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The Wisemen were summoned to Herod’s palace, a night so fine.
He wanted to know when the star in the east rose, so sublime.
They hemmed and hawed for a while, for they figured out why
He was so keen on learning of the prophetic star in the sky.
Many children up to age two, were slaughtered, due to Herod’s fear,
The wise men did not seek their savior for another year.
The shepherds spoke of the star, but who heard? A few relatives, and sheep.
Baby Jesus was spared, one two-year-old, whose mother did not have to weep.
The manger scene we see today, although beautifully done, shows a bit of drama,
It makes things seem more Christmas like, seeing Jesus in a manger with his mama,
His daddy, Joseph standing by, the blessed family surrounded by angels, and animals galore.
Traditionally the scene is limited to three Magi, whereas, we believe there were many more.
It makes sense that there were maybe a dozen in this story of old.
As they were carrying precious cargo – valuable frankincense, myrrh, and gold.
According to Matthew, Jesus was a young child, of about two when they arrived,
Not a babe who would have fit in a tiny manger, that part of the story was contrived.
No matter what you believe, if you have heard the story, and feel in your soul it is true,
That alone should bestow blessings, faith, and love on a Christian soldier like you.
Once when I was just a kid,
My mom thought 'twould be nice,
If I'd invite some friends to play,
And we could swing outside.
I had a swing set in the yard,
Where I would play for hours.
My daddy built it just for me,
Away from Mommy's flowers.
It stood beneath a large Oak tree,
And even had a sand box.
We played and swung and had a ball,
Got sand in clothes and socks.
Our neighbors had a big red dog,
A loyal, patient friend.
Prince often came to play with us.
He wagged his tail and grinned.
Another dog came on the scene,
And Prince was not amused.
They postured and they sniffed each other.
A dog fight soon ensued.
We screamed and cried and climbed the set,
As Prince and Dog fought on.
Smokey heard our frantic cries,
And raced onto the lawn.
Prince was huge with big white teeth,
And muscles, big and stocky;
But Smokey feared him not and leaped,
And rode him like a jockey.
Smokey sank his claws in deep,
With teeth he grabbed his neck.
The big dog took off down the street,
With Smokey firmly set,
Upon his back, he rode him well,
They soon were out of sight.
We worried that he might get hurt,
In yet another fight;
But he came strolling home real soon,
The hero of the day.
"Don't worry kids', he seemed to say,
'He won't be back today."
one white mouse runs out of a hole,
two black mice run up a pole,
raven caw caws from a tree,
she says one and two make three,
mother mouse is at the door,
she takes the mouse count to four,
here comes big mouse daddy Clive,
he is fattest of the five,
aunt mousy now joins the mix,
her tail is longest of the six,
"caw caw" screams the black raven,
grandpa mouse makes it seven!”
grandma walks in at number eight,
Raven says "too many to fight"
"There are two more mice in the house,
Number nine and number ten mouse!"
Raven says as she flies away,
"I shall get you some other day!!"
Written 19/04/2021
Nursery rhyme(5) contest
Eve Roper sponsored
Syllables 7 but some lines have 8 syllables to maintain grammatical correctness as it is aimed at children.
This poem has been written to teach, counting simple additions and opposites and members in a family.
I am in the doctor’s office
waiting for my husband having his usual checkup
three people are having conversations
with other people using cellphones
you want to see the video of you getting shots when you were one?
He plays the video for her saying “you got a shot here, here and here”
She is about three and begins whining as she watched this video.
Daddy says “What is wrong with you?”
Lady across the aisle is asking “did he wet the bed last night?”
I am amazed that people think it is okay to talk on the phone in public
Maybe it is a way to prevent conversation with strangers
It works for me
my favourite thing about you
is that your beautiful you know
you say i love you every day
and everyday my love grows
your wonderful and generous
you make the best of what youve got
which sometimes is the best part
of nothing not a lot
your cooking is okay to me
although cereals the best
but that chicken broccoli rice thing we had
can put it to the test
you are always there for comfort
and give me cuddles when im sad
you let me have your phone alot
and that always makes me glad
at night times are my favourite
when we watch netflix and just chill
your love captures my senses
i can touch,smell hear and feel
youre the prettiest in the world
theres no one who can match
my daddy is so lucky
to have caught the winning catch
never change my mummy
youre perfect as you are
you will always be my favourite
the perfect brightest star
Tree lights are on, and dinner's done
A tummy full from Christmas cake
A sticky face from candy canes
A cookie plate with Santa's name
Stockings hung, by the fireplace
And traces of some sleepy faces
They rub their eyes, they hide their yawns
And daddy tells a story, old
While mommy shares a bedtime song
And bedside prayers, on knees, behold
A touch of snow, upon the lawn
And night will glisten, till the dawn
At last the house is silent
They're tucked away and sleeping
Tomorrow down the winding stairs
We'll see them all come leaping
The lights are on, the stockings plump
And laughter squeals without a stop
Then soon the fun begins, unwrapping
Treasured moments, worth embracing
With faces bright and shining
It all takes place on Christmas morn...
A magic moment. Just imagine !!!
If this was Christmas, everywhere
no matter where, or one's belief
a new joy could be born
Once upon a midnight chilly, on a ladder acting silly,
to my bedroom up I climbed and through my window slid.
Moonlight through my bedroom flickered. To myself I softly snickered,
feeling sure that once again my parents--oh, so clueless--did
not know my deeds. I heard a knock and under covers hid.
Dad stormed in with nails and hammer; then ensued a fearsome clamor
as with seven nails he sealed my window and my fate.
Then he wheeled around revealing ire that woke in me a feeling
I would sneak out nevermore. Now weekends at home, I hate.
October 5, 2018, entered in Juli-Michelle's Rhyme Battle XI
Five o clock friday a hot afternoon
Daddy will be home from work real soon
Here he comes pulling into the driveway
58 Chevy pickup ill drive that truck someday
Into the house he went he had a hard day
Brother and i following behind him daddy daddy daddy
Momma cooking spaghetti aroma filled the house
Momma said wash your hands boys dont shout
After dinner daddy said lets go to the drive in
I jumped up and down momma said whats playin
Goldfinger Steveve McQueen The Great Escape
Wow i thought in my mind i cant wait
Out of the house we all left
Into the car we all piled in 56 Olds Rocket 88
At the drive in were pullin in
Daddy paid 50 cents each kids under 12 free were in
Almost dark now movie about to start
A big cockaroach ran across the cars dash momma jumped out of the car
Those were fun times a kid growing up
Memories of the drive in daddy made it happen just for us
Form:
Mama's kitchen;
somethin missin,
daddy used to bring home;
dead rabbits and squirrels,
cut up their carcass;
pull off the fur,
blood all over the table and floor;
the green oven in the corner,
has a smell up crimson burning;
whole peeled potatoes boiling,
skillet of frying liquid homemade gravy;
my daddy was a chef,
cooks any and everything from scratch;
grandma Rudell in the living room she'd walks into the kitchen.
~She says son, "cook on well done"~
you see mama could cook too, but she married my dad a navy chef
Who learn how to cook from scratch from his aunts and grand ma
man O man everybody comin in runnin into "Mother’s Kitchen"
8/13/19
written by James Edward Lee Sr.©2019
written for project North Omaha Writers Group (NOW)assignment
Dedicated to my Father Joseph Lee
Grandmother Rudell Robinson
Great-Aunt Susie
Mother Annie Bell Ross Lee yes all those tasty blessings happen in my mama's kitchen
at 3933 North23rd street, yum
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