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The Love Song
I woke up early in a good mood, thinking of writing a love poem to my wife.
Looking on YouTube, I came across
“The three tenors” couldn`t resist their beautiful voices.
I was going to find “I believe in angels” by Abba, but first the famous tenors.
My wife woke up and told me to turn it off because she couldn't sleep.
I remembered Lorenzo Marcus, 1964. I was on a ship
unloading cargo destined for Rhodesia.
Everything has changed now, LM is now Maputo
And Rhodesia is Zimbabwe, and it was a good time
for a white person.
So I didn`t play the Abba song as the lyric is banal
And I was no longer in a loving mood
she accepted me
long before reality
~
at the roots of our family tree
destine to have been
~
she accepted me
it was meant to be;
sweet tenderly
God has so graciously
gave signs of the matrimony
~
at the roots of our family tree
destine to have been
~
she accepted me
~
the middle of her name
mother already proclaimed
known for 22 years before her born
adorn with small stature
she'd don the middle name as her wedded one
~
alas for you see
she accepted me
the 'ONLY'girl whom was my dear friend
the 'ONLY' one at love as a teenager
my 'ONLY' and true girlfriend
this was meant to be
you see my girlfriend, my wife to be..
her name....Carmen Lee Brown Lee
her name....Carmen Lee Lee
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the only girl/woman you see
SHE ACCEPTED Me
Faithful and Sweet Be At peace
~4/12/1954 - 6/18/2016~
dedicated to my Wife
4/9/19
Written words & Arranged music by James Edward Lee Sr. 2019©
An old grey barn owl sat on a limb;
He looked weary and a bit forlorned.
A young blue jay flew up beside him;
with brilliant blue plumage he was adorned.
The jay to the owl, “Why are you so sad;
You have everything going for you.
You are old and wise, a good life you’ve had,
And still you are sad and blue.”
“My mate is away,” said the owl to the jay;
“She’s off giving care to our young;
And I’m left all alone when she is away,
And I feel like I’m coming unstrung.”
The jay to the owl, “You should be glad old friend;
I’ve seen many young females today;
And there’s an old saying that’s been penned,
‘When the cat’s away, the mice can play.’”
“My dear friend jay, you are such a fool;
You must know that owls mate for life.
To lure me with forbidden pleasures is cruel;
I would never do that to my wife.
I’m wise enough to know that would be dim,
and I would forever be scorned.
And that is why I’m sitting here on this limb,
and I’m looking a bit forlorned.
September 22, 2017
The germs and the bugs and the viruses
Each of them fancied their chances
The microbes and pathogens all had a go
At giving me evil-eye glances
My bones they were aching, my temperature baking
And then there were chills that would see me a shaking
I thought I might rattle with pills I was taking
And if I dared speak then my larynx was quaking
But you know and I know that ‘man flu’ is worse
Than anything ladies might lay down in verse
I knew this was true as I took to my bed
While my wife with her ‘girl flu’ was clearing the shed
Her version of flu didn’t cause her to moan
When cleaning the kitchen, not one stifled groan
And even the vacuum, when she cleaned the floors
Did not make her wince, so she finished her chores
But I am a man and a fighter at heart
Against all bugs I’ll be the winner
I said to my wife you should have a lie down…
As soon as you’ve finished the dinner.
Well…
I’m better but hungry, I’m feeling half starved
In fact I could eat a large horse
I got bugs that gave me an appetite halved
But now they’ve got me a divorce
It was a busy boulevard as usual with people going places. Granted, most of us are busy but need to discover "Relaxation".
Many years ago, my kids would often say to me, "Hey dad, Chill". Sometimes, they anticipated my 'heat up' and said it ahead of time.
Some months ago, expecting to turn left at the next light, I decelerated but slowed, even more, when I saw a pedestrian crossing outside of the crosswalk. I did not want the gentleman to misstep the island and backstep into the path of my vehicle. So I gave him ample time to reach the island
and solidify himself but in so doing, I was taken aback when the driver behind me grew impatient and started to blow. I said to my wife, "If that was a dog and not a person, he would not have blown his horn".
I am deeply saddened that we humans seem to have more concern for deers, dogs, and ducks crossing the streets than for our fellow humans. I'm not a bumper sticker type, but perhaps "I brake for animals and also fellow humans" might be appropriate.
There is plenty of love to go around for all things living, and loving other humans takes no love from animals. I pray we all would CHILL, CALM DOWN, AND LOVE each other more.
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Here's to my family
Here's to my friends
Here's to my acquaintances
On whose help I depend
Here's to my mom
Here's to my dad
Here's to my relatives
Whom I met as a lad
Here's to my sisters
Here's to my brothers
Here's to my nanny
Who cared for me like no other
Here's to my daughters
Here's to my sons
Here's to their patience
With their dad when he's wrong
Here's to my mentors
Here's to my teachers
Here's to my coachers
Who gave inspirational speeches
Here's to my doctors
Here's to my nurses
Here's to their treatments
Which insurance reimburses
Here's to my supervisors
Here's to my bosses
Here's to my colleagues
Whom I never bore crosses
Here's to my wife
Here's to my spouse
Here's to my life's partner
Who's the Queen of our House
Here's to One Truth
A Truth e'er to keep, pal
In this crazy world
People need People
It's so true
Without my girl I'm blue, I don't know what to do
Sometimes it all starts to go hazy
I wonder if I'm going crazy
From missing you
Girl, I'm missing you
I feel so cold, so dark and lost
In the night I turn and toss
I wonder, are you turning to
Maybe it's wrong to feel this way
To think I'll die if I don't hear you say
Boy, I'm missing you
See, I was longing all of my days
For a girl who puts me in a daze
Longed for a lover.. my best friend
A romantic journey that has no end
Yeah..
You came to me like a dream come true
And I never felt so alive
A gift from Heaven to have a girl like you
Without your love I can't survive
Your so fine
Like a red delicious wine, better and better over time
Your sweet taste.. Still on my lips
Crazy from being away on all these trips
I'm missing you
Girl, I'm missing you
I'm missing you
~Lyric Man
Note: This is a song I wrote in a lonely hotel room to my wife. She is my absolute.. my everything! The pain of being on the road and around others who love what I do, when she can't be there with me.. it hurts my heart so much. Sometimes I wonder if she or anyone else misses the person they love that much!
Hello. My name is Nicholas, and you can call me Nick. I also must tell you about Matthew, and you can call him Mat. I once despised Mat and others like him, but now he has become my best friend. I am the Pharisee and Nick is the Publican about whom Jesus gave a parable. There was an occasion when Mat and I went to the temple to pray at the same time. I'm sure you would agree that my thanksgiving prayer left no doubt about what I was most grateful for. My prayer described a 'righteous' person who despised others unlike himself. I was thankful for that. Jesus used me as a perfect example of a person who is 'thankfully righteous' in his own eyes and with those same eyes, look down on other people.
Listen if you will to a short prayer I once prayed that I would never utter again because my life has been completely changed. "OH GOD, I THANK YOU that I am not like other people-robbers, crooks, adulterers, or, heaven forbid, like this tax man. I fast twice a week and tithe on all my income. Now, listen to Mat's prayer. He had no pride nor anything to boast about. "God, give mercy. Forgive me, a sinner." *
It was as if I had a Thanksgiving Holiday Spread filled with everything for my personal satisfaction. i.e. I had an overflowing POT of "I'm not like other people". I had a larger than normal BOWL of "I fast two times a week". I had a commercial-sized PAN of "I give tithes of all I possess". I had a big PLATTER of "I am a just man". I had a PLATE full of "I'm faithful to my wife". My dining table was overflowing with things I feasted on. I was full of it; full of myself. Yet, after feasting on all that I had, I was still hungry and empty, unjustified, abased, and unacceptable by God. On the other hand, the tax collector came hungry and empty but left filled, fulfilled, forgiven, and justified by God.
I later met Jesus and became born again. Now, I despise none and love everyone. And now, like my best friend Mat, I know how to pray, and I understand the true meaning of Thanksgiving.
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The Love song
I woke up early in a good mood thinking of writing a love poem to my wife.
looking in the YouTube, I came across
“The three tenors,” couldn`t resist their beautiful voices.
I was going to find “I believe in angels” by Abba
but first the famous tenors.
Wife woke up told me to turn it off she couldn`t sleep.
I remembered Lorenzo Marcus 1964 I was on a ship
unloading cargo destined for Rhodesia.
Everything has changed now LM is now Maputo
and Rhodesia is Zimbabwe, and it was a good time
for a white person.
So I didn`t play the Abba song as the lyric is banal
and I was no longer in a loving mood
NOTE: Sedoka syllable count is interchangeable
Ichikatauta:
5-7-5
Nikatauta:
5-7-5
Sedokada:
5-7-7
5-7-7
SETUP: I was THE baby ~~0~~ They were MY babies
The Passed My Past
my siblings called me
the walking problem maker
~ I'm the problem child
my kids once called me
the walking problem solver
~ I am the problem
~ be better sitters
they are to resolve ~ failure
I win ~ +movies ~ they lose
~ be better parents
they are to resolve ~ failure
I lose ~ objectives they win
~~0~~
I miss long ago
to be called a brat again
and useless to them
I miss recently
to be told thanks dad again
can you help me dad
benefits I ~ had
they have all passed on ~ but me
their absence ~ is now my void
benefits I ~ have
they have all moved on ~ from me
ocean parts ~ but not our hearts
*to my wife and son who are now with my family