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Clearing out our attic, preparing for our move…as a matter of course
I noticed in a corner, under layers of dust…this old rocking horse.
A present from Deborah’s mom and dad to Ryan.
perhaps it was their goal…
to introduce their grandson…to the joys of rock and roll.
When Ryan grew to big to rock
when his interests turned to sports and games and cable
rather than get rid of that old rocking horse…
our attic became his stable.
And there he sat for years…gathering dust…wondering if and when
he will ever be remembered…and if he’ll ever rock again.
As Deborah lovingly cleaned and shined him up…
outside in the freshness of a morning breeze…
I wondered if the two of them…were sharing some memories.
Deborah informed him we’re taking him to North Carolina
where for entertainment he won’t lack…
Because our great-granddaughter is waiting there
to ride upon his back.
When she told him he will have a new home…
a new rider…a new space….
in that moment we saw
a smile on the old rocking horse’s face.
A present handed down from great-great grandparents
to their great-great granddaughter…
with a similar goal…
to introduce a new generation…to the joys of rock and roll.
When I was a child, I heard some adults talking,
About a saying that made no sense to me,
Something about a bad order carried out well,
Being better than a good order poorly executed.
Later when I was older the same saying or similar,
Was repeated in a film I was watching,
A war movie I think,
Age however, had not enlightened me on the relevance of the saying,
To do with life as I knew it.
That was until COvid-19 came along,
And lockdown was introduced,
Along with social distancing.
Now we can only sit back and wait,
To see if the proof is in the pudding,
Or as great grandparents might say,
Proof of the pudding is in the eating,
Which may be more apt,
And less confusing for a child,
If we go easy on the sherry.
The miracle of life
granted us a wondrous gift today.
Oh, how we're blessed!
Another new bud on our tree-
a tiny babe to hold and love
has come to us-
a little one to join her sister
who, thirty months ago, lifted us up
as first-time great-grandparents!
And, now- her baby sister just arrived!
How blessed we are
to share this gift again-
now to watch the two of them
grow, thrive, and learn as loving sisters.
So, thankful that we
as grandparents of their Daddy-
and parents of their Grandpa
now have this amazing gift
to bless our lives once more.
Thank you, dear God-
For another miracle of life!
February 22, 2022
Premiere Contest: Best Blessing
Sponsor: Regina McIntosh
True: Our second great-granddaughter
was born today, February 22, 2022, at 1:28 pm EST
Age prompts us, pay attention
Time sliding by there before us
Family tree, a good idea
Photos, documents, try to avoid them
The Internet helps make the search easier
Sites aplenty offering help
Always a brick wall before the end
When it is interesting, excitement swells
Names elude you testing patience
Mother Father without a hitch
Grandparents and Great-grandparents
All of them join the queue
Tree starts growing day by day
Losing interest on some days
Friend requests there for choosing
Comments sometimes raise people's ire
Others tag along without question
The tree now grows several branches
Then, it all unravels
Hey you! YES, YOU!
Get back on your branch
Stop confusing me
Check the names once again
Then the branches start to bow
Who are you, explain yourself?
Next-door neighbours do not count
Time to reflect all the effort
Sorry, Uncle I appear to have left you out
Dreams take over and early mornings
Floating leaves have started falling
Awaken shouting but at who?
Family tree puts it branches around you
Sleep and sanity are now surrounding.
Once upon a time in a far away land lived
a shy and awkward girl named Amelia.
She only had one friend by the name of
Louis.
He was a descendant of fairies. His great,
great,great grandparents were flood blooded
fairies. They had magical powers and they
had beautiful wings and they could fly real
high in the sky. Louis and Amelia got along
really well because they both were shy and
awkward.
Amelia wanted to meet and fall in love
with a handsome Prince. She was unaware
that her best friend Louis thought she
was beautiful and secretly in love with her.
“ Hi Louie how are you doing today?”
Louis looked at Amelia all googly eyed
and said” I'm good Amelia. What do you
want to do today?”
“Let's go to the river and have a swim?”
“Ok, I would follow you anywhere."
And all of a sudden Amelia knew she had
met her Prince and he was her best friend
Louis.
But how in the world could she tell Louie
of all people how she felt.
Then all of a sudden she looked at
Louis and saw that he had changed
right before eyes .
He was glowing and he had grew wings.
“ Louis I thought you said that fairy thing
had skipped you?”
“ I thought it had, I'm just as surprised
as you are. Amelia I'm gonna be able to
fly and do cool things. When I learn how
all this stuff works. Will you come fly with
me?”
“Of course I will silly, I will fly with you
anywhere.”
And in that moment he knew that Amelia felt
the same way he did. And they lived happily
ever after .
The End
1-26-19
Contest: A Children's Fairy Tale
Sponsor: Eve Roper
We have spent a lifetime developing an understanding of our heartstrings…
discovering our happiness, our love, and our enjoyment…in all the little things.
Things like popcorn at the movies, falling leaves, kind words,
banana pudding, chocolate ice cream, the singing of the birds.
Puppies…singing in the shower, counting all the stars,
holding hands, family dinners, eating peanut butter from a jar.
Flying kites, reading a good book, doing something totally unplanned
Climbing a mountain, eating s’mores,
walking near the ocean with our bare feet in the sand.
Butterflies, ladybugs, rainbows, the shape of clouds up in the sky
Hot chocolate on a cold winter’s day…chasing fireflies.
Cookies warm out of the oven…the smile of a bride as she walks down the aisle
Children, grandchildren, root beer floats…a hug, a kiss…a smile.
Since we continue to discover new little things with every dawn
It makes sense that our list of little things…goes on and on and on.
And to this list today…with a happy heart…this joyous news we bring…
born yesterday (November 15th) into our family…our newest little thing.
Her name is yet to be determined but I’m happy to report
baby girl, proud Mom and Dad are doing great.
She is 18.8 inches tall…and I’ll have to leave you guessing
because one never asks a lady…even a little lady…
to tell us of her weight….
And as new great-grandparents…also just born yesterday
when it comes to Deborah and me…
we are over the moon with excitement…as happy as can be!
Speaking for the other great-grandparents, grandparents, parents
aunts and uncles who were also born yesterday….
we are all so happy little one…you decided to come our way.
One look at your face, baby girl, tells us you were worth the wait…
and reminds us when two people fall in love…
the kind of magic and the beauty
true love can create.
I have relatives all over the USA, in one state or another.
Thanks to my randy great-grandparents who could not keep their hands off each other.
They had eighteen children, sometimes in two’s, and most of their children had ten.
Eight was considered a failure to the family, it truly had to be at least ten, back then.
Their tiny Iowa farmhouse was so ridiculously small, it was crazy.
But they raised nine fine sons, and nine ambitious daughters, and none of them was lazy.
We had our family reunions on an extensively long flatbed truck.
We went on hayrides, and we played with twenty-something cousins in the muck.
I have relatives all over the USA, in one state or another.
Thanks to my randy great-grandparents who could not keep their hands off each other.
Some interesting statistics that have to do with birth:
Every minute of the day 255 babies are born upon this Earth.
255 babies with different nationalities, different colors…different names
but every one of those 255 babies are humans…all the same.
255 babies a mother, father and a family welcome and hold dear.
That’s 363,000 babies born each day and 133 million born each year.
Every minute 255 families who, as this new life they perceive,
begin to enjoy this amazing creation…begin to marvel…to believe.
Every minute 255 families are excited…to hold a life so new
that includes, brothers, sisters, aunts and uncles…
grandparents and great-grandparents too.
Every minute 255 families have found a reason for their smile to beam
255 families filled with wonder…filled with wishes, hopes and dreams.
255 families finding reasons to enjoy this moment of happiness
to think of all the happiness they have in store…
and to marvel at how every minute…the world is welcoming 255 more.
Every minute when we look around the world at all the people trying to survive…
and we see the the poverty, war and prejudice we’ve produced
we should think of these 255.
and wonder how many of our babies born each minute to a family that’s elated
will survive beyond their childhood…in the world we have created.
It should be our duty…from the minute of their birth…
to make all 255 babies feel safe and happy to have been born upon this Earth.
And if they don’t…if the world we have created makes some scared…
makes some of those families and babies sob…
then isn’t it our duty…
to do a better job.?
When the world around you disappoints…when on our leaders you begin to sour
If you want to change your attitude…at least for the moment…attend a baby shower.
That’s exactly what we did yesterday…and it was a wonderful place to be
as we prepared to welcome our great-granddaughter
into our diverse extended family.
It’s amazing how before she’s even born…before her parents take her for a test drive
before we’ve even met her…she’s already changed our lives.
From the moment we heard the news of this life Trista and Damien were creating
it’s astonishing how our lives have changed…as we sit on the sidelines…waiting
All the happiness she’s brought into our lives…all the joy into the world
while still inside her mothers womb…before her life’s unfurled.
Because when a woman is about to have a baby…life changes…
this truth is ironclad…
as she immediately becomes a mother and her husband becomes a dad.
From here there is a domino effect of changes…one day their baby will see
as people of all ages become grandparents, nieces, nephews…uncles, aunts
or great-grandparents like Deborah and me.
As I watched all the people at the shower…and saw their smiles
I thought…this is really sweet…
how everyone has already fallen in love…with someone we’ve yet to meet.
All these people wishing Trista and Damien well…
making it abundantly clear
there is a loving family waiting patiently….for their daughter to appear.
Who have seen the seed of a daughter begin to grow
and now….happily anticipate the flower…
who came together to celebrate…at a family baby shower.
Where love, friendship, family, and caring for one another….
were in the room for all to see….
Where for a moment our world was exactly the way
we hope the world outside that room will be.
So what sane parent
would intentionally lead their family
into internal
or external war,
right?
Well, apparently former political
and religious extremists,
neonazis,
Islamic fundamentalists,
Christian fundamentalists...
Oh, wait,
I'm not sure their Republican White Nationalist
AntiDemocratic First Amendment,
kleptocratic and oligarchical Second Amendment
LeftBrain rabidly ballistic dominant
Anti-natural/spiritual nondualistic health intentions
are yet media-conscious enough,
yet, still, these fake-Christians among us
are visible as far too comfortable
with Mammon's military-industrial ballistic defense
So terrified of Sodom,
Parents for Terrorist Religious War
and Threat of FinalRapture Weapons
neglect to notice
their own naked butts
delightedly backing toward beastly Gomorrah.
Anyway, with or without reformed Christian NeoFascists,
Parenting for Peace
is against militarism,
possibly for the usual costly inhumane and environmental
and economic reasons,
but also because,
as mental health-recovering parents,
and grandparents,
and future great grandparents,
They see military-corporate theft
and associates
like colonialism,
and missionary zealous patriarchalism,
and sanctuary apartheid racism,
and homophobia,
and sexism,
and anthropocentrism,
and xenophobia
as corporate public health hazards.
Rabidity,
like subclimates of health,
wears both an internal, mental, spiritual face,
and an external, physical, natural Earth EcoSpace;
codependently negative, pathological,
as transectorally positive, eco/theo-logical
robust future health potential.