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2-123-2019
This is the last poem on the history of Felicity, a person I know from correspondence with a friend abroad. No relation of mine.
In one year's time, I shall retire
What is there to look for?
Two of my daughters got married.
They live quite far from me.
Only Felicity remains, the middle one,
The one I loved most.
Mind you I paid for a grand wedding for both of them.
No favouritism would impede me from
Granting their wishes., but living far
I rarely see them especially as babies came
To brighten our humdrum life.
But where was Felicity? She spent so much time
At the hospital, except for our usual Sunday lunch.
Until one Sunday, a bomb blasted my brains.
Felicity had a fiancée, whom she invited
To our Sunday lunch. Was I angry? Confused?
He was a comely fellow, a brain surgeon to boot.
He promised to buy a house adjoining mine,
And a door would join both our houses.
Soon Felicity got married and what a wedding I paid.
They were the happiest couple on earth.
And soon she gave birth to a bundle of joy.
From that day on I did not act as a father
But a nanny for my lovely grandson.
I won't let happiness be my idol,
but it doesn't mean that I have it not.
Committed love is my ultimate goal,
and having one husband is quite a lot.
Perhaps there will be an alluring glance
from an enticer, seeming without flaw.
Not for the love of another romance,
will I ever break God's Covenant law.
My happiness is not all about me;
my title's revered above emotions.
My job is to care for my family
as wife and mother, my deep devotions.
As an example of Christ's sacrifice,
a good husband lives to die for his wife.
Like the Church body, submission's her price
and she does it willingly with her life.*
I take to the grave my matrimony,
by God's grace, set apart in holiness.
For this is my earthly testimony,
a working to mature a Christ-likeness.
With devout contentment I choose to live,
with an enduring competition of
which dear companion can greater forgive
and which prized better half can longer love.
*Ephesians 5:22-25
10-11-19
She's getting married at Christmas,
The granddaughter who had said she'd never wed.
We are all quite fond of the young fellow
Who convinced her to forget the words she'd said.
She's getting married at Christmas.
The church will be decked out in green and red
And pews packed with relatives and friends.
"Here Comes the Bride" will swivel every head.
The bridegroom will be standing at attention
And bridesmaids and groomsmen waiting too,
The audience will crane and strain to watch
As the lovely bride with father comes in view.
They'll repeat their vows with every good intention
As the pastor pronounces them a man and wife.
We'll all watch as they kiss so tenderly
The first caress of their new married life.
The banquet room ready for the diners.
The dinner and the toasts will soon begin.
They will cut the cake and with smiles serve each other.
He will wipe a bit of frosting from her chin.
After dinner the band will start to play
And they will take the floor for their first dance.
There will be tears and hugs from those who love them
And then they'll slip away at their first chance.
As her grandma I'll be praying for their marriage.
I'll be wishing each a long and happy life.
I will surely hope she never will be sorry
That she changed her mind and said she'd be his wife.
Written: 11/17/13
JOURNEY — A Devotion Poem
(For Jim)
We have been blessed
To make a thick book
Of calendar pages,
A long past to now
With our passports
Stamped across the continent
Of the Unexpected. We
Kept brave on joint
Climbs over the peaks
Of the high range of Difficulties;
And been deeply affected
By observing so many wonders
On our voyages
Over Surprised Sea.
During this life together,
We have encountered the Furies;
Filibustered the Fates;
Entertained Muses;
Tried to help those with greater needs;
Shared trials, delights and feasts
With family, as well as recent
Holidays alone with each other.
And, all the years, shared
Our home with darling cats and pups.
We have followed the rule
Of forgiving seventy-times-seven;
Believed Love is God-given;
Had occasions to carry each other.
Across heavy traffic on the highways
Of hard Elsewheres, of massive Unknowns;
And we were often pelted with questions
Pouring on us in sudden storms
That only faith could calm.
But I doubt either of us
Has ever wondered
If our love would last.
For silence can still carry
The conversing of our thoughts;
Anticipation still lies
in our meeting after being apart;
And our hearts touch
Through any distance
In a testimony to the destiny
And promise
Exchanged in our first
Moonlit embrace of each other.
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(c) sally young eslinger 2/22
Thanks be to God…….
PEANUT BUTTER MARRIED JAM---
If peanut-butter married, Jam
Would that make them: Marmalade;
And if you were to throw seasoning out on to the dirt;
Would it then be…the SALT OF THE EARTH;
11/7/18
Written words by James Edward Lee Sr. 2018©
O fair lady- lady of the sea
by the name so fairly called, Stella
Yes! that name ever so dear to me.
And Stella who rides a ship-
marrying each wave- caressing the salt
Rides, boldy rides until a shore she haults.
But no land in sight, so Stella ride!
A bell be rung, a song that sung
From home town Oklhoma to Stella who's gone.
So sadly at a distance, people see her blood
trapped under the salty surface as the ship does run.
The death portray but people not know the
O fair lady- lady of the sea
by the name so fairly called, Stella
Is merely with and married to the sea.
The Secret Of McGee's
Long Happy Marriage
McGee was holding down a stool
At McJock's Pool-hall and pub
When Finn came in wearing a grin
And his *** smoked down to a nub
He pulled up a stool, and sat with McGee
And gave him a pat on the back
"Congratulations, you old sod"
Then gave the bar a loud whack
"It's been forty-six years, since you've been wed
How is it you stayed with one lass
Divorce today is common they say
Marriage, not made to last"
McGee looked at Finn straight in the eye
Then took a sip of his stout
"Respect, one another" he said with a sigh
"RESPECT, is what it's about"
"She Respectfully asks for that she wants
And sometimes I'm put to the test
But especially when She's shopping, my friend
I Respectfully nod my head Yes! "
I saw my yesterday's love today,
on a quiet, shady, backstreet lane.
I knew his eyes, though his hair was grey,
said he'd forgotten my married name
Or would have called me when moving back
to see how life had been treating me.
Just words said to fill memory's lack
Smiling, we talked a moment or three
Then we hugged and each went on our way,
and I thought how easily our romance,
we dreamed would last forever and a day,
became a passing meeting by chance.
On an ordinary summer day.
Promises not clasped closely in hand
can slip away like but grains of sand
So you've been around the world and
Have university degrees and
Married
With lots of trophies?
With all you have-
You should be ashamed
Throughout your life-
No wisdom you have gained?
So this is your worth and
this is your cost
today you have everything
so tomorrow- will be lost.
I lay here scribbling words
Feeling guilty as can be,
Who cares about the starving children
and bombarding vanity?
Just- I am an adult and
i don't know how to help
Innocence dying
Whilst others sit on wealth.
No.... no I have no money,
Not enough to share
Though trying to express
that i really care.
With knowledge they are fighting
wishing for mere food and
Here are the others-
Who are selfish and so rude.
Been around the world?
What about the starving children?
Have university degrees?
What about the starving children??
Your married?
What about the starving children???
Lots of trophies?
WHAT ABOUT THE STARVING CHILDREN????
Sincerely wish you a great holiday and
Your shopping is well spent!
God help me I am starving and
I'm innocent.
Baby let’s take this to the next level
We’ve been together for a while now
You should feel my love flowing through your
blood vessels
You know I would do anything for you
By now you should know what I feel for you is true
So Let’s Get Married
And Make It Right
We Can Do It
Anything Is Possible
So Let’s Get Married
Any doubts sugar bring them to the table
Don’t say you do when you don’t
Don’t say you don’t when you do
It’s not up to Momma the answer is
within you
What is it making you so blue?
Are you sure about me and you
So Let’s Get Married
And Make Things Right
We Can Do It
Anything Is Possible
So Let’s Get Married
You are of age now and I love you
with all of my heart
If you feel the same what they say don’t
count
We can have some children
Have a fleet of cars
Several houses with big backyards
If you feel the same what they say don’t
count
So Let’s Get Married
And Make Things Right
We Can Do It
Anything Is Possible
So Let’s Get Married
Thirty-four years we've been married,
and our life together has been varied.
But our love just keeps growing,
so this I am knowing,
we'll be together until we're buried!
Now if that's not okay with you, dear,
let me make myself perfectly clear:
you are stuck with me like glue,
and there's nothing you can do.
So take that and stick it in your ear!
5/29/30
(Tomorrow is my wedding anniversary and the first limerick is truth. The 2nd limerick is just to be funny. No trouble in Paradise here, folks!)
I wrote this yesterday in anticipation of our granddaughter getting married today. she asked that I not publish it until after the wedding at 7:00 PM today. Well, they got married and now I have been given the green light to post this. I am proudly doing so.
Tomorrow You're Getting Married
(with love to granddaughter Bella)
By Franklin Price
6/5/2015
Tomorrow you're getting married
A big step in your life
To the one you've chosen and you love
He your husband you his wife
You will become his partner
In everything you do
A fifty fifty proposition
A new family of two
Some may think you're foolish
That it is a big mistake
It is not their decision
It is your choice to make
You've considered all the reasons
In your heart knows it's true
That this time is the right time
That this marriage is for you
Sorry we can't be there
But when you say I do
We'll be cheering from the breaking waves
And the sand around you too
We wish you both the very best
Sent from our hearts with love
That you have found true happiness
That you're blessed by God above
The Bulldog Gets Married
The day is perfect:
Sunlight gold
Sapphire blue
The skies smile down upon us
Silence rings with joy.
She too, stands perfect:
Her Beauty pure
Her dress like snow
Swirls about her flawless youth;
The quiet music starts.
Together we walk
Hand in hand,
Stone by stone
Her future waits before us,
Shining in the sun.
She who won my heart
Rules hers today;
There she stands,
Ablaze with love and honor
Watching our approach.
The final end of Childhood comes
As with one kiss
All is sealed
With public vows and rings
All who witness much approve.
The photographs
Are duly taken
The friends all laugh in love
As my daughter rules her Day
With not the slightest show of effort
The Past enfolds the Present
As we lift each glass and toast
We all accept our Futures
As the sun smiles on us all,
Enfolding us in light
Shared memories fill
The festive air
The dying Summer
Stretches out in languid Peace
To make this Day Eternal
Yet even Eternities end,
Making way for others;
The Forever light of Childhood
Yields to Infinite Adulthood, that to Age,
On into the starry Night approaching with the shadows...
Pair by Pair
The guests depart
The Couple leaves to start their Life.
The silent Wheel turns ever on,
Bearing us upon its rim.
So she who owns my heart
Leaves holding hers;
All is as such things should Be.
A Summer dies, a Fall begins;
The Quiet rains around us.
A Forever Day, this Day;
A piece of What Will Ever Be:
Love and Laughter
Wrapped in gold and sapphire,
In a Silence that rings with Joy.
When one door opens,
the second being closed
Facebook profile
Social networks
There everything can happen
763 friends ... (friends ?)
6,786 likes ... (really ?)
138 talking about it ... (wooow !)
Do we know who sees
everything we do on Facebook ?
Openness or stupidity
No ethical rules
We must always be updated
Even the truth can be a lie
The world is constantly changing
... The development
Congratulations as husband and wife
Sorry, but I have no Facebook account
... no kiss for the bride ?
08.08.2017
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