I AWOKE THIS MORNING WITH A VERSE IN MY MIND , AND THIS IS WHAT BECAME OF IT.

CHRIST – THE LAST ROUNDUP
He was on his last roundup; all his followers were brought in
About to be crucified to wipe away man s sins
They laid him on a cross with a thorn crown upon his head
Then he was nailed to it, and would be left until he was dead.
His cries would echo out from on top of that hill
Even the ROMAN guards had sensed a chill.
As the skies became as dark as night, and the son of GOD
Would lose this fight.
The thunder and lightning was heard and seen
As he let out his final scream.
The strongest of men would pass out from the pain
That he would endure as the ROMAN said:
“He truly was the son of GOD “!
And from this world, he would depart.
He was taken down from the cross and the nails
Taken out from his hands and feet and his
Body cleansed for his LORD to meet.
The rabbi‘s feared that his body may be removed
They put guards at his tomb.
On the third day when the early morning came
The stone had been moved away.
The roman guards in total awe could not believe what they saw.
How was the stone moved without sight or sound?
As the guards stood all around.
His reappearing to his followers would be the
Last miracle they would see!
The rest you know is history.

I have no wealth, I have no fame, and I have nothing for you to gain
I am not young, I am not even handsome, and I have
Become a lousy dancer.
So many mistakes that I have made, that the Guinness book
I put to shame.
What I do have is a young heart and mind and I will
Carry that until the end of my time.
I see beauty where there is hate. I see love and I see faith
I see hope where there is despair, and I see others that show they care.
I see the earth in all its glory and all the untold stories.
The sun, the moon, the stars above – the mountains
The oceans, the rivers, the streams- all of this I have seen.
All living creatures that walk, crawl, and fly in the air is something we all share.
People always say: “out with the old and in with the new”
But with AGE – “it is out with the new and in with the old “
For there are stories to be told.
YES! I have gotten older! Yet look at all the beauties to be found
Open your eyes and look around.
The two most beautiful things on this earth is a female giving birth
And the love that a mother shares, is far beyond compare.
Now that you have seen all the beauties, that GOD has given
Let us have some of his comedy, which makes life truly worth living.
“Can’t see, can’t ***, can’t chew, can’t *****, the golden years
Have come at last, the golden years can kiss my *** “HA HA
Now that you have a smile on your face and I seem to have lost my place
And to end this poem with a note- “I just found a hole in this **** boat “
                      Swim M.F. swim        ( M.F. = my friend ) HA HA

He would forgive his enemies that would crucify him
Just to take away our sins.
At the age of twelve he could not be found
As JOSEPH and MARY searched the town
From door to door, they would go- where he went they did not know.
Then the thought entered MARY S mind, there was a door they did not try.
They opened the doors to the temple and there he stood
Talking with scholars and rabbi s at the far end
As a rabbi approached who was a friend.
Asking JOSEPH: which rabbi taught him, that so much he has learned?
JOSEPH answered just his mother MARY who has shown him the word!
When JESUS approached then JOSEPH angrily said:
Why did you not tell us where you were going? We searched the
Entire town looking for you!
When JESUS calmly said: where else would I be if not in my father s house!
This is where it really began- where humanity would understand.
From that, moment on the world would come to know
The love for GOD that he would show.
A faith stronger than the strongest metal known to man
So that humanity could see and understand.
Just like JOSEPH a carpenter he would become
However, his true life was yet to come.
He preached the word of his father to all that would listen
Yet he knew something was missing.
He then told mother MARY that he had to go
And this in her heart she did know.
Many obstacles he found in his way, but from his path, he would not stray.
He became an angler of men, from that point on it would never end.
Billions of people listen to his words, and in every country, he is heard.

Why is it that some find love and others don’t?
We visit the exact same places and see the same faces
Yet one will see what the other does not!
Many times all it took - was a glance or a stray look.
Maybe!  It is a feeling, a tingling sensation
That will start a lifelong creation.
Yet love may come by chance to create the perfect romance.
How did you meet your loved one? Were you searching or was it by chance.
Only you can answer that, and can you recall how it started it all?
OOOH!   The fond memory of when love was at its peak
It is the feeling that you will forever keep!
Do you remember the first kiss, the first embrace?
And when your heart began to race.
The love that you saw in one another s eyes
And how you stayed hypnotized.
I know it starts different for a guy than a girl
Because for the guy it starts, off as a whirl.
The girl sees beyond that whirl or fling because she analyzes everything.
She will take the steps and lead the way
And from that moment on the guys must pray
That he has the strength to get away but in his heart, he wants to stay.
                                  YOU’RE HOOKED !

If you see me lying in the street, with a bottle of whiskey at my feet
And you hear me mumbling under my breathe
It is because my pants are wet.
I had a case of the runs, and you know that is no fun.
It is such a disgrace when you are covered from feet to waist.
Therefore, I will lay here on the ground until by the police I am found.
It is easier to say it happened when I was drunk
Rather than hear all their junk.
When I got home, I was surprised to see that there was a bath waiting for me.
I took off my clothes and into the garbage it went
As I sprayed it with “HEAVEN SENT “.
I climbed into the water and let out a scream – there was
Something burning in between.
My wife came running in when she heard my cry.
Then I heard her say to my surprise
OH MY GOODNESS, OH MY SOUL, I NEVER SAW A ****
WITH A RED A—HOLE.
        (Ha ha – we need comedy in our lives)

If I could keep my thoughts together, life would be so much better!
Thoughts must flow like a river or stream
With no obstacles in between.
They say dementia starts very slow, with certain
Patterns that we should know.
However, is it dementia that we go through? That we forget
What we are supposed to do!
Or is it that we close our minds to the things we are afraid to find?
So many questions can stop this flow
And by seeing these obstacles, the decisions we will know.
I feel the flow of thoughts on its way!
(I just forgot what I was going to say)    ha ha dementia!
Once the obstacle is found, you either remove it or go around.
Your chain of thought is starting to get momentum
Like a train on its track – now look forward, do not look back!
(Ooops forgot what I was going to say)
Oh, yes!  Is it old age ramblings or dementia?
I guess you will have to answer that! I did not look forward – I looked back!
Ha ha – enjoy your mind – because we will lose it with time!

She told him: you can have my body and all the rest
Since you tore the heart out of my chest.
Do what you want with it if you will, for tender hearts you learned to ****.
Has the thought ever entered your mind, that love for you
Could be so blind?
You say that love is just a tool. That is used by a fool!
There is no such thing as love just human desire
And we must learn to put out the fire!
We have become putty in your hands, and how to mold you understand.
The feelings you showed was just a ploy, so you could get in and destroy.
She had been hurt by love so many times before
That she decided to close the door. No longer would she let anything in
Unless it was a love that she could win.
The men in her life were vultures tearing her flesh apart
Just to get to her heart.
No one knows the strength of a woman with a broken heart
That has been shattered and torn apart.
Like a rubber ball, she will bounce back, and the odds against abuse will be stacked. She has learned from day to day that with her heart you will not play.
With the strength of a tiger she will attack and there will be no turning back
She will tear at your heart the way it was done to her and laid at her feet
For all the other vultures who want to eat.