The Garden Invader
There’s a squirrel in my garden
And its eating all my nuts
Hanging from the feeder
In a way that I don’t trust
The pigeons in their numbers
Simply stand and stare
And watch their morning breakfast
Vanish in thin air
That bushy tailed invader
Really does not care
For it just keeps right on eating
All the nuts that’s hanging there
It’s acrobat endeavor seem to be a feat
That mesmerizes pigeons as they waddle with empty beaks
A cat in stalking presents looks on as if beguiled
While watching that hanging squirrel
That seems to swing in style
At last it notes my presence
And makes for it’s a escape
With a belly full of peanuts
That no one said it could take.
THE GIFT OF KISSES
GIFTS ARE LIKE KISSES
THEY JUST MAKE YOU SMILE
WHILE LIFTING YOUR SPIRIT
WAY UP TO THE SKY
SPREADING THE JOY
MANUFACTURED BY LOVE
CREATING SUCH BEAUTY
LIKE WINGS OF A DOVE
FOR NONE CAN THEY VANQUISH
WHATS GIVEN FOR FREE
THESE SWEET GIFTS OF KISSES
THAT GOD GAVE TO ME
That Single Star
That single star that shines so bright
Just does not see the dark of night
For like a flower in it’s bed
It only ever looks ahead
What does it see I hear you say
When it seems to shine our way
Well think from this and then you’ll see
The only thing that’s here are we
In a world of unknown wonders
Thought To Ponder – Let the rain kiss you. Let the rain beat upon your head with silver liquid drops. Let the rain sing you a lullaby.- Langston Hughes
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