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Fennec and Fox go out for a walk
Ran into troubles with an Eagle hawk
When questioned none of them would talk
Detective brought them home to his block
Where Hawk ate all of man’s left over chalk
Then threw up all over precinct’s favorite clock
Others in squad Room began to gawk
For some had flown onto hooker’s frock
Promise of sandwich made Fennec talk
Their fight had started at old LeRoy’s rock
Fox had called Eagle hawk’s ma a puddy hawk
Fennec added to it with his big black glock
Where he’d stashed this gun was a big shock
No one else got hurt down at the rock
To this story I would not give much stock
Except Fennec and Fox did take a walk.
One day, if I could open my eyes
and watch you walkthrough
the sweet blue rain, and
wash those tears away.
If I could open my eyes, and
watch you wear
the same cotton blue jeans
with that cute white blouse, and
tell those clouds to splash
sweet blue rain, into your heart
The fresh scent
of sweet blue rain
bring April showers, and
flowers sell in the marketplace.
Well, a funny thing happened this Sunday,
on our walk-through of Palomino Park.
I noticed some things that you do
with your sweet blue smile.
Loving you may take some time.
Let’s take a walk again
and fill an empty heart,
with sweet blue rain.
A time to exit the race
A time to slacken the pace
A time to inter the clock
the car too – take a walk
A time to savor every bite
to eat healthy and right
A time to call on old friends
to thrill to the good times, to make amends
A time to bounce grandkids, nieces and nephews on the knee
A time to play Pattycake, Pattycake, Pretty Please
A time to treasure, like no other
with your partner, spouse, father and mother
The day is filled with enormous, endless, gigantic beauty.
But many are too busy or too blind to see.
They do not stop or pause and hear the music in the breeze, the music of the birds.
There is also lovely music on the radio, on the computer, on the phone.
But they do not find the time to listen.
Everyone is too busy going nowhere.
They do not even have time for themselves, nor for their friends or loves ones.
They do no have times to smell the flowers.
To Appreciate Nature. To take a walk.
They swallow down their food in a big rush, and do not digest it properly.
There is little or no time for heart to heart conversations anymore.
There is not even enough time for rest, nor a proper sleep.
I normally say everyone is rushing to the grave.
And Do You know what makes the day really beautiful.
When you are thankful for what you have, whatever you were blessed with.
Having a Satisfied and Thankful/Grateful Mind.
Be Appreciative of what we have. Many others do not have tis much.
When you have peace, peacefulness and do not foret The Music.
Go and play and listen to your favorite song for just a while.
Take a few minutes out of the day to do this.
Help someone if possible. Try to do at least one good deed per day.
This is very rewarding and satisfying. And there is always a Karmic reward awaiting.
Let's take a walk where raindrops dance
beneath the feet, in rainbow hue
Where mirrored worlds, and twin skies meet,
in puddles forming in the street
Our umbrellas opened wide, while other people, scurry by
Forgetting in their rush of day, to see the world is scrubbing clean
We'll stamp our feet to make a splash, while those around us make a dash
With diamonds in the morning light, to quench a tongue in sheer delight
Perhaps the gentle rain is kind enough
to wash away a threadbare heart, a broken dream, from yesterday...
enchanting me to believe within, to entertain my child again
We'll listen to the whispered winds, the sweet refrain of falling rain,
as if we were the child again.
We'll be as one, with earth and sun, and know that rain can be a friend
Let's hold up hands to catch the sky,...our inner child is waiting in the wings
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For Leonora's Contest: "Umbrellas"
I’m not sure anyone can explain love…even how it came to be…
It has so many sizes, shapes and forms…it’s different for every you…and every me….
The older I grow in life…the more I think love is like this light…similar to the sun…
When you see a person’s light shining…you know they are the one.
I believe everyone has a brightness inside them…a light of love they can impart…
but only certain people’s lights find their way into your heart.
And once their light has found your heart…you immediately feel its warmth…its glow…
You can hear your own heart beating…as you feel your love begin to grow.
And when they look into your eyes and smile…once their light shines in on thee
how quickly you come to realize…together you will always be.
You’re not sure where this light originates but it radiates from their center.
You notice how a room will brighten the moment that they enter.
If you happen to take a walk in the beginning of the day…
you’re not quite sure if it’s their light…or the sun lighting the way.
Your amazed that as they walk…everywhere they go…
the plants you happen by have a tendency to glow.
And when you’re not together…when circumstances keep the two of you apart
they’ve left enough light shining behind them…to brighten up your heart.
You know if one of you should pass before the other…
if you ever reach that day
you’ll find your way to them in heaven…
for their light will lead the way.
Until then here’s a hint to help you through the night…
when sleeping next to someone whose light is oh so bright….
Yes, sleeping with the light of your life…
is not as difficult as it seems
all you have to do is smile…
say a prayer of thanks
then close your eyes…
and dream.
Little Red Riding Hood took a lunch
to her grandma who liked to munch
Riding Hood liked to play like waiter
until Wolf spied her and then ate her.
Little Bo Peep had trouble with sheep
They'd follow grass. "Stop it," she'd peep.
One got lost, causing Bo to sniff:
"That's it!" and pushed all over cliff.
Cinderella got dressed for the dance
Mean stepsisters said, "Think you have a chance?"
Cindy lost shoe, Prince said, "Yeah,she'll do."
That wasn't hard, she said. (gee, who knew!)
Jack traded cow for a magic beanstalk
His mom was angry, said, "take a walk"
He climbed stalk, killed giant, stole gold bullion
invested in bitcoins, and made a gazillion!
There's surely a moral to the fairytale story
Beware what happens when things get gory!
Visit beautiful Michigan Avenue
The ‘Magnificent Mile’
See the teenage gangs at night
roaming ‘gangster-style’
Admire block after block on ‘the strip’
Madison Avenue, the Old West Side
burnt down by arson way back in 1968
embers still afloat – Don’t they smell great
Take a walk on the Wild Side
The South Side that once hosted Nat King Cole
Note the empty lots, broken glass and one-eyed cats
What a pleasure to take in all that…
Yes, dear friends, a trip to Chicago’s just the thing
Come to a town where crime is king
One reason I love to walk in the silence of the morning…with the stars and moon aglow…is how it reminds me, every day, of all the things I do not know.
Our world is filled with a diversity of wonders…in all kinds and shapes and sizes…
not knowing all there is to know means I’m always in for some surprises.
I do not know why there is a moon and stars…I don’t know how they came to be…
and every morning I’m surprised they choose to shine their light on me.
I do not know the name of every flower…every tree…never had the need…
so I am constantly surprised at the beauty of everything created from a seed.
I do not know why the sun rises to begin the day and sets when the day is done…
I only know I’m constantly surprised by the beauty of each one.
I can only name a few birds in all the birds I ever see…
so every bird is like a work of art…and is beautiful to me.
I do not know one bird’s song from the next in the early morning symphony I hear…
so every song from every bird is music to my ears.
I know where babies come from but I’m a little fuzzy on the why…so I’m constantly surprised and amazed when a baby goes strolling by.
I do not know why I’m stuck on the ground while other creatures soar…
I do not know why I walk on two legs while others walk on four.
I do not know how all this was created…when…by what…or who…
and as I take a walk each morning…I kind of hope I never do.
Because as I walk and look and listen as nature puts on her show…
I am thankful every morning for all the things I do not know.
For my daily reminder that if I walk through life with open and innocent eyes…
every step is filled with wonder…
every moment…a surprise.
July twenty-third, no one’s birthday.
Have to feed the cat.
He wants in.
Feeling guilty that I have allergies to him.
Take a walk around yard.
Admiring my flowers.
Early in the day, so not melting yet.
Grasshopper on my leg.
Irritated a bit, but not a lot.
Going to meet my friends at Lucky’s at noon.
Did I wear my green shirt last time?
What can I wear that will be cool enough?
Do I have to wash my hair to get the stick out parts down?
Should I call it off?
I have been a recluse for a number of months.
I am starting to like binge TV.
Who am I kidding? I jump in the shower.