Rosey, had a rose of course
And Dan had Dandelions.
Sonny sought out Sunflowers
And Pete perfumed Petunias.
Maisey dreams of Daisys,
Cyrus clings to Iris.
Pops loves Poppys everywhere and
Viola vies for Violets.
Amy loves the Amaryllis
While Dolly dallies Dahlias.
Don’t miss Miss Chrysanthemum or
Aly’s awsome Alyssum.
James with Jasmine ran and
Percy picks the Jersey Lily.
Casey cares for Camelia and
Phyllis leaps through Lilies.
Angie’s all “Angelica” while
Bob boasts of Blossums.
Fiona’s Flora flies and
Abe craves more Azalea.
Beatrice bathes in Begonias and
Cassie crafts with Calia.
Goodness, 300 flowers or more!?
Oh distain, I’m out of names!
No more room for blooms
I’ll stop meddling, and “petal” on.
Light pink rose petals
turning dark pink.
Beautiful flowers that
smell of spring.
Roast beef cooking slowly
while we wait to meet happily.
We eat the roast beef,
all the family gathered up again.
We celebrate, we laugh.
Making jokes we spend the day,
in spite of the meat being tough everybody ate enough.
We were more than we've expected,
such a wonderful meeting.
It was not as we waited,
but much more that we could have expected.
Waiting for cherry trees in blossom,
we can not wait for another day that awsome, but we know it will be coloursome.
THE TALE OF THE AWSOME WINSOME KNIGHT
© 2021 John T Haupt
Armed with luminosity,
And with epiphanous numinosity,
With snicker-snacks,
And a few quick hacks
The winsome knight vanquished
The frumious bandersnatch
In all the fierceness of its abundant ferocity,
And came galumphing back home
In victory.
A dainty baby drooling, in soft cuddly lap
like a ravine of ambrosia scented all sweet.
toddles a landscape of lilies and tulip,
smoochy hugs kiss, fondling mouth to feet.
Camelias and orchids, in fleecy pink cheeks
gurgle and whistle, cries of joyful delight.
warm touch in clasp, a fist of folded fingers
dreams of new hope, sleeping through night.
Nurturing pure love, humming sweet lullaby
endless back and forth, rock a cradle awsome.
unlike flowers of spring, that wither and wilt,
babies grow strong, from tender blossoms.
Dated 22nd March 2019
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Title Tender Blossoms
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we pray every night so we say,
but call god any any day,
so we should not lie about what we say,
god loves night and day
A s I think
B ack on all those days of
C onfusion, utter
D esolation, I remember
E very blessing that befell me.
F amily and friends and of course
G od above loved and cared for me.
H aving thought about it,
I realised how lucky I was.
J ennifer might be happier,
K evin more successful, but
L ess blessed are they in
M y sight, they don't have what I do.
N o, they don't have my family,
O r Awsome friends like mine either.
P erks of being who I am
Q uiet, bordering on boring
R eserved? Ha!That's what they think
S ocially awkward and of course, a
T eensy bit geeky.
U nawares caught, quite fumbling
V ain, oh, no one knows how vain,
W eird? Well I'm wired that way. Quite
X enophobic, I'm not even kidding.
Y et, that side of me gets
Z ero exposure..No one really knows me that way.
How many of us have been in love
Love is wonderfull
Probably the greatest feeling
In the universe
I'm not talking about that
Wham
Bam
Thank you kind of love
I'm talking about that
Agape love willing to put
It all on the line for
The person that you love
Willing to go to hell
And back for that person
That's the kind of love
That I'm talking about
Love is special
You can not by love
Instead you have to find love
And once you find it
You will be a different person
Love is marvelous
Magnecific
But it is also
Hard to keep
You have to fight for love
If you want to keep it
It is a rare sight
Now-a-days to see a couple
Happly married for 30 plus years
Most marriages Now-a-days
Ends within the first 5 years
So anything beyond that is amazing
I'm looking for love myself
I had it once but lost it
Now I'm on a quest to find love
Will I find what I'm looking for
Hopefully
Maybe
Have to keep moving
Love is powerful
Love will make you
Do strange things
Love is the greatest weapon
Ever created and for those who
Haven't experienced love before
It's awsome trust me
Give it a try some day
And you will see how
Awesome love is
you say i act weird and i am weird
if changing my hair color every month and having fun and being goofy n being myself
then yes im weird and i am proud of it
your siting there judging me when imm here having fun
being myself
you people sit and talk about me behind my back and cant say it to my face
im me get over it
BEING WEIRD IS AWSOME!!!!!!!!
We come to recognize
Just one faith
And to honor one man
With wisdom and grace
------
To pay allegiance
To the Lord
Fore it is to He
For which we stand
------
We stand eternally
And to Thee
We must simly say
Amen
-------
The people are singing
There is music in the air
With so much emotion
So-much fanfare
-----
There is so much Glory
Their is Glory in the air
The people are singing
Some of them just stare
-----
They are clapping their hand's
Some are speaking in
Tongue
A language only the annointed
Even understand
And that is of The Father
And the Holy Son
------
Thy Will be done
As a tribute to man
-----
Then the call came
It was a call to be with
Jesus
I was at His command
-------
Haled be Thy Name
------
A man of the cloth
The man of the hour
He ensue' such a strength
He truly is Boss
------
He wheel's such awsome power
GF
Music is cool,
music is loud,
music is sweet,
it rocks me to the beat.
I love how they sound
music is awsome
when its played to the crowd
Everyone gather to hear
a sweet symphony so clear
Take drums, guitars, or any music instrament
Take your heart and soul, use your head
make music come out to hear
Music inspires you to write,
to sing, dance, or take flight.
Music is for everyone,
but music is for me.
I'm taught the lands were ruled by kings,
And filled with the most awsome things,
The chains they wore were made of gold,
Not rusted iron 10 years sold...
Some went to the highest bidder,
Most times children not sold with her,
Families that were torn apart,
By men born lazy from the start...
Now the kings are free from hiding,
But a judges gavel keeps presiding,
Because the lure of imperial green,
Becomes the door for the material queens...
Is it the times we're growing in?
That justifies this means to end,
When bloodlines thin themselves of royalty,
It's money that will buy their loyalty...
Although my kings are undecided,
They still need queens to keep them guided
Take the hand of an African prince,
And make a man that the world will evince...
Jimi Hendrix
Drug filled days
Lived his life
In a purple haze
His music
Is a monument
To what it's like
When life is spent
Picking guitars
With your teeth
Never touching
floors beneath
He flew so high
He could touch the sky
Stratocaster in his hand
Hendrix was an awsome man
I was born in the month of june
Under the sign of the twins
Which of couse make me a gemini
Where all of the fun begins
While one brain is always thinking
The other brain will simply rest
Which gives me a slight advantage
To always be my best
Now my wife doesn't like this much
For I can argue while watching tv
And while she is always forgetting
My twin keeps reminding me
Sometimes it comes in handy
To have that extra head
While one of us is always writing
The other one stays in bed
Now I'm not any smarter than anyone else
I'm just thinking in double time
While one of my brains is at a loss for words
The other is finding that rhyme
The sign of the twins is awsome
But I really can't tell you much more
Did you know when I look in the mirror
That sometimes I can even see four?
your awsome, your cool
I would sell my soul
you're my best friend and I love you
I lost my first best friend
and I don't want the same for you
you help me though everything
and I thank you for being my best friend
ONE DAY IN TIME
WITH HIS AWSOME POWER
GOD CHOSE A PLACE
AND HE NEW THE HOUR
WITH REGRET IN HIS HEART
AND SURLEY A TEAR IN HIS EYE
OUR FATHER IN HEAVEN
WATCHED HIS ONLY SON DIE
BUT THE STORY CONTINUED
FOR IT HAD'NT COME TO AN END
YES THREE DAY'S LATER
OUR SAVIOUR
ROSE AGIAN
ON THAT DAY
AT CALVARY HILL
GOD GAVE UP HIS SON
TO SAVE MAN KIND
FROM SATAN'S FIRE'Y HELL
YES HE GAVE UP THIS LIFE
TO SAVE LITTLE OLE ME
THE LEAST I CAN DO
IS TO LEARN TO LOVE
AND TRUST HIM FAITHFULLY.........
BY. SCOTT B GARROW..
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