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Judypatooote Dec 2014
I watch my granddaughter
At her school musical
And then she comes out to take a bow...
TEARS IN MY EYES...

My grandson broke his finger
Playing football,
Pain..
And then he broke it again
Playing indoor soccer...
More Pain...
TEARS IN MY EYES...

On television I hear,
This beautiful sad song
And
Please adopt me
It's this adorable
Sad looking dog
TEARS IN MY EYES...

Every Christmas story
That I have watched
And I loved
TEARS IN MY EYES...

And watching the news...
Seeing all the fighting, plus
Protesting...everywhere Protesting...
TEARS IN MY EYES...

By Judy
This world and all sad things that should not be happening bring TEARS TO MY EYES..
Judypatooote Mar 2015
I remember when I was in grade school
Which is now called middle school
That first warm day
I would rush home from school
Run upstairs and dig out my shorts
From the  cedar chest
Where mom store our summer clothes.
They always smelled like cedar,
But it didn't matter
It was spring and warm outside.
And I was determined to wear shorts.
But mom was cautious
It's too early she would say...
Your going to get sick
That is what they thought back then
There was nothing better then
Slipping on your shorts
on the first warm day of Spring  
running down to a friends
And calling their name
Can you come out to play
There was nothing like the smell
And the warmth of
THAT FIRST WARM DAY....

by Judy
I still get that feeling on the first warm day, but no cedar chest, just totes, and no more shorts, but I will dig out a few capris...and I want to plant flowers...
Judypatooote Mar 2017
THAT FIRST WARM DAY...
I remember when I was in grade school
Which is now called middle school
That first warm day
I would rush home from school
Run upstairs and dig out my shorts
From the  cedar chest
Where mom store our summer clothes.
They always smelled like cedar,
But it didn't matter
It was spring and warm outside.
And I was determined to wear shorts.
But mom was cautious
It's too early she would say...
Your going to get sick
That is what they thought back then
There was nothing better then
Slipping on your shorts
on the first warm day of Spring  
running down to a friends
And calling their name
Can you come out to play
There was nothing like the smell
And the warmth of
THAT FIRST WARM DAY....

by Judy
I still get that feeling on the first warm day, but no cedar chest, just totes, and no more shorts, but I will dig out a few capris...and I want to plant flowers...
This winter was a warm one, and even though it was January or February we had days that I wanted to haul out summer clothes and set my patio up with beautiful blooms.
Judypatooote Aug 2014
Lake Erie THEN and NOW
as a child
summers were spent
at our cottage
on  the beach of
Lake Erie.
Clear water i could see the bottom.
as a child
i would take a bar of soap
into the clear water
and wash up,
shampoo my hair,
then take a swim.
i lived in the clear clean water.
collecting sea shells,
colored glass which washed up
on the sand.
when a storm popped up
we would have white foam
wash up along with a dead fish or two.
but the white foam came from
the angry waves.
the foam never lasted long,
and mom picked up the dead fish.
water was back to being clear and clean.
now we never drank that water,
or bathed in it when it was angry.
But it was a beautiful beach.

NOW...
Sad to say it is green slime.
i went out and took pictures of the water.
the beach is now Maumee State Park
and thanks to the stuff than
runs off into Lake Erie
it is green, and angry again.
Can't find a clean spot anywhere.
Warning signs are posted.
Seagulls still are walking the beach,
hoping for a crumb.
SAD....
Then and Now...
Judypatooote Mar 2014
The caterpillar looks like a wiggly worm...
With stripes of color, she makes me squirm...
She has patience while sitting upon a stem...
Dodging the animals, and legs of man...
Her color is vivid, of black, yellow and green...
She'll turn into a butterfly, her beauty to be seen...

by ~ Judy
I took a photo of this caterpillar in my back yard.
Judypatooote Apr 2015
The caterpillar looks like a wiggly worm...
With stripes of color, she makes me squirm...
She has patience while sitting upon a stem...
Dodging the animals, and legs of man...
Her color is vivid, of black, yellow and green...
She'll turn into a butterfly, her beauty to be seen...

by ~ Judy
I'm sorry I'm cheating. I wrote this and posted it last year. I think my brain is on pause....so I hope you don't mind a few repeats.
Judypatooote May 2014
A little boy who was so sweet
I'd ask him, would you like a treat?
Ice cream, candy or bubble gum
You know that granny will give you some...

CONFESSING....

But Granny, you know I just had a treat.
One is all that I should eat...

BUT...

If you put it in a bag,
I'll carry it home to share with dad...

by ~ granny judy
Two of my grandsons have grown into fine young men,
who practiced honesty from day one...High School, and College.
Who could ask for more...so proud of them...
Judypatooote Nov 2014
The cookie jar
Came from grandpa T
It was empty
He left that up to me
It looked like
An old time phone
Some times i'd bake
And sometimes i'd buy
But it was always filled
With cookies inside
My kids grew up
And no one checked
They'd be surprised
To see that dog bones
Were there instead...

By judy
Judypatooote Aug 2014
What ever happened to that dining room table?
As a child
The dining room table
Was my play house.
It was a big table
With legs on all four corners.
My dog Trixie and I
Would spend a lot of time
Under that table.
Mom was making drapes
On top of the table..
The radio was on with all the old shows.
But I was busy dressing
Trixie up in old baby clothes.
I even had room to pull
The little doll buggy under this table.
I had a dog that was
Quite content being lazy in the buggy.

What ever happened to that dining room table?
We always had that dining room table
Filled with family on holidays.
Lots of food on the top...
Mom was a great cook.
Her specialities were
Pork roast, tomato pudding
And plum cake...
Dad would have German music
Playing in the background.

What ever happened to that dining room table?
It was old, and traded in for a new model.
Which also had four legs on each corner.
Was blond oak, and very modern.
My memory of that one,
Is of my kids, playing games,
Eating snacks and also
Holidays filled with family,
Eating moms pork roast,
Tomato pudding, and plum cake.
And I added Pink Stuff.  

What ever happened to that dining room table?
Gone...
House sold...
Left, only the memories...

By Judy
The one thing I regret is not inheriting my moms great cooking skills....but the good news is, my daughter did....
Judypatooote Oct 2014
The memories that were made around
THE FIREPIT
My husband had a great idea
I'll build a FIREPIT
It will be like camping.
So with the help of my dad
They dug the hole,
Added built in benches
It was grand...
We had breakfast, hotdogs, chili
Oh yes, Marys chili
She made it on our FIREPIT
We  added neighbors, and all our kids.
Of course samores were a big hit.
One night we hauled the little
Black and white TV out there
And watched THE BLOB....
With our just popped popcorn.
Back then SCARY.......
The stories that were told
Around that FIREPIT
Solving the worlds problems
Which seemed pretty simple back then.
The neighborhood was like a family.
The FIREPIT was a gathering place
for laughing, sharing stories,
And eating....
~
By judy
Fall was pretty special when my kids were growing up....cool evenings required a fire in the FIREPIT, with family and friends.
Judypatooote Aug 2014
The first day of school
was a special time.
The kids would be happy
and the mother would cry.
We would start the day
with a prayer and the pledge.
And sing the Star Spangle Banner
With our hand on our heart..
We would learn reading
and writing and arithmetic.
Make projects into a beautiful
gift for mom or dad.
Out for recess, playing dodge ball
and then a race.
Everything went well
until you get a ball in the face.
At lunch time I would walk
home a mile each way.
Mac and cheese
then back for the day.
Everyday we did the same thing.
we'd listen to teacher
or visit the principal.
He would smack you with a ruler
on the back end.
and when we got home,
we'd get smacked again.
The first day of school
in the simpler time.
When they would teach
you the ABC's
And read you a nursery rhyme.
You learned from the first day of school.
By the teacher who knew the golden rule.

By judy
In simpler times...
Judypatooote Mar 2015
American restoration....

While watching the program
American Restoration
An icebox was brought in
To restore, into a wine cooler.
A young man who was helping
To restore it, was puzzled.
Where did the ice come from?
There were no cords
We oldies forget that young people
Never had to use an ICEBOX.
This is my memory of
"THE ICEBOX...."
It was an insulated metal box,
Just like the one being restored.
Once a week THE ICEMAN
Came out to our cottage
In a big Insulated Truck.
To deliver a big block of ice.
I was always so excited to see him
Because he would always chip off
A large piece of ice for me.
That was what kids now call
A Popsicle.
The iceman would carry in the block of ice
And put it in the icebox for my mom.
And that ice would keep our
Milk, meat and eggs
Cold for a week....
~~~~~
Let me add that American Restoration
Did a beautiful job
Turning the icebox into a wine cooler...
They added refrigeration,
Shelving, and a cord.
and the ICEBOX it was no more...
American Restoration is a program on FYI station, and it will surely be back a memory or two...people bring in something they found at a sale for them to restore....an antique coca cola vending machine, an old antique coffe vending machine...turning them into something beautiful.
Judypatooote Jan 2015
The mattress...

We've come along way
Getting that mattress just right
Growing up with box springs
Bare metal in the box on the bottom
On top was mattress filled with something that felt lumpy
But once a month my mom would flip over that mattress

AND THEN

Everything was boxed in
Finally you couldn't see the springs
But they were added to the top mattress too,
I know that because I felt them start to work their way out.
But never fear there was always
A sheet of foam that looked like waffles
that you could throw on top
And getting flipped over, down to once a year.

AND NOW

Comfort began and they looked pretty
I should be able to sleep the whole night through
They must be Sealy....
But waiting for that comfort to begin CAME AGE
No more flipping that mattress over
now I'm just happy if I can flip out of bed

But I'm happy to say that I have a memory pillow
But I'm sad to say that I think my memory pillow
is absorbing my memory....

By judy
A middle of the night thought...
Judypatooote Mar 2014
The neighbor kids
come down to play...
On a warm and sunny
Summer day...

We would each get into
the small wash tub...
with a splish and a splash
and sometimes a shove...

With our suits stretched out
and hanging down...
the shower cap made
me look like a clown...

the tub was small
and we squeezed in three...
Duane and carol
and there always was me...

by ~ judy
summer fun, when I was young...
Judypatooote Mar 2014
The peace is surreal
in the woods at the park...
It's beauty is special
I speak from the heart...

I grew up here
when I was a child...
this place could
always make me smile...

As I pass the trees
I look up to see...
A baby raccoon
looking down at me...

There's a deer on the right
munching on a scrub...
and the birds they are singing
while fluttering  above...

While walking the boardwalk
with my camera in my hand...
I capture the beauty
and that is really grand...

by ~ Judy
A memory from my childhood days...
Judypatooote Jul 2014
Today while walking my dog Buddy
Back by the little creek are Poplar trees...
This brought back memories
For as a child, and a little bit of a dreamer,
I would lay in bed and listen.
What a peaceful sound.
We were surrounded by Poplar trees
And with so many blowing in the wind
It sounded like rain,
A peaceful rain...
And in my dream
I would be running, and splashing
Hands in the air,
Letting those raindrops splash on my face
And in this dream
I knew only GOD could
Send me the beautiful Poplar tree
With such a peaceful sound...
I listened today and being older,
I just knew it was true..
It still sounds like rain
It is still peaceful
So...
To GOD I say
Thank you for the Memory
And
The Poplar Trees
This memory is from my days out to the cottage
Judypatooote Apr 2014
The red bird on the wire so high,
was he singing just for me?...

He sang a song, while looking around,
to see what he could see...

A ******* box was staring him down,
and of course that would be me...

With camera in hand, I caught his eye.
The red bird on the wire so high...

by ~ judy
I took a picture of this beautiful red bird on the wire so high...
Judypatooote Mar 2014
I hear a word
That reminds me of a song
And then there's music in the air...

I hear a sound
I hum along
And then there's music in the air...

I see a smile
That reminds me of you
And then there's music in the air...

FOR

I've got the music in me...

by ~ Judy
Judypatooote Jan 2015
THE TOOTH FAIRY...

The tooth fairy knows
When you loose that tooth
BUT
HOW WILL THE TOOTH FAIRY KNOW?
When my granddaughter
Lost her tooth
It was at Barry Bagels
With her other grandma
In the bathroom.
Dropped it
Couldn't find it
Grandma panicked
Granddaughter panicked
HOW WILL THE TOOTH FAIRY KNOW?
So home without a tooth
Sad granddaughter, sad grandma...
BUT
Her mommy saved the day...
A note under the pillow
From the tooth fairy
Dear Jenson
My tooth fairy friend found your tooth
And ask me to deliver your $ reward
With a little fairy dust added
And everyone was happy.
BUT
HOW DID THAT TOOTH FAIRY KNOW?
Wink wink....

By judy
Judypatooote Mar 2014
The weeping willow, the maple
and the black walnut tree...

Reach out their branches
as if to say...

It's Spring! I just woke up
and I'm going to be...

The prettiest tree that
you will ever see...

The willow is weeping
for it's arms are very long...

They blow in the breeze
but they're not very strong...

The maple, her beauty
it shows in the fall...

Red, yellow, orange
and she grows very tall...

The black walnut it stretches
out over the field...

And is quite happy to provide
the squirrels next meal...

Their buds are just popping
as they reach for the sky...

Sharing their beauty
with the naked eye...

by ~ Judy
I use to live next to this field with these beautiful trees.
Judypatooote Apr 2017
The Trees...
The weeping willow, the maple
and the black walnut tree...

Reach out their branches
as if to say...

It's Spring! I just woke up
and I'm going to be...

The prettiest tree that
you will ever see...

The willow is weeping
for it's arms are very long...

They blow in the breeze
but they're not very strong...

The maple, her beauty
it shows in the fall...

Red, yellow, orange
and she grows very tall...

The black walnut it stretches
out over the field...

And is quite happy to provide
the squirrels next meal...

Their buds are just popping
as they reach for the sky...

Sharing their beauty
with the naked eye...

by ~ Judy
The trees are so plain until they get fully dressed.
Judypatooote Mar 2015
The weeping willow, the maple
and the black walnut tree...

Reach out their branches
as if to say...

It's Spring! I just woke up
and I'm going to be...

The prettiest tree that
you will ever see...

The willow is weeping
for it's arms are very long...

They blow in the breeze
but they're not very strong...

The maple, her beauty
it shows in the fall...

Red, yellow, orange
and she grows very tall...

The black walnut it stretches
out over the field...

And is quite happy to provide
the squirrels next meal...

Their buds are just popping
as they reach for the sky...

Sharing their beauty
with the naked eye...

by ~ Judy
I wrote this poem last Spring....but I have moved and don't get to watch these trees bud any more...but I have this poem to remind me...another memory...
Judypatooote Jun 2015
When did I start my worry list?
As a child I didn't have to worry, that was mom's job.
But what did she have to worry about.
Certainly not me.
Dad had a job,  and was a happy fella
We did have a TV
With a bubble screen
But she never watch that.
She didn't like cowboy shows or wrestling
An There was no news...
That's it.....
That's when my worry list started...
I became a mom of four children
What did I have to worry about
certainly not them
But then I watch the news
My children have grown
but then I have nine grandchildren
And so my worry list continues on
shootings at schools
children abducted
So many tragedies on news
From tornadoes to plane crashes
Car crashes, Forest fires, Terrorists,
Children with a rare cancer
With no cure...
why, why do I watch the news?
So I know what to worry about?
Or just because I'm a mom and a grandma

My granddaughter named me
THE WORRY ONE...

By Judy
As I sit and watch the news, I feel a bit of "what if's" . When I think about a simpler time when there was no media....things just happened, but life is a challenge this day...or maybe it's age...
Judypatooote Jan 2021
THE WORRY LIST....

When did I start my worry list?
As a child I didn't have to worry,
that was mom's job.
But what did she have to worry about.
Certainly not me.
Dad had a job,  and was a happy fella
We did have a TV
With a bubble screen
But she never watch that.
She didn't like cowboy shows or wrestling
An There was no news...
That's it.....
That's when my worry list started...
I became a mom of four children
What did I have to worry about
certainly not them
But then I watch the news
My children have grown
And I have nine grandchildren
And so my worry list continues on
shootings at schools
children abducted
So many tragedies on news
From tornadoes to plane crashes
Car crashes, Forest fires, Terrorists,
Children with a rare cancer
With no cure..
And SOME Police so brutal to the black...
I thought that battle was over.
why, why do I watch the news?
So I know what to worry about?
Or just because I'm a mom and a grandma.
Judypatooote Mar 2014
Time goes by so swiftly
but I remember it well...

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

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

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

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...

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

Enjoying each other
and each and every day...

by ~ Judy
A special time in my life.
Judypatooote Jan 2016
Time goes by swiftly
but I remember it well...

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

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

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

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...

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

Enjoying each other
and each and every day...

by ~ Judy
A memory of my father and husband....it's been 21 years....
Judypatooote Jul 2014
Time passes...
While sitting on the steps
Waiting for the water company
To come and turn off the water.
My old home.
The one I grew up in...
Mom and Dads place,
Then my sons place.
Now sold..
Everything removed
But the memories...
Hard to turn off the tears.
I look at the iron railing
My dad made,
With marks pounded in it .
A curled end, with little rings
Between every other rail.
At Christmas I would tip toe down
And peek through the rails
To see if Santa arrived yet.
Dad made a bar in the basement.
On the front of it still
Are My initials JK
He cut them out for me.
I can't remove them now,
Because he used wood glue
To fasten them to the bar.
There is a shelf to devide
The dining room and front room.
Growing up we had a large fish bowl
On two of the shelves.
Angel fish,
And guppies...
Now shelves are bare.
A lot of stories to be told,
Created in this old house.
Giving me a lot of great memories.
Leaving this house
Is like leaving my mom and dad
Behind...
But I know they are
With me in my heart.
Thanks mom and dad
For giving me a great childhood.
Life changes,
As does the place to live...
Good bye
To my childhood home..
Judypatooote Jun 2014
When your an only child
and have a dog,
that dog becomes your best friend.
My dogs name was Trixie
a little fox terrier
who was as gentle
as a best friend could be.
We would sit underneath
the dining room table
while mom sewed, and
I would dress Trixie up
in baby clothes
and push her around
in my doll buggy.
As a best friend
Trixie just layed there
like she knew she should.
Why should she,
because I talked her into it.
Dogs understand things
more than we realize.
But....
One Christmas Eve
Trixie ate a whole bowl of
chocolate German *** Candy.
Imported from Germany
And....
She lived to wag her tail for us.
that candy had real *** in it.
She wagged her tail, and staggered
as she walked.
Trixie never chewed up things,
or bothered anything,
but...
it was Christmas Eve
and I think that the devil
told her to do it....
My best friend Trixie
lived for many, many years
and they say chocolate can
**** a dog, and certainly
*** didn't seem like it
was made for a dog.
But...
Having Trixie as my best friend
made my childhood days
really fun.
When your a child a dog is a best friend, and as a senior citizen they again become ones best friend...now my best friend is called Budy.
Judypatooote Mar 2014
Wandering kids from down the street,
would stop by my house to see if I could play...
They'd stand out front and call my name,
your friends are here, my mother would say...
Back in the 40's you never rang a bell,
you would stand out front of a friends house and yell...
Can you come out and play today?
We are planning a circus I would hear my friends say...
Can I, can I, mom can I please?
ok she said, but watch crossing that street...
I'd join the wandering kids, for we had work to do,
Some brought stuffed animals, it looked like a zoo...
They piled the animals in a wagon for the parade,
with a sign hanging on the back, it would say...
Come to the Greatest Show on Earth,
it's only 2 cents, you'll get your money's worth...
Our bicycle's had crepe paper weaved in the wheels,
and streamers were flying from the handle bars, it was a big deal...
The parade it had started, we go around the block,
we'd wave at the neighbors, and always give a shout...
The circus would take up most of the day,
for we even had acts with costumes to play...
The neighbor moms would come to watch the show,
they'd all line up and sit in a row...
We'd serve them koolaid for only 1 cents,
and they'd always smile because it was money well spent...
And when the show was over, and the mess was picked up,
we'd all go home for our supper, and jump in the tub...
Ah, yes those were the days, no video games, no cell,
just walk to your friends house and give a yell...

by ~ Judy
This is one of my favorite memories. When kids used their imagination.
Judypatooote Mar 2015
Wandering kids from down the street,
would stop by my house to see if I could play...
They'd stand out front and call my name,
your friends are here, my mother would say...
Back in the 40's you never rang a bell,
you would stand out front of a friends house and yell...
Can you come out and play today?
We are planning a circus I would hear my friends say...
Can I, can I, mom can I please?
ok she said, but watch crossing that street...
I'd join the wandering kids, for we had work to do,
Some brought stuffed animals, it looked like a zoo...
They piled the animals in a wagon for the parade,
with a sign hanging on the back, it would say...
Come to the Greatest Show on Earth,
it's only 2 cents, you'll get your money's worth...
Our bicycle's had crepe paper weaved in the wheels,
and streamers were flying from the handle bars, it was a big deal...
The parade it had started, we go around the block,
we'd wave at the neighbors, and always give a shout...
The circus would take up most of the day,
for we even had acts with costumes to play...
The neighbor moms would come to watch the show,
they'd all line up and sit in a row...
We'd serve them koolaid for only 1 cents,
and they'd always smile because it was money well spent...
And when the show was over, and the mess was picked up,
we'd all go home for our supper, and jump in the tub...
Ah, yes those were the days, no video games, no cell,
just walk to your friends house and give a yell...

by ~ Judy
Spring is here and it makes me think of my childhood... A simpler time
Judypatooote Mar 2014
Back in the old days, when i was a just a kid. We would walk through snow that was 2ft tall. So quit complaining. Did you ever hear that...well i did as i would walk 1 mile everyday 4 xs a day, to school and back...

Back in the old days....

Spring, summer, fall and winter.
If we wanted to get somewhere
WE WOULD HAVE TO WALK...
Whether to a swimming pool,
A football game, or the ice cream shop
WE WOULD HAVE TO WALK...
On days of thunder storms,
Pouring down rain,
we put on our raincoats, because
WE WOULD HAVE TO WALK...
On days when i was not at my cottage
I'd walk to a friends house and we
Would walk to Navarre Park swimming pool
Because
WE WOULD HAVE TO WALK...

I think back to those days, life was simple and safe.

I would walk to football games and walk home in the dark....teentown....and walk home in the dark...simple and safe....that was back in the 50's....there was no fear...perhaps that was because we were young or just lucky ....

WE WOULD HAVE TO WALK....

By~judy
Kids don't know how lucky they are. Parents drive them near and far....
Judypatooote Mar 2014
What is more beautiful
Than snow falling down
Its drifting and twisting
And swirling around.

What is more beautiful
Than snow falling down
Where children are running
While clowning around

What is more beautiful
Than snow falling down
Its a child making an Angel
While laying on the ground

What is more beautiful
Than snow falling down
While a tree full of birds
Are singing there song

by ~ Judy
This is not my best, but being stuck in the house because of a very snowy day, it just a simple thought.....and i did have a tree full of birds in my yard...
Judypatooote Oct 2014
Finding an old friend
from years ago
when we were young
and not so slow...

WHEN ~ THEN

We would pass in the hallway
on our way to class
saying "hi" with a smile
as we walked past..

WHEN ~ THEN

It's Friday night
are you going to the game?
Of course lets meet
on the corner of Starr and Main

WHEN ~ THEN

We would meet our classmates
in the stadium to cheer
Warm in our mouton coats
The 50's were good years...

WHEN ~ THEN

The game would be over
we'd walk home in the dark
back to the corner
where we would then part...

WHEN

Now to the stadium
we still go
but now our grandkids
are putting on the show...

by judy
Oh what a difference years make. When we could walk by our self and never fear that danger was near. If I could bring back anything from the olden days it would be that feeling of never having to look behind you, or whats around the corner, and who to trust....
Judypatooote Aug 2015
WHEN

Finding an old friend
from years ago
when we were young
and not so slow...

WHEN ~ THEN

We would pass in the hallway
on our way to class
saying "hi" with a smile
as we walked past..

WHEN ~ THEN

It's Friday night
are you going to the game?
Of course lets meet
on the corner of Starr and Main

WHEN ~ THEN

We would meet our classmates
in the stadium to cheer
Warm in our mouton coats
The 50's were good years...

WHEN ~ THEN

The game would be over
we'd walk home in the dark
back to the corner
where we would then part...

WHEN

Now to the stadium
we still go
but now our grandkids
are putting on the show...

by judy
Oh what a difference years make. When we could walk by ourself and never fear that danger was near. If i could bring back anything from the olden days it would be that feeling of never having to look behind you, or whats around the corner, and who to trust.
Judypatooote Feb 2015
Time for a little color.
White is so boring...
And much
Is it to soon to think Spring?
Judypatooote Aug 2016
As I sit here on my patio
Watching the cars go by.
I think how peaceful this day is
As I see the USA FLAG flying high
Then inside I go, turn on the news...
And ask myself...WHY, WHY, WHY...
Do I watch this news
There is nothing good to hear
Another shooting,
Another storm, fires
and politics...WHY, WHY, WHY...
Hilary hates Trump and
Trump hates Hilary
We already know that
Isn't there something good to share?
I guess it doesn't help
To have ABC and CBS news apps
On my phone....ALERTS, ALERTS, ALERTS...
ooops there goes one now...
Catch ya later...

Judy
Life was so simple back when we didn't hear everything per news media.
Judypatooote Aug 2016
As I sit here on my patio
Watching the cars go by.
I think how peaceful this day is
As I see the USA FLAG flying high
Then inside I go, turn on the news...
And ask myself...WHY, WHY, WHY...
Do I watch this news
There is nothing good to hear
Another shooting,
Another storm, fires
and politics...WHY, WHY, WHY...
Hilary hates Trump and
Trump hates Hilary
We already know that
Isn't there something good to share?
I guess it doesn't help
To have ABC and CBS news apps
On my phone....ALERTS, ALERTS, ALERTS...
ooops there goes one now...
Catch ya later...

Judy
While sitting and thinking...I wonder WHY...

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