AND SHE SAID YES
Eight YEARS AGO TODAY
Dear Mother, It is very hard,
As I do not know where to start,
These few words I send to you,
Come from within my heart.
Now that you are no longer with me,
You are always on my mind,
I remember you were very gentle,
And to me, so very kind.
Sometimes I said things to hurt you,
But you took it in your stride,
And although you never shown it,
You must have hurt inside.
You helped me through my heartaches,
And problems I could not bear,
For I know that in the background,
You were always there.
I suppose I took you for granted,
My enemy and my friend,
My eyes are filled with tears,
For this letter I cannot send.
You are no longer with me,
For you have gone to a better place,
I miss the love you gave me,
And the smile upon your face.
Mother, I love you very much,
That is all I want to say,
These greetings I send you,
Because it is Mothers Day…
A sweet enchanting smile
Warm and tender charms
The things I remember
While safe in mother’s arms
Protected from all troubles
Comforted when in pain
Kissed gently on the cheek
To make all better again
Guided through my infant life
Of things I should not do
Taught me right from wrong
And shown things old and new
I want to thank you mother
I cherished all the years
Even when I was punished
And cried so many tears
And now that I am older
My love for you is strong
Although you are no longer with me
To the Spirit world you have gone
I know you will always be near me
For your love will never die
At times when I need you
I will always feel you nigh
I should like to say thank you
For all that you have done
For I will always cherish you
This new year I will not be wishing for stardom, I do not even want fortune and fame;
In fact I do not want anything to change, I want my life to stay to same
Instead you can give my New Years wish to somebody who is feeling low;
Give it to the homeless man who has no place to go
Grant the wishes of the dying children in Africa, so maybe they can get to drink clean water;
You can Give my wish to their parents, so maybe this year they will not have to say goodbye to their son or daughter
You can take my New Years wish and give it to a child who’s daddy will never come home;
He may have died fighting for his country but he has left his baby all alone
Please give my wish to the person who cannot smile, sadness is now their only expression;
Please give my New Years wish to the war widow before she sinks deeper into depression
So please do not waste a wish on me when there are still children crying their hunger pain;
There is nothing In my life I need to change, I just want everything to stay the same
BARRY MOWLES ©2013
Christmas is here once again
Brings memories of the past
The times we were together
I am alone again alas
Dusting down the Christmas cards
Placing them for all to see
The house is now empty
Since you were taken away from me
I miss the way you smiled
I miss you being there
I miss the warmth of your embrace
As I talk to an empty chair
Christmas can be a lonely time
When a loved one passes on
The sense of loss is painful
When you realise they have gone
As I read those Christmas cards
I thank God for all the years
That we both shared together
Through happiness and tears
I am going to enjoy Christmas
And toast our life with Champaign
Because I know one day
We shall meet in heaven again
Twas the night before Christmas, when all through the house
Not a creature was stirring, not even a mouse;
The stockings were hung by the chimney with care,
In hopes that St. Nicholas soon would be there;
The children were nestled all snug in their beds,
While visions of sugar-plums danced in their heads;
And mamma in her ’kerchief, and I in my cap,
Had just settled our brains for a long winter’s nap,
When out on the lawn there arose such a clatter,
I sprang from the bed to see what was the matter.
Away to the window I flew like a flash,
Tore open the shutters and threw up the sash.
The moon on the breast of the new-fallen snow
Gave the lustre of mid-day to objects below,
When, what to my wondering eyes should appear,
But a miniature sleigh, and eight tiny reindeer,
With a little old driver, so lively and quick,
I knew in a moment it must be St. Nick.
More rapid than eagles his coursers they came,
And he whistled, and shouted, and called them by name;
“Now, Dasher! now, Dancer! now, Prancer and Vixen!
On, Comet! on, Cupid! on, Donder and Blitzen!
To the top of the porch! to the top of the wall!
Now dash away! dash away! dash away all!”
As dry leaves that before the wild hurricane fly,
When they meet with an obstacle, mount to the sky;
So up to the house-top the coursers they flew,
With the sleigh full of Toys, and St. Nicholas too.
And then, in a twinkling, I heard on the roof
The prancing and pawing of each little hoof.
As I drew in my head, and was turning around,
Down the chimney St. Nicholas came with a bound.
He was dressed all in fur, from his head to his foot,
And his clothes were all tarnished with ashes and soot;
A bundle of Toys he had flung on his back,
And he looked like a pedler just opening his pack.
His eyes—how they twinkled! his dimples how merry!
His cheeks were like roses, his nose like a cherry!
His droll little mouth was drawn up like a bow
And the beard of his chin was as white as the snow;
The stump of a pipe he held tight in his teeth,
And the smoke it encircled his head like a wreath;
He had a broad face and a little round belly,
That shook when he laughed, like a bowlful of jelly.
He was chubby and plump, a right jolly old elf,
And I laughed when I saw him, in spite of myself;
A wink of his eye and a twist of his head,
Soon gave me to know I had nothing to dread;
He spoke not a word, but went straight to his work,
And filled all the stockings; then turned with a jerk,
And laying his finger aside of his nose,
And giving a nod, up the chimney he rose;
He sprang to his sleigh, to his team gave a whistle,
And away they all flew like the down of a thistle,
But I heard him exclaim, ere he drove out of sight,
“Happy Christmas to all, and to all a good-night.”
Attributed to Clement Clark Moore 1823
Probably written by
Major Henry Livingston 1808
The hallway with holly is hung;
The carols by choruses sung.
The tree is alight
To brighten the night
As the church bells are joyfully rung!
This Christmas I’m writing to you
Our friendship to warmly renew.
May the season be glad,
The best that you’ve had,
And all of your best dreams come true.
We’re singing the song of the sleigh
As Santa gets his underway.
The bells are a-jingle,
Our tummies a-tingle,
SO SHOUT OUT FOR THIS XMAS DAY!
There was a young Xmas-time elf
Who greatly admired himself.
He climbed up the tree,
A fairy to see,
But fell down and left with a skelf!
A reindeer of Santa’s grew ill
So the vet gave the patient a pill.
His ears went all droopy.
And then he went loopy.
So your present is over the hill!
A turkey was asked out to dine
So told all his friends, “I feel fine!
When the water grew hot
He went in the pot,
And asked for a cool glass of wine!
May all of your Xmas be very
Much more than the regular merry.
Though merry is good
There are times when you should
Find more ‘neath the mistletoe berry!
By William Clark
There’s a strange man
In my garden
With top hat and tails
He is looking rather pale
He’s been standing there
For some time now
Just standing and staring
And looking all around
He very often smiles
But doesn’t often frown
The squirrels and the fox’s
All adore him
As they pass by
He lifts his hand
To wave at them
And smiles to say goodnight
Thomas and Gillian Sims
Christmas is a time of joy for some,
But Christmas can bring sadness too,
Christmas is what ever
The time of year means to you.
Christmas can be happy,
For all the girls and boys,
To see there faces light up,
When they receive their toys.
Christmas can be lonely,
For those that are left alone,
Families that have forgotten
Loved ones left at home.
Christmas brings out all that is good,
It lifts our very soul,
It makes us feel like children,
As we approach the Christmas Noel.
Remember as you celebrate Christmas,
Send good cheer all around,
For all the good fortune you have experienced,
And for all the love you have found.
PLEASE, Would you do me the kind favor of sending this to as many people as you can? Christmas will be coming soon and some credit is due to our U.S.service men and women for our being able to celebrate these festivities. Let’s try in this small way to pay a tiny bit of what we owe. Make people stop and think of our heroes, living and dead, who sacrificed themselves for us.
The shock when I saw two pink lines,
The tears of confusion, what to do now,
Am I happy or sad, am I ready for this?
Our lives will change, suddenly a future with kids,
There’s no choice the bond is already strong,
Now praying that nothing goes wrong,
Now it’s all exciting, is it a girl or boy?
I cannot wait to meet our little bundle of joy.
Two brooms where wed
And when “I do’s” were said
The lady broom disclosed
The reason for her clothes
Of generous flatter
And the fact of the matter.
A little broom was on its way
Oh what a happy day
But he was not so happy
With expecting a little chappie
This just wasn’t fair
As he hadn’t swept with her
People never tell of ice
Or the snow that glitters nice
Or of the icy crunchy snow
Of that most people do not know
The crunch that sounds beneath your feet
As your sole and ice compete
When in the morning as you wake
You see a single white snow flake
You look out of the iced window
The look out seems so very low
Because the snow fell all night
It has left behind its sheet of white
My son lives in Florida with his spouse
I was visiting them at their house
On my last day in the warm sunlight
He was outside hanging a Christmas light
I walked outside and my eyes started to tear
Because my wife is no longer hear
I always disliked hanging Christmas lights
Early comes the winter days and nights
My wife would always give me directions
On how to hang the decorations
I now miss hearing my wife say
No don’t do it that way
I didn’t always take her advice
To hear her now would really be nice