Montague mouse wants to purchase a hat
“Why do you need that,” asked milliner cat
Montague replied, “It’s so that I can marry”
I must wear a nice hat for when I wed Barry”
“Barry told me that he won’t leave the house
If I don’t wear a titfer,” said Montague mouse
So please create a rainbow hat – it mustn’t be grey
And I’ll wear it with gay pride on our wedding day!
The wedding hat’s embellished with feathers of pink
An apple, an orange and trimmed with soft lilac mink!
Alcohol, Society and Our Youth!
*
Alcohol, Society and Our Youth,
Shaded visions of segmented truths,
Complicated by words, that often confuse,
Those who hide behind any excuse!
Excuse, that falls on deaf ears,
Bringing Family members to tears,
Exposing their unspoken fears,
As they ponder life and their future years!
Years, many say that should be Golden,
Yet, life as we know it, appears to be frozen,
In place, like a Farris-wheel without motion,
“What in the world is all this commotion?”
Commotion spawned by, Alcohol, Society and Our Youth,
A situation rendered through educated truths,
About the danger behind each drink,
How it blocks our minds, when “We” choose not to think!
Written by: Sarita A. Milliner * January, 2021
Let's go to the apothecary shop
-- Ah, it's closed over the noon hour
We'll stop by the milliner then
-- I see. It's closed then too...
I guess we'll just be forced to play
'Peek-a-Boo' at the Local Loo
In Memory of My Cousin “Harold Andrew Warfield Jr.”
Precious Memories
I got some disturbing news, just the other day,
A calm voice whispered, “Little Harold has passed away.”
I blurted out the questions, “what, when, where, and how?”
Then through silent thoughts I asked, Lord, why him, why now?
It wasn’t but a brief moment, before a response came through,
“His earthly body was getting tired, and the Doctors, had no clue.”
“So I took him up into my arms, and carried him to his home anew!”
Although, I will miss him dearly, I truly understand,
That he will forever be resting, in Our Mighty Fathers Hands.
Written By: Sarita A. Milliner, 1/12/21
The Effects of the 2019 Pandemic
According to reports from the CDC,
A mysterious virus has invaded our country.
COVID –19 is the name it’s been given,
Derived from its source, and the year of it's discovery!
Questions all about, as to what, when, where, why and how?
Hospitals overcrowded, pondering, what do we do now?
Epidemiologists working feverously, trying to understand,
This invisible element that, has infiltrated our land!
Businesses are closing, leaving many without a job,
As this pandemic tightens its grip and Liberties are being robbed.
We are all being held captive, by an enemy we cannot see,
Leaving many to whisper, Lord, help me understand please.
Suddenly, out of nowhere a voice can be heard,
“Fear not, for I have You All in the palm of my hands.”
Written By: Sarita A. Milliner
Copyright: 12/19/20
Morning At Work
Impaired by his tremors
And a troublesome cough,
He turned fur into felt
Before cooling things off.
He drooled once or twice
And grew cold in his bones,
But he shaped all the felt
Into all of the cones.
Noon
His 'venomous vipers'
Grew restless again
And woke as the toxins
Played games with his brain.
He began to see strange things
And quickly grew scared
When the writing desk swooped
Like a ravenous bird.
Aware that his dark mind
Was now playing tricks,
He quit work forever
At ten shillings past six.
Night
He sat in The Tabard
Where he found time to think.
His skin had turned orange
As he drowned in his drink.
He recalled the sad day
His wife took off her ring
And with her cards on the table
Left to marry a king.
He pined for his daughter
And the party he'd planned
But she followed her mother
To that far-away land.
Later That Night
While carrying a tea tray
Upstairs to his bed
He tripped over his hat
He'd shook off with his head.
He finally came to
Around six the next night
But from that moment on
All his world was not right.
Mountains High Valley Low
I see tall cliff mountains, stone faces in clear view,
Being kissed by the sun, through the morning dew,
Green moss nestled, comfortably along the sides,
Blades of Buffalo grass, standing tall with pride!
There’s calm in the air, serenity looming all about,
Quiet sounds of nature, ringing loudly throughout,
Streams flowing freely, along the valley floor,
Gentle foam-capped waves, caressing the shore!
Mountains high and valleys low,
Take a look around, can you see its glow?
Written by: Sarita A. Milliner
© 2/26/18
We Are All Somebody’s Child
There’s no difference between you and me,
Accept the color of our skin, or origin of birth.
Our lives conceived, through passion and procreation,
Veins full of blood, with many DNA affiliations.
Just innocent young beings ill-equipped at first,
Unaware of our plight, not knowing our worth!
It is said that Life has stages,
Let’s widen our horizons, by reading all the pages.
Time and events have a way of confusing the mind,
Wake up, smell the coffee, it’s all by design.
Our lives hang in the balance, time to recognize our place.
Take responsibility for our action, no more hiding your faces!
This world is what we make it and the stage is set,
We Are All Somebody’s Child, parts of Societies outlet!
Let us not de-value life!
Written By: Sarita A. Milliner © 7/8/16
New Years’ Resolution 2018
As we bid goodbye to “17” and embark on adventures anew,
Let’s not repeat the yesterdays, just embrace “18’s” fresh brew.
Let us enter into this New Year, leaving all negativity behind,
As we exercise our abilities, to embrace its new design.
Let us wake up to the sunlight, and gain energy from its rays,
As we embrace the days new challenges, that never ceases to amaze.
Let us exude care and confidence, in everything that we do,
As we face lifes’ ups and downs, on that road called “going through.”
Let us strive to do our best, leaving an everlasting impression,
As we demonstrate our growth, through positive progression.
Written By: Sarita A. Milliner
© 1/4/16 Revised 12/29/17
Written By: © 1/4/16
I’m Just a Vessel
Here rest I, in the calm of the starlit sky,
Paying homage to the Creator, of days gone by.
Thought waves lightly quivering, to and fro,
Like the ripple effect, of a stones soft throw.
Warm breezes caress, my bow like a sheet,
Eyes wide shut, soon gently rocked to sleep.
Adrift through the fog, calm sounds ring out,
Seaweed grass and lily pads, with toads perched about.
Slowly the dark night sky gives way to the dawn,
Shadowed sun-rays peeking, through clouds of white chiffon.
Birds gaily singing, angelic melodies amongst the trees,
As I embrace the hugs, of this new day's fresh breeze.
Through silent words, I whisper, prayers of thanks to the one above,
For creating me in your image, and blessing me with your love.
Though I am just a vessel, fashioned by your very hands,
My walk sends a message that most on earth should understand.
Written By: Sarita A. Milliner 12/29/17 ©
My Uncle - My Best Friend
Memories of a Man to whom I could confide,
You were always there to listen, never pushing me aside,
Understanding and kind, always a smile on your face,
Never a cross word, just a saving grace,
Cool, calm, and collected,
Looking dapper as can be, the
Epitome of a Man, I hoped God would send to Me.
Written By: Sarita A. Milliner
© August 21, 2017
So Far This Year
So far this year,
My sunny days’ have been gloriously bright,
Even those downtrodden days,
Were eased without a fight!
So far this year,
I’ve had little stress, no room for greying hair,
For in my corner, you’ve always been,
Offering, Your protection and care!
So far this year,
I’ve been given, a chance to get it right,
Although not knowing what to expect,
Remembering; “all things” within your sight!
So far this year,
We’ve seen changes, some good and some bad,
But if we “All” take time to just say thanks,
Our future’s will be ironclad!
Written By: Sarita A. Milliner © 1/19/17
Message for the Masses
We are more alike than different
Our aspirations, believe it or not, divine;
Created through love and fantasies,
Separated, by the confines of our minds!
Minds that houses thoughts, with
Clouded visions of reality;
Another’s version of the truth,
Through eyes too blind to see!
See the world as it was meant,
All colors, races and creeds;
Living in peace and harmony,
Assisting each other’s needs!
Needs that We all share, with
Opportunities that helps us to grow;
Together, our displays of excellence,
Will allow our potential to show!
We are more alike than different,
Our minds see the others’ needs;
If we view life with optimistic eyes,
Together, we will all succeed!
Written By: Sarita A. Milliner © 1/8/17
Keepsakes From Mom
You left me your Butterfly pins, your coin collection too,
Albums’ full of photographs, and several pairs of shoes,
Grandma’s Bible and Opera Glasses, also still have a place,
These keepsakes have memories, that can never be erased.
Written By: Sarita A. Milliner © 12/15/16
X Marks the Spot
It’s the 19th consonant, 24th letter, of the alphabet,
A Teachers’ markings, for wrong answers on a test!
A Greek numeral representation for, the number ten!
An unnamed or unknown, person, place or thing,
Used to remove or cancel, a word of unnecessary need,
A movie rating to discourage viewing, by unsuspecting teens!
It’s an algebraic exponent used in mathematical computations,
A place holder in the PEMDAS test, to eliminate confusion!
A pictured symbol for the word “cross,”
Ballot markings “yea or nay” or “win or loss!”
Signature representation of ones’ individual best
Letter ending expression, sealed with a Hug and a Kiss!
XOXOXO
Written By: Sarita A. Milliner © 12/14/16
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