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A Walk In the Park

A Walk in the Park

                                  A walk in the park
                                  I do every morn.
                                  Tween six and seven -
                                  time to feel reborn. 

                                  The squirrels run hither
                                  the geese overhead.
                                  Fresh running water -
                                  a beautiful flower bed.

                                  And then I see the fox,
                                  but not before he sees me.
                                  He's gone like the wind -
                                  almost to fast to see.

                                  The blackbirds are cawing -
                                  the cardinals sing too.
                                  And the red-tailed hawk
                                  sits high against the blue.

                                  I stride up on high
                                  and view the lake just below.
                                  A splash and a ripple
                                  and a wave to and fro.

                                  A fisherman or two
                                  who came before me.
                                  Just watching their bobs
                                  hoping to catch two or three.

                                  Then I walk 'neath the trees
                                  both big and small.
                                  Their leaves blowing in the wind -
                                  so much fun to walk tall.

                                  Down the path to the car -
                                  my last chance for the day.
                                  But I'll do it again on the morrow
                                  in the quest to find my way.

                                  So simple and pure
                                  it gives so much pleasure.
                                  Does a walk in the park -
                                  one of life's true treasures.

Copyright © Jim Tosh | Year Posted 2019



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Dear Diet

Dear Diet

                                          Dear Diet, Dear Diet -
                                          Where art thou ?
                                          I've tried and I've tried -
                                          but Holy Cow !

                                          If I cut back on this
                                          and cut back on that -
                                          And start on the treadmill
                                          I'll shed some fat.

                                          Or should I try Bow-flex
                                          or jog twice a day?
                                          Or walk fast like a robot -
                                          get out of my way.

                                          I wish I could get credit
                                          for as much as I've tried.
                                          But still twenty pounds over -
                                          I've laughed till I cried.

                                          There's a way to fix this -
                                          there's a way I think.
                                          A lock on the fridge
                                          and only water to drink.
          
                                          No food channel - no car
                                          to the drive-in to go.
                                          No newspaper to read
                                          all the coupons they show.

                                          No lunchin' with friends
                                          no cookouts and such.
                                          No late night snacks -
                                          that would be too much.

                                          And when all this happens
                                          wake me up from these dreams.
                                          Eatin' and drinkin' again -
                                          that's just life - so it seems.

Copyright © Jim Tosh | Year Posted 2019

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Ah-The Cina-Ma

Ah-The Cina-Ma


                            I love going to the movies - 
                            the big screen is such a sight.
                            Popcorn, pop, and a picture show -
                            what a true delight!

                            From watching westerns as a kid
                            with grandpa I did go.
                            Double features were the norm -
                            you got to see two shows.

                            3 D's at the old Esquire -
                            blood curdling, scary scenes.
                            Then a night at the Drive-in -
                            hook on them speakers you movie fiends.

                            I loved to sit in the balcony -
                            seemed cooler than below.
                            The weekends always packed them in
                            through rain and sleet and snow.

                            And later came the Cineplex
                            and then the grand I-Max.
                            the screens get bigger and better, 
                            but let's not forget the past.
                            

                            Movies make you laugh and cry -
                            they make you feel weak and then strong.
                            They'll send chills up your spine
                            and take you back where you belong.

                            Thrills and excitement -
                            passion and sorrow too.
                            You can feel high as a kite
                            and then sad, lonely, and blue.

                            But going to the movies - 
                            it's cool and it's neat.
                            Sit back and view the big screen - 
                            still one of life's grand treats.

Copyright © Jim Tosh | Year Posted 2019


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