me
I will take home this beauty
to open up in my night time dreams.

~~~
by ~ judy
Natures beauty is the most natural, comforting beauty to be seen.
Judypatooote Mar 2015
BECAUSE WE CAN....

Why is it so important
to leave that snowman hanging
On your front door
Until it stops snowing?
BECAUSE WE CAN....

Why is it so important
To switch that snowman up
For a Valentine heart
All red, pink and frilly
On the first day of February
Hoping someone
Remembers you with
A red rose or a box of candy?
BECAUSE WE CAN...

Why is it so important
On the first day of March
To turn everything green
For St. Patrick's day,
Green hair, green beer
And a huge green shamrock
Hanging on your door
Green is Contagious
After all it's the color of money
Who doesn't love that and
BECAUSE WE CAN...

Why is it so important
To finally haul out that cute
Easter wreath
The one with a little bunny
And speckled eggs
With Easter grass hanging down.
And a few jelly beans scattered around.
Its now on my door
BECAUSE WE CAN...

Why is it so important
That we change with the season
What hangs on our front door?
We have Spring flowers,
4th of July, halloween,
Thanksgiving and the beautiful
Christmas wreath...
WHY?
BECAUSE WE CAN...

By judy
Judypatooote Jan 2016
BECAUSE WE CAN....

Why is it so important
to leave that snowman hanging
On your front door
Until it stops snowing?
BECAUSE WE CAN....

Why is it so important
To switch that snowman up
For a Valentine heart
All red, pink and frilly
On the first day of February
Hoping someone
Remembers you with
A red rose or a box of candy?
BECAUSE WE CAN...

Why is it so important
On the first day of March
To turn everything green
For St. Patrick's day,
Green hair, green beer
And a huge green shamrock
Hanging on your door
Green is Contagious
After all it's the color of money
Who doesn't love that and
BECAUSE WE CAN...

Why is it so important
To finally haul out that cute
Easter wreath
The one with a little bunny
And speckled eggs
With Easter grass hanging down.
And a few jelly beans scattered around.
Its now on my door
BECAUSE WE CAN...

Why is it so important
That we change with the season
What hangs on our front door?
We have Spring flowers,
4th of July, halloween,
Thanksgiving and the beautiful
Christmas wreath...
WHY?
BECAUSE WE CAN...

By judy
I always change the wreath on my front door. I love Holidays.
Judypatooote Mar 2014
Birthdays come but once a year.
You'll always be a friend so dear...

You worry that your getting old.
It's all in your mind, that's what I'm told...

Age is just a number friend.
Your body works, your legs they bend...

So toss that old word out the door.
For I'm here to help you celebrate many more...

By ~ judy
I wrote this a few years ago for my friend.
Judypatooote Apr 2014
Bringing friends together,
in a Tea Room by the Bay...
The Tea Room was a chicken coop,
way back in it's day...
It even has hats and dresses
perhaps you want to play,
Bringing friends together,
For that delicious cup of Tea.
In a Tea Room that's so specical,
you want to stay all day....

by ~ judy
This tea room was made out of an old chicken coop, that has a round roof, like half a circle...the decorations are so precious, it is such a warm pleasant place to enjoy your friends. Thanks to Dee who makes it so special...
Judypatooote Sep 2014
Can you imagine?
The time when being ask
To stay after school
To clean the chalkboards
And erasers was fun.

Can you imagine?
Waiting for the teacher
To pick you to
Take papers to the principle.
Yes, that was special.
And i never thought to peek.

Can you imagine?
Learning to do the waltz
And the foxtrot in gym?
Boys on one side of gym
And girls on the other.
Pick a partner...
No, no, boys are yucky.
That was grade school
When they really were.

I can't imagine not growing up
In the 40/50's
With kick the can,
Home made circuses
And running down to a friends house
And calling,
Can you come out to play?

I can't imagine not having a memory.

By judy
Judypatooote Oct 2014
Carving a pumpkin
It's that time of year
Should it look happy
Or should it show fear

Years ago my pumpkin
Had smiling eyes
A nose shaped like
A diamond
And a mouth filled
With carved teeth
A candle inside
Shining to show his smile

Years later the pumpkin
Turned into a creative jack o lantern
Made by my kids, for there kids.
A contest
Mom and son against
Dad and daughter
Once They made THE BEATLES
singing there songs
It was quite a creation
They couldn't go wrong
and once they made KISS
with there tongue's hanging out
They used there imagination
It made me want to shout
And each year was a different look
Shhhhh!   Don't tell the other
It was a surprise.....
I have seen the most creative pumpkins ever posted on pinterest or facebook...they brought back memories of some of my kids creations. The one thing i miss is roasting those pumpkin seeds...would they taste as good as i remember
Judypatooote May 2015
CHANGE...
Change can mean
So many things.
The loss of a loved one...
The birth of a loved one..
CHANGE...
The sale of a house
You grew up in.
All those childhood memories.
CHANGE...
The sale of a house
You raised your kids in.
The yard that had maple trees
And flowers which was
Planted with love.
A firepit that was a place
For neighborhood gatherings.
CHANGE...
Old home has new owner
New look, new yard
Everything has CHANGED..
CHANGE.....can be Sad, and beautiful.
New home, new friends
Added to old friends
A new set of memories to make....
CHANGE is just a way of life...

By judy
So many changes in life...I feel lucky to have been able to experience them, and keep them in my memory box called my brain...
Judypatooote Feb 2015
Chirping crickets...

As a little girl....
I remember hearing this sound
In our living room
I ask my mom
Because mom knew everything
What is that?
She called it a cricket
mom thought crickets chirping
Was music to her ears
I remember her saying
Listen! Listen!
It's singing to us
And she was smiling
I never saw the cricket
Just heard it chirping...
BUT
One day as mom moved our davenport
Away from the wall
To dust the mop boards
She found that this chirping cricket
Was eating away at our davenport....
Now that's  what I call
"Singing for your supper"
If only we had GOOGLE back then.

By Judy
I said this before and I'll say it again...it only takes one word to toss me a memory.
Judypatooote Dec 2014
The beauty of Christmas
With all of those lights
So many colors
That shine really bright

As I drive down the street
It's hard not to stare
For there's snowmen
And Santa's setting everywhere

Pine trees are covered
With LED lights and snow
The LED shines brightly
And the snow makes it glow

Listen! Listen!
There's music in the air
The sweet sound of Carolers
Songs they will share

We wish you a Merry Christmas
We wish you a Merry Christmas
We wish you a Merry Christmas
And a Happy New Year
  
MERRY CHRISTMAS from JUDY
Judypatooote Mar 2014
When I woke up this morning
I was happy to see
new fallen  snow
laying before me.

It sparkled like diamonds
It was still falling down
Those crystals of beauty
that lay on on the ground.

Untouched beauty
not a footprint to be seen.
A sparkling, glimmering
sight indeed.

The shed was all covered
and so were the trees.
What an amazing sight
God has sent to me.

by ~ Judy
Judypatooote Apr 2014
Do not dwell  ~  but that's a Memory...

TIME  ...  even time seemed simple when i was young.
I never had to looked at the clock.  My mom would, call from the foot of the stairs...TIME to get up....sometimes twice. After breakfast it's TIME to leave for school....

TIME for lunch teacher would say.... so I'd walk home to Mac and cheese.. or grilled cheese and tomato soup. Then again mom called out it's TIME to leave.

Supper TIME she call....and at the table we ALL sat. Can you imagine that? We ALL sat down together to eat supper...

Then after i washed dishes, I'd go out to play and as i walked out the door i would hear my mom shout out "be home before the street lights come on"  no set TIME just before the street lights come on... if late GROUNDED...

Do not dwell  ~  but that's a Memory...

Now a cell phone takes the place of a mom...it sends a beep beep beep TIME to get up...   at lunch and supper it will notify you as to time and where to go...sometimes twice... why it even tells you when to take your pills.. at bedtime you set it to Pandora music station and you set it to turn off.... simple? Maybe but i like mom best...

Do not dwell  ~  but that's a Memory...

by ~ judy
Judypatooote Apr 2015
Do not dwell  ~  but that's a Memory...

TIME  ...  even time seemed simple when i was young.
I never had to looked at the clock.  My mom would, call from the foot of the stairs...TIME to get up....sometimes twice. After breakfast it's TIME to leave for school....

TIME for lunch teacher would say.... so I'd walk home to Mac and cheese.. or grilled cheese and tomato soup. Then again mom called out it's TIME to leave.

Supper TIME she call....and at the table we ALL sat. Can you imagine that? We ALL sat down together to eat supper...

Then after i washed dishes, I'd go out to play and as i walked out the door i would hear my mom shout out "be home before the street lights come on"  no set TIME just before the street lights come on... if late GROUNDED...

Do not dwell  ~  but that's a Memory...

Now a cell phone takes the place of a mom...it sends a beep beep beep TIME to get up...   at lunch and supper it will notify you as to time and where to go...sometimes twice... why it even tells you when to take your pills.. at bedtime you set it to Pandora music station and you set it to turn off.... simple? Maybe but i like mom best...

Do not dwell  ~  but that's a Memory...

by ~ judy
A memory of time.
Judypatooote May 2015
Dress up days
FOR KIDS
I don't mean the times
They dressed up for Church
Or for special holidays
But the times they found
A long dress in their moms closet,
And their moms high heel shoes
Oh and the hats they found
In a hat box in the closet.
Please mom, please....
They were in seventh Heaven...
And the special box
In a best friends basement,
Filled with formals
And a box of high heels.
That insured them a great
Play day...
I grew up in
Dress up days
My girls grew up in
Dress up days
But this day and age
It seems there are
Dress up days
Filled with Princesses
Bought at Target
Or on Amazon.
Stealing the creative ability of a child.
They are expensive, beautiful
And they sparkle
I'm sure the little girls
Probably get more excited
Over Princess dresses
That sparkle
Then the ones that hang
Over their shoulders
And drag on the ground.
Either way, they can still
Have fun while singing
"I'm so fancy"

By Judy
dress up days that I remember
Judypatooote May 2014
FEAR....
As a child I knew no fear.
But to mother fear was always near.
Now my children they show no fear.
But to me it's always near.
CONCLUSION....
Mirror, Mirror on the Wall.
I am my mother after all...

BY ~ JUDY
Judypatooote Mar 2014
To fish, I'd sit in the front of the boat.
On a cushion that my dad said would float...

I'd grab a worm, and bait the hook.
And then sit back to read a book...

But first I'd tie that line on my toe,
and when that fish bit, I would know...

I use to catch quite a few
How many, only me and dad knew...

An after noon of fishing and sitting in the sun
sounds kind of dull, but it was always fun...

by ~ Judy
I also caught the worms that we fished with...I was about 8 or 9 at the time.
Judypatooote Apr 2014
Fishy, fishy in the brook.
Daddy catch him on a hook.
Mommy fry him in a pan.
Baby eat him like a man.

~~~~~
Author unknown.
This is a little poem my mom always said to me.
Judypatooote May 2014
Do you want to play cards?
I ask my friends.
We meet on down
around the bend.

Some bring snacks,
I'm on a diet,
but then I get there
and have to try it...

Sometimes I bring a glass of wine..
I get really silly,
but they say that is fine....

Friends are the greatest
gift in this world.
I try to treat them
like a very fine pearl...

by ~ judy
I'm getting ready for our game night. It is so true how special friends can be....It seems as one moves on to different places, you think you can't live without your old friends, but as the saying goes,
"Make new friends, but keep the old. Some are Silver and others Gold."
Judypatooote Aug 2014
Getting ready to go fishing,
Started the day before.
Dad would hook up the water hose
To a pump that pumped water
Out of the creek in front of our cottage.
He would water the lawn
So the earthworms would
Show there heads
Or
Tails...how can you tell?
As soon as it got dark,
My dad would say grab your Flashlight..
So out we would go
To find those earth worms.
Or as a fisherman would call them
Nightcrawler's...
I loved catching those worms
Almost as much as i loved fishing.
And i usually went out barefooted.
It was like finding a treasure
When my flashlight would spot one.
And i could snap that worm up
Faster than they could hide.
We would each have a can
To put our worms in.
When we had a few dozen
My dad would put them in a bait box
With moss.
Those worms had it made.
Until the next day.
We would get up at day break
And head on out on Lake Erie.
With my fishing pole, my snacks,
My book (in case fishing was slow)
And our worms...
Gone fishing...
Who would admit to a favorite memory of catching worms, but me.
Judypatooote Oct 2014
Halloween is almost here
What are you going to be this year?
I think i want to be a Witch..
I ask her mom, she said she switched.
Now she wants to paint her face
And be a Vampire, well that's just great.
Little girl, don't look so mean...
your meant to be a beauty queen.
Halloween time...yesterday a witch tomorrow a vampire, but to me she will always be a beauty queen.....my granddaughter Zola...shes 5.  
Judypatooote Mar 2014
It's the first day of SPRING today.
But how do we know it?

It's the first day of SPRING today.
But it doesn't show it.

It's the first day of SPRING today.
The snow is melting,
Melting, melting
The grass is brown,
Just look around.
The sun is shining,
I'm happy to say,
It's going to be a good day today...

And the calendar says!
HAPPY FIRST DAY OF SPRING....

by - judy
Silly, silly me...
Judypatooote Mar 2015
It's the first day of SPRING today.
But how do we know it?

It's the first day of SPRING today.
But it doesn't show it.

It's the first day of SPRING today.
The snow is melting,
Melting, melting
The grass is brown,
Just look around.
The sun is shining,
I'm happy to say,
It's going to be a good day today...

And the calendar says!
HAPPY FIRST DAY OF SPRING....

by - judy
I wrote this last year, but the same thing is true today...
Judypatooote Jun 2014
Back in the 40's
We had an icebox at our cottage,
to keep our food cold.
It was an empty insulated box,
with shelves for the food,
and on the bottom sat the block of ice.
Once a week the iceman
would deliver a large block of ice.
I would always race on over our
little bridge to meet him.
It was like seeing the ice cream truck arrive.
The iceman would always ask me
if I wanted a chunk of ice...
I suppose it was standing there
in the heat with those
big puppy dog eyes that got him.
There was nothing that tasted as
good as a cold chunk of ice
on a hot summer day...
Unless...
it was a cold bottle
of chocolate cow pop...
Something as simple as a chunk of ice...was like the biggest treat ever.
Judypatooote Mar 2015
HIGH TOP SHOES...

Back in my day, children wore high top shoes.
Girls white, boys brown.
Because they gave you ankle support.
MOM SAID....

What would mom say now?
High tops are back.
But not for kids
there can't be any ankle support
For they have 7" heels
Some with a zipper up the back
And cut out pointed toes
With silver sparkles
WHAT?
What a difference 70 years makes
Now we should be back into high tops
Girls white, boys brown
Because they give you ankle support...
GRANDMA SAID....

By judy
I just found a picture of me in high tops as a little girl.  That brought  on a poem....
Judypatooote Feb 2015
HOME MADE VALENTINES DAY...

Back in the 1940's when I was young
Valentines Day was so special

Everything was homemade
from the Valentine box,
the Valentines,
and Valentine cookies.

As the room mother one year
my mom was asked to make a large
Valentine Box

I remember the doilies that we
colored in, we had ruffles,
glitter on little hearts,
everything was pink, white and red.

The big Valentine box was put on
the teachers desk
Then as each child came in
they deposited their Valentines
in the beautiful Valentine Box.

I can't remember seeing the teacher
remove the Valentines from the box
but somehow she did, and a couple
of us kids got to pass out the cards.

We took them home in a paper bag.

But first we opened them up....
Always excited to see if we got
a special one from someone special...

Did you get one from Jimmy,
or best friend Sue
Here's  one from the teacher
with a sucker too...

As the years passed by, and I became a mother
I helped my children make their own
small Valentine Box.
With Doilies, red hearts and
the most important part was glitter....
and they came home from school
filled with cards picked up at the
Valentine Store...

But
as years passed on
the Grandkids were more creative.
A Valentine Box
that looked like
a Lady Bug
each year they became more creative.

But
none as beautiful in my eyes
as the big large Valentine Box
my mom made.

HAPPY VALENTINES DAY...

by judy
Judypatooote Mar 2015
Hopalong Cassidy

When I was a little girl
Hopalong Cassidy
Was my hero
I would watch him on the television  
Riding his horse Topper
And then
PRETEND...
Hiding behind chairs
Running from one to the other
Shooting the bad guys
With my finger gun.
One birthday my mom surprised me
With a whole Hopalong Cassidy outfit.
I had a vest with fringe,
The cowgirl skirt, the hat
And best of all
A Hopalong Cassidy WATCH
And a silver play gun in a holster
In my imagination
I WAS HOPALONG CASSIDY
Back in the 40's
IT WAS OK
To play Cowboys and Indians
IT WAS OK
To shoot the bad guys
With a finger gun
Or a silver play gun
IT WAS OK
To use the word Indians
Without offending anyone
So Sad that kids can't play
Cowboys and Indians anymore
Because you wouldn't know
If that gun was real
A memory of when life was simple and fun. Of course it was, I was a child.
Judypatooote Apr 2014
I had a reading by a Medium
who talked to my husband.
What is a Medium, I ask...
For I was clueless.
Why they are a psychic
who see and talk to a spirit
of a loved one perhaps?
Sure they do...
This is crazy...
But OK, I'll have a reading.
Well he saw my husband.
Did your husband like to garden?
Why yes he did.
So after a few more
why yes he dids
he told me that my husband
said to look for
a dragonfly and know that it
will be him sending me his love.
OK, thank you.
I hadn't seen a dragonfly in years.
so I left the building
walked to my car
and there sitting on the drivers side
of my car on the mirror was
a dragonfly...he fluttered his wings
as I stood and stared at him.
Then off he flew...
That was just the beginning.
They were everywhere after that.
I was working in my craft room
and looked up as one landed on
the screen of my window.
Just looking in, for at least 15 minutes.
At the swimming pool, one would
zoom on down by me as I was
in the water swimming.
It seemed that everywhere I went
After that reading by the Medium
I saw a dragonfly.
A coincidence? Perhaps...
But I DO BELIEVE
Because seeing a dragonfly
whether real or not, brought me comfort
and I could feel my husbands love...
I BELIEVE....

by ~ judy
When you loose a family member to death, or even a friend,
sometimes something happens, whether real or not, to make you feel close to them...a silly old dragonfly worked for me last summer.
Judypatooote Jan 2015
Do i go out
Or do i stay in...

The weatherman predicted
A blizzard
Do i listen to him...

Gotta pick up
Milk, coffee and wine...

Let it snow, let it snow
I'll be just fine...

By judy
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