When I Wasn't Lookin'

I don’t watch a lot of television these days
It just doesn’t appeal to me too much
Folks runnin’ around tryin’ to out do the other
Where in the world do they come up with such?
Do they think those people really know how to sing?
They certainly are no “idols” of mine!
And, if I wanted to watch people on an island
I think Gilligan would do me just fine
The days of a good sitcom are just about over
Now., “reality” is the new thing
Eating dirt and who knows what for a few dollars
Is suppose to make me keep watching?
The fact is I’m not in their “target demo” now
“Grandma” should be in the kitchen cookin’!
Well, if I got old it’s a big surprise to me!
Musta happened when I wasn’t lookin’!

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Reflections

Stillness that comes from the night’s last breath
Nothing but the beat of a heart
Grab it before it lingers no more
The secrets of now will impart

Reflections of life as it changes
A ripple from a pebble thrown
The days when life was so fresh and new
Fill hearts and minds with what is known

Look back with the same kind reflections
Hold fast to the passion and pain
You’ll press on with great understanding
Through sunshine and even the rain

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Forever Friends

Not because we planned it
Fate has made it so.
We didn’t understand it
All those years ago.

I would picked the flowers
You would pull my hair
Then, we’d sit for hours
Thinking up a dare.

Not knowing what would be
As our lives would change
A life for you and me
It seemed much too strange.

But, now it is so fine
My forever friend
To have your life in mine
Such a perfect blend.
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Easter Memories

Memories of Easter from my childhood

Come around to visit every year.

The beautiful flowers in every yard

Makes a special mem’ry I hold dear

The dozens of eggs on the stove to boil

The dyes and wax pencils lined up

I loved searching through all of the cab’nets

To find Mama’s old chipped coffee cups

The hot vinegar and dye were added

The wire ring helped place the eggs just so

A few seconds of watching patiently

Brought forth a bounty of eggs to show

Dad, the Easter Bunny, would take each egg

All over our backyard he would hide

My friends and I would look all over the place

‘Cause the gold one had chok’lit inside!

Remembering Easter in a diff’runt way

So many colors from which to choose

Thoughts of a new dress that my Mama picked out

With brand new white patent leather shoes.
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Welcome To My Garden

Accentuated in beauty every step of the way

Meant to bring true solace to those that come by

Linger here and find your time of inner peace

Know the meaning of you and the sun and sky

Why do some flowers seem to last for weeks

While others struggle for a few brief days?

And, why should we stop and smell the roses?

Is there some lesson to be learned today?

Welcome to my garden of inner peace

Once you visit you’ll know why you were sent

A time to reflect on all the beauties

Of your life and how your time was well spent.

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