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Some Places I've Called Home

Home is where the heart is,
Or so the saying goes.
There Is really much more than this,
As everyone, surely, knows.

Home is where you hang your hat,
Is another slogan that Is nifty.
There’s much, much more than that
In these sayings that are shifty.

These first sixty years of existence,
Have shown that locales often change.
It Is often amidst much resistance
Those environments are quickly rearranged.

The Deep South is known as Dixieland.
It has been the most frequented of all.
It Is the place that I call most grand,
And from there most memories I recall.

Alabama has its steel city glory,
It’s down home memories from the past.
There is always a football story
That can cause a battle real fast.

Florida is the sunshine state.
It was there that the gulf always called.
Living there was certainly great,
Activity in the sun was a ball.

The rolling Virginia hills,
Were too beautiful to easily describe.
It was always a tremendous thrill
To enjoy an afternoon ride.

The German culture was certainly new.
The scenery was amazingly grand.
There was always something fun to do,
And to learn in that foreign land.

Italy brings back memories, not a few,
With so much natural beauty.
There was always a dish that was new,
And to try it was always our duty.

Places like Kuwait, Qatar, near Iraq
Were also temporarily called home.
Memories from there sure come back
As I reflect on places I have roamed.

Leaving the Persian Gulf was good
Though being there was a privilege to me.
To return to Utah’s neighborhoods,
Is something, for which I will always grateful, be.

Fond memories I have from Utah.
Many friends remain there still.
Multitudes of sights there I saw,
Including those magnificent hills.

Korea and Okinawa were home for a while
My stay there was very short.
Both brought to my face a smile
As I did for a time there resort.

Places like Texas or possibly Caroline,
Colorado, Washington and such,
Could be added to places that were very fine
Which were enjoyed very much.

The list could surely go on and on.
Many places I have been blessed to see.
Though some were relatively short-lived homes,
All were wonderful to me.

To reflect on all these places,
And remember blessings from each,
Certainly much disparity erases,
And daily, new lessons they teach.

A dream is to someday return
To some places named above.
It in my heart does burn,
To revisit places I love.

Home really is where your heart is.
This surely must be true.
Home I will undoubtedly miss
In many places I have traveled to.

Copyright © DrJim Martin | Year Posted 2012

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You've heard the saying I'm sure "Home is where you hang your hat."
There are very many other sayings, some greater than that.
"Save a penny for a rainy day." also many others.
One saying I like personally is, "Love for your sisters and brothers."

Our Holy Bible has sayings also, written by scholars.
Some put these sayings on cards, to earn the almighty dollar.
Intentions and sayings are good but one comes to mind.
Jesus said," Fear our Father, and be loving and kind".

Our Bible explains many sayings by either Prophets or the "Word" the truth.
One thing for certain is all books of the Holy Bible deal with many sayings. Like love in the book of Ruth.
Sayings in your life do count; they can uplift and praise God, or can be hurtful.
When you say something trying to be funny, it may be the truth or it may not be faithful.

Considering ones feelings is the utmost important lesson, whether wrong or right why say something that hurts someone?
Does it make you smarter? Does it help the other human? Was it fun?
Our Lord loves all of us, and to say something to bring hurt, or emotional trials, did it help that someone?
I think not.  God gives wisdom to whoever he chooses, by saying a nice saying.
You will find love and become one of God's sons.

Copyright © Robert Ball | Year Posted 2012

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Before I came to Treeo,
getting old was not much fun!
For all intents and purposes,
I felt my life was done!

One gets to feeling lonely,
once your spouse has passed away.
Home doesn't feel like home no more,
it's just a place to stay!

You feel there needs to be a change,
you must start your life anew.
However, things like roots and memories,
make it very hard to do.

With advice from friends and family,
I started in my quest,
to check out Senior Living,
which is what we thought was best.

When we discovered Treeo,
our search became complete.
All they have to offer here,
would be impossible to beat!

Treeo's our safe haven,
we know that we're secure.
Despite our various maladies,
they help us to endure!

The people working here at Treeo,
 Are special folks indeed!
Our welfare, is their main concern,
they see we get, the things, we need.

It's a family type environment,
which, actually, it transcends!
Our neighbors aren't just neighbors here,
our neighbors are our friends!

The activities and incentives,
are too numerous to mention!
To keep our minds and bodies active,
is Treeo's main intention!

"Home is where you hang your hat".
To that I will attest!
I hang my hat, at Treeo,
so I feel that I've been blessed!

God bless Treeo!
Ralph Taylor 09/30/2017

Note: TREEO is a Senior Living
Facility in S. Ogden, Utah


Copyright © RALPH TAYLOR | Year Posted 2017

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Old Skeet

He lived in an old shanty just past the railroad tracks,
Not many left just two or three worn out old shacks.

But the old saying home is where you hang your hat,
Lot of people don’t know it but there is a lot of truth to that.
Just this old one room building was probably the most, old Skeet had ever had,
His virtues are his riches and those are priceless, tis a shame we can’t all be this bad.

Old Skeet never attends church anymore, since someone said they would rather he wouldn’t come back,
But I’ll guarantee you he can quote the Bible, verse by verse and never lose track.

I don’t know of any preacher that knows the Word any better’n old Skeet,
And when we are called to Heavens door I don’t think old Skeet will have to give up his seat.

If old Skeet sees someone needing help, he doesn’t ask he just pitches in,
He lives daily by the Holy Commandments in a world filled with sin.

Old Skeet has seen many a hard winter, but never once have I heard him complain,
He said the Lord has been good, when I was thirsty he furnished me rain.

And when I am weary, He is there too comfort my soul,
No matter what may come or be, he said I know my God is in control.

On the last day we talked he said son I could have been more than what I am today,
But I have peace and compromising God's values is just not my way.

Copyright © Ronald Bingham | Year Posted 2008