Valentine Time

Standing on the corner,
Waiting for some time.
To share with a lover,
Please be my Valentine.

Waiting on a corner,
Waiting all the time.
Ne'er does she pass,
Ne'er my Valentine.

Shivering on the corner,
Cold to the bone.
Ring, Ring there goes my phone,
Who is it calling be my Valentine.

"I see you standing,
Why stand all alone?
Come inside,
And be my Valentine."

Warm pulses sing,
As I walk to you.
For you,
My love will be true.

Ne'er Wait on the corner,
Wishing for a Valentine.


Show her that you
Love her
Make everyday
Your Valentine.

New Year's Day

The party's cleared away,
for a world ashen grey.
Now all the hope are done,
A new year has begun.

What is left to say,
in a world so ashen grey.
Hope for summers sun,
When a New Year's just begun.

This year like the last,
Will soon fly past.
Buried with all the rest.
No promise it won't be the last.

Live each day with cheer
Doubt not and never fear.
This is a New Year of hope again.
The New Year has just begun.

'Twas the Night Before Christmas - Dr. Clement Clark Moore

'Twas Dr. Clement Clark Moore that named the traditional reindeer in this poem which helped create our modern day "traditional" Christmas.

Can you name all the reindeer before you watch the video?

No you will not find Rudolph there. Rudolph was actually created for an advertising campaign in Chicago during the 1930's.

This is a lovely rendition of "'Twas the Night Before Christmas.

Enjoy.

Merry Christmas!

End of a Dog

I want to ease your pain
Never more, you'll run again.
Those tired old eyes.
Your long sad sighs.
You stumble on our walk,
I look and see that familiar stare,
Yet I know the puppy is no longer there.

And when your head lies down to rest.
I know I did my best.
For eighteen years you were my guide
Then With a nod your old heart died.
Now forever in memory true,
Nothing left for me of you.

No rattle of trotting claw
No scratching of the door.
No sad goodbye morning bark.
No cheery yapping at the park.
Only silence fills my day.
Since the morn you went away.
My heart breaks  for you
For so long you were true
Now there is nothing here of you.

In Flanders Fields - Lt Col Dr. John McCrae

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