Long Holidays Poems
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Doesn't seem like that long ago, when I was first introduced to divorce. My parents decided that they weren't in love any more and were "still very good friends", but they didn't want to live together.
I was about seven then, so it was about six years ago. In the grand scheme of things, 6 years isn't very long, but for me, it's almost half of my life!
Valentine's Day, St. Patrick's Day, Easter, Christmas, and Thanksgiving were suddenly doubled, although we still do "family holidays".
Of course, I miss when they were together, but frankly, I don't remember it that well. I was so young, that there isn't really a before or after, there's just what is.
Really, I don't remember feeling much sadness around the word divorce, because I didn't know the definition. Now I do, but I think the definition is different for everyone.
Clearly they had a "happy divorce" because I still see both of my parents most days. We're much luckier than some families.
Even now, after both of my parents have entered new relationships, I get little snapshots of climbing into bed. Their bed. That they shared. I've moved on, and learned not to dwell on it, and I hope all kids and their families will learn to do the same.
Christmas ...
A time of peace and goodwill to all
When folks smile a bit more
Hug a tad longer and deeper
Go out of their way a bit further for charity
And listen more intently to the needs of others.
Isn't it a shame
That we save it all for one day?
Gifts, food, drink, music, wishes, love, kindness, joy ...
Bundled and packaged with pretty bows
Carried with extra care and given with cheer
For one day ... one day only.
Oh, it's a lovely holiday
And one I adore ...
It holds a great deal of magic for me to this day
And I cherish it above all other holidays
Still, I can't help but think
Why do we set it aside for a single day only?
Was that precious birth not for the sake of humanity for all time to come?
Was it not but an example of how we should treat each other ALWAYS ...
Not just for a day, but for every moment?
I treasure Christmas, more than most, and I always will
But I believe that we have sold it short
And that it will never be what it SHOULD be
(And what God intended it to be)
Until we exercise all its blessings and gifts continually
Until we treat each other and our days
With the same precepts and considerations that we do on Christmas
With the same magic and joy and thoughtfulness
THEN we will have given the holiday its due
THEN we will have honored the memory of that priceless gift long ago
In the way it was truly intended
With love, unconditional
For ALL time
And for ALL humanity.
(12/15/12)
As the nation weeps today for the twenty
Angels which were taken away
We also weep for their families and friends
For this pain will never end.
Sitting in their classrooms with thoughts
And hopes and dreams of the holidays
In came a sick person to wipe their dreams away.
We will never know what went thru his mind that day
To take away innocent lives in such a brutal way.
It is true that god has given us free will
But why go to a school and these children he kills.
Let us not forget the adults also who gave
Their lives trying to protect the children
On this day -For them also we do pray.
Tears fill my eyes and pains fill my heart
And their names , ages, or genders
We may not know or remember
But to them our hearts and love
We do surrender.
So fly my little cherubs, and take the angels hands
For you are going to gods promised land
Where there is no suffering, wars or pain
And gods love is the what remains.
(12/14/12)
Breathe is a gift per luck
To every man and to all
Some dine and wine in havoc
And pray grace don't let fall
Ever young is time, a darling gift
Among foes, there are some friends
In between trouble, drilling may fumble
Hastening may be tiresome, need contends
But chance will bail faith's stumble
Stretching out its invisible divine lift
Across the road, gentle Lion lay ambush
Much harder is being conscious
Of ethics so classy in deadly bush
Nevermind to jilt being ambitious
The lives of civilians you made your concern
Behind the scenes, craziness dine fine
With fairness fighting fitness to fire fear
In your chosen career's bloodline
Today is a time out of few to cheer among peer
The day happiness happily sojourn its pattern
For love, principle loses its rigid form
Thanks to the considerable heart you got
Thy attitude gets pretty positive and reform
The expected date norm known, rot
That always have you around thy spouse
Frustration is the key to make cruelty live within
Renting reciprocation to a potent rage
But you denied that with your sweet grin
Making you so young below your age
Beauty of you looks cool even in a blouse
Holidays during service is not enjoyable
The time, memory and loyalty's worth
I say well-done, give praises; be deployable
A day shall come when the undone shall birth mirth
Accompany you with time precious than gold
Live joyfully dear in-law with soul well uphold
Let's celebrate the Christmas season
In public places, no manger scene allowed
We must not offend is the reason
It is Jesus birthday
Shhhh, don't say it too loud
Happy Holidays, Seasons greetings
Shop till you drop for family and friend
Store executives spend time in meetings
Planning bargains to get you to spend
After all that is what Christmas is about
Parties, goodies, decorations, gifts to receive
Santa Claus and his reindeer will visit no doubt
Oh foolish people whom the world can deceive
Let's celebrate the X-Mas season
Christ is not allowed
We must not offend is the reason
Jesus is not invited to his birthday
Shhhh, don't say His name too loud
If this nation lets Jesus name die
Show others His strength, courage, and love
Onward Christian Soldiers, let's keep His name alive
The Bible shows how, it is inspired from above
Read the Bible, challenge, test it, you will see
God sent His Son, Jesus, to love and free you and me
Invite Jesus into your heart and home
Even in this great, but sinful nation, you will never be alone
Christians celebrate the birth of Jesus baby boy
Decorate your house and tree
To express your faith and joy
Keep Christ in Christmas
He is alive and real and will forever be
Before you merry in the holidays in all ways commercial
Remember we commemorate God's Love impartial
Loud and riotous hedonism on every wasteful spree
Is one bond from which ye must be set free
For ye need not insight from the law and the prophets
To discern that day will break with many regrets
So come away from worldly ways
If you must see profit in your youthful days
Let your celebration be guided by the day's meaning
Let your belief this day meet its weaning
A believer graduated from milk to meat
For your call and its cost you are about to meet
So eat to your fill for the journey is far
If for the prize set before you, then raise the bar
Live not like the lost when you have been found
Let you have power, love and your mind be sound
K. Muitherero.
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It’s just a Christmas poem
that fell out of my pen
For all my fellow soupers
the ones that I call friend
To send you happy wishes
and moments filled with cheer
Say thank you for the kindness
you’ve shown throughout the year
And tell you just how special
you always are to me
I just adore your friendship
and wondrous poetry
The season now is calling,
the holiday in view
And I just want to send this out
to every one of you
My hopes that you will smile,
good tidings come your way
And this from deep inside heart
a Merry Christmas Day
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Oops, I almost forgot Gershon
not something I can do
A special cheer to you my friend
Happy Chanukah to you
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Merry Christmas and Happy Holidays Soupers!
To all, no matter what you celebrate or
if you don’t celebrate at all, be happy.
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When holidays have come to call, and someone needs a friend,
to adorn a tree, to hang a wreath, it can help the heart to heal
To hold a hand, to stay awhile, or to share a million tears
To be an ear.........and be a friend, ... might be all you need to do
The gift of friendship, can come to call,
in the coldest darkest hour
It can come to lift a fretful brow,
and can lighten the darkest cloud
If someone has lost the joy they knew
and cannot see beyond
When plans they made were swept away
and it seems their hope is gone
A friend to bring a smile again, a laugh, a meal to share
A warm embrace, a day to rest, are the best of gifts to share
The greatest gift, in the worst of times, does not come wrapped in bows
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For The Contest Sponsored By Brian Johnson
" Small Gifts - Contributing to Other's Happiness"
12/5/14
This afternoon I am going to bake a tasty treat
Scones and lemon drizzle cake for us to eat
I’m also making a spicy balti chicken curry …
Hope we don’t have to run to the loo in a hurry
A huge pot of spaghetti bolognaise for our tea
It’s my son’s favourite hope there is enough for me
At one time I used to bake an awful lot more
But university took my son from our door
With just two of us left to eat a massive cake
If I stepped on the scales they would start to quake
So now baking is reserved for high days and holidays
Must dash now need to get out the baking trays!
Jan Allison
25th August 2014
Come winter, I yield
becoming a willing hostage without appeal;
a prisoner to the solitary walls of the house,
closed, secured behind windows, doors, a hibernating mouse.
Writhing images come out the stilled and silent halls
spirited ghosts freely walk lean and tall
unchained from the past it's stalkings pleasing
to come alive again, if only in the season.
Celebrating holidays
recalling those easily forgotten memories at play
the gatherings of relatives, the aunts, the uncles unwind,
cousins from afar, unseen at any other time.
The house smells of spices, autumn winter scents
pumpkin, nutmeg, apples, cinnamon, carving events;
turkey with chestnut stuffing, fresh baked rolls and breads.
anticipating laughter of football games with parades ahead.
In the cold gray harshness of the winter tide
these sweet memories manage to survive
as each is revived to live again
by family, dreams and gatherings of friends.
Come winter, I gladly yield
willingly giving all to everything revealed
recalling each of those gone before but still close in memory
thankful with the gifts of family, love given me.