My twenty fifth Christmas arrived with grief.
Snowflakes and anguish transcended belief.
My mother’s fifty sixth year would be her last.
Stage four had arrived, embittered and fast.
Engaging moments were invariably made.
Our last family Christmas was splendidly played.
No sibling rivalry, not one single rift.
I couldn’t have wished for a finer Christmas gift.
There was tinsel and lights, stockings hung with care.
The smell of freshly baked bread filled the air.
Christmas music played; we gave Mom our best.
That year was tops, better than all the rest.
Six weeks later, I watched my mother die.
It’s been twenty-five years, I still hurt and cry.
Merry Christmas Mom, in my heart you will forever stay.
I will always treasure God’s gift that I received on Christmas day.
12/4/21
A Christmas Gift Memory Poetry Contest
Sponsor: BJ Legros Kelley
January twenty-fifth
silver locks idle talk with
age comes wisdom an old myth
a dance holding firmly fixed walker
1/18/2020
Went to Cape Cod for our 25th anniversary
For our 30th went back and got her, must be wary
That's really not nice
But I did have a choice
So we're back together now and still married
The Twenty-fifth Amendment
By Franklin Price
9/7/2018
The twenty-fifth amendment
Has the donkeys on a roll
Impeachment is too difficult
The work would take its toll
The twenty-fifth much faster
It appears that it is so
Can do it with the cabinet
If they think that Trump must go
The New York times has published
An insider's discontent
It's rumored now, they're all unhappy
The twenty-fifth can see he's sent
He should not be the president
Was never meant to be
Let's oust him with the twenty-fifth
Will be gone, you will see
Those who tout this grand amendment
Should read it once or twice
To see that it's not so easy
The procedure's not so nice
Whether or not successful
The twenty-fifth will have a cost
With no regard for voters' wants and needs
We the people will have lost