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Dashing Through the Mall

Dashing through the mall with a charge card in my fist
Wondering why I ever wrote a Christmas present list
The jeans my daughter wanted were torn around the knees
I couldn't spend a hundred bucks although they'd sure to please

I found her a fuscia sweater, I know it is her size
I'm sure that she will show to me displeasure in her eyes
The lady said the plaid shawl would flatter any shape
I know my daughter's teen mouth will be hanging quite agape

Next year I'm not doing shopping for anyone I know
I'll save myself much heartache and probably lots of dough
Everyone is getting a holiday gift card
And that will be the final word from this over shopped out bard

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Just One Quick Glance

I look in the mirror and it's amazing to see
A young girl no longer now grandmother of three
The image reflected often gives me a start
At my age I have to watch out for my heart

I've covered the mirrors, I no longer stare
At the wrinkled old woman I always see there
In the blink of an eye and a few years or so
I wonder what happened to my skin's healthy glow

All those glorious beach days have taken their toll
And my once hardened tummy is beginning to roll
The hair I once teased in my best sixties style
Is wispy and graying and falls out on the tile

I sleep more, I eat more, I don't stay up late
Aging eventually is everyone's fate
But adding up years is the best we can do
Be happy its happening to me and not you

We all must grow older, a true fact of living
Savor each moment with kindness and giving
One day you'll look into a mirror like Snow White
And who's looking back might just give you a fright

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Questions Without Answers

If I write a poem as often I do
Here is a question I'm going to ask you.
If it meters and follows a good rhyming scheme
Is it poetry?

If I find a subject that's interesting to me
Can I try and describe it with my poetry?
Is living and loving quite overdone?
Can I still write about a life full of fun?

Does my poetry matter, does anyone care
Whether the rhyming is good, bad or fair?
I care.

I enjoy rhyming and being read
Sharing ideas right out of my head
If that isn't poetry than I am confused
Sad for rejection, my emotions refused.

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Love Has No Season

The holidays have come and gone
The ground is white with snow
As fragile tulips sleep beneath
A winter's tundra glow

Our Christmas trees have been replaced
By Valentines of red
We try to face tomorrow's dawn
Without a weather dread

But we have hope that Spring will come
Its God's promise to renew
Our frozen earth and bare-limb trees
With color, tint and hue

I know not when the world will warm
But this I know is true
When spring announces it is here
It renews my love for you

You bring the sunlight with your smile
The lilacs with your touch
And when the grass begins to green
I love you oh so much

You pledged to me a life of joy
No matter what the season
That is why I love you so
I don't need a better reason

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Billy and Me

I have a plant growing in my yard
It always keeps me on my guard
I planted it outside my door
Now I don't go out anymore.

It started small but it grew fast
Soon a shadow it would cast.
I with held water, pruned it back
But its rapid growing wouldn't slack.

I just decided to pull it out
When I heard it wail and shout
"Oh, no, you dare not mess with me
Or my next meal you will be."

I am frightened and scared silly
To make amends I named it Billy
Billy and I get along all right
It grows six inches every night

So that's my tale, I swear its true
I'd never, ever lie to you
To grow your plants you must have stealth
Gardening can be hazardous to your health

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When Leaves Turn Red

When leaves turn red, we call them dead
But they are just reposing
I think they hate it when we say
That they are decomposing

They stay around on Fall's damp ground
Until the first snows fly 
They share their crunching, crackly noise
Before they say good bye

And every leaf knows every other
And from what tree it bloomed
Their time is short and they don't know
When they will meet their doom

Some years they fall with sudden speed
Some years they hang on longer
But leaves are smart, they always know
That spring will make them stronger

The word goes out, the sun is high
And all the leaves re-bloom
The trees and all the earthly plants
Will sing a different tune

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All Hallows Eve

The moon hides itself in a darkening sky
This is the night that the ghoulish will fly
The corpse from the graveyard, the ghost to the stair
From long buried memories they're suddenly there

Beware of the darkness, it carries a threat
Of some hideous creature you haven't yet met
With long bony fingers and skeletal limbs
It's going to add terror to its lifetime of sins

Light all the candles and lock every door
Listen intently for the telltale roar
Of a soul in a frenzy on this Halloween night
No use in cowering or trying to fight

The goblins will find you, you can't run away
Remember the creatures will be gone the next day
There's nothing to do when the monsters appear
But pull out the peanuts and drink a cold beer